“What?” I blurted out, my eyes widening because I needed to be absolutely sure I’d heard him right.
“I said strip, Lily,” he repeated, slower this time, His eyes didn’t waver from mine, and there was a heat in them that made my stomach twist and my knees jelly. “Or I’ll do it myself. I have been resisting for too fucking long. I can’t anymore”
**Lily**
I knew I should have said something, anything, but my brain was spinning like it had been shoved on one of those carnival rides that spun so fast you couldn’t even tell where the ground was anymore.
He had just told me to strip for him, and my wolf was practically howling her approval like this was the moment she had been living for all along.
Did he really just say that? Did he really just call himself Daddy? Oh my God, he did. He actually did.
And it wasn’t even like one of those silly jokes girls at school made when they saw an older man who looked good in a suit.
No, this was low and commanding and thick with hunger, like he already knew I would obey. My whole body was shaking because I could feel the truth of it pressing into me from the inside out.
My wolf was panting and wagging her tail, practically clawing at the edges of my skin, and all I could think was that I had never wanted to peel off every single layer of clothing faster in my life, except I was also terrified of what would happen when I did.
I mean, what was I even supposed to say to that? “Yes, Daddy, anything you want”? No, no, I could not actually say those words out loud, my mouth would combust, my soul would combust.
But the second I told myself I wouldn’t, I could feel the heat between my thighs pulsing even harder, like my own body was mocking me. It was humiliating. It was terrifying. It was addictive.
He was still standing there, staring at me like he could see every single thought racing through my head, and honestly, maybe he could. He was an Alpha, after all.
He probably didn’t even need me to say anything. He could probably feel the way my wolf was screaming for him, the way my skin was vibrating with need.
I pressed my back harder against the wall, like maybe if I pushed enough I could just vanish into it, disappear, escape this unbearable heat that was tearing me in half.
But of course, I didn’t vanish. I stayed right there, and I could hear myself babbling before I even realized I had opened my mouth. “You can’t just-like, I mean, are you serious right now? Do you even hear yourself? Because I hear you, and I’m telling you, that’s crazy.
“You don’t just tell someone-me, an eighteen-year-old girl, who is not supposed to even be in your room right now, by the way-that you want her to strip for you. That’s insane. That’s illegal.
“That’s… that’s…” My words were racing faster than my breath, each one tripping over the next as my chest tightened, “…that’s exactly the kind of thing that makes girls like me lose our minds and make terrible, terrible decisions that we can’t come back from.”
I was still talking, but part of me wasn’t even listening anymore because his eyes had dropped lower, dragging over me, and it felt like he was already undressing me with his gaze.
My thighs rubbed together on their own, my body betraying me so loudly I wanted to scream. I shook my head and kept rambling, desperate to fill the silence before he spoke again because if he spoke, I knew I would obey.
“Look, Connor, I really need you to think this through. You’re older, you’re wiser, you’re supposed to be the responsible one here. I’m literally begging you to remember that because I can’t remember anything right now except how hot it is in this room and how my skin feels like it’s on fire, and that’s not normal, okay? That’s not normal at all. You can’t possibly expect me to-“
The second he moved, my whole body went stiff like I had just been caught doing something illegal. His hand came up so fast, and then his fingers were on my lips, pressing against them, shutting me up in one smooth motion that stole the rest of my words right out of my throat.
My eyes went wide, my chest hitched, and I swear I forgot how to breathe because his skin was so hot, his touch was so sure, and the look in his eyes told me that he had been waiting for me to run my mouth just so he could silence me like this.
“You talk too much, baby,” he said, his voice low and steady, almost lazy, but there was a threat buried in it that made my stomach flip.
His thumb brushed the corner of my mouth, and the roughness of his skin against my lips made me whimper before I could even stop myself. “I’ll rip this heat right out of your body if you’re not careful.”
My heart stopped. Rip it out? What did that even mean? Was that something he could actually do? My wolf’s ears perked up inside me, and she let out a low growl that wasn’t angry, more like it was curious, needy. She was pacing again, tail flicking, eyes glowing.
He’ll take care of it, she purred, her voice sharp and insistent in my head, he’ll tear it out of us and you’ll finally stop aching. Let him.
“No,” I whispered against his fingers, except it didn’t sound like no at all. It sounded like please.
My body betrayed me, leaning into his touch even as my brain tried to scream sense into me. I could feel my wolf pushing harder, her claws scraping against the inside of my skin, trying to shove me toward him.
Stop resisting, she hissed, her tone impatient, you’ve been whining since the second you smelled him. This is what we were waiting for. Don’t make me suffer because you’re too scared to admit it.
“I’m not “I started, my voice muffled against his fingers, but he pressed them harder, and my wolf snarled at me inside my head, cutting me off completely.
Liar. You’re dripping for him. You’re trembling because you want him to take it all. Do you think I can’t feel it? Do you think I don’t know how bad you need him?
I didn’t even realize what I was saying until it was already pouring out of me, loud and reckless and humiliating, but there was no stopping it, no way to shove the words back in once they broke free.
“Take my clothes off, Daddy. Please, fuck me, I need you to fuck me so bad I can’t even think straight. I feel the bond, I swear I feel it, it’s burning through my veins like fire, and I know I’m meant for you.
“Only you. No one else. I don’t care if I’m a virgin, I don’t care if I’m too tight or if it hurts, I don’t care if I scream until my throat bleeds, I just want your cock inside me. I want it now, please, I can’t breathe without it, I can’t live without it.”
The words tumbled faster, my voice shaking but louder than it had ever been in my life, and still I couldn’t stop. My wolf was howling in my chest, clawing at me, snarling and whining, pushing every word harder until I was just a mess of breath and sound.
“I want you to ruin me. Do you hear me? I want you to ruin me forever. I want everyone who even looks at me to know I belong to you. I don’t care about anything else, not your past, not your rules, not even my own shame.
“I want to smell like you, taste like you, I want your knot, I want your bite, I want to be so full I never forget who I belong to. Please, please, please, Daddy, don’t make me wait another second.”
Connor’s hand pressed harder against the wall beside my head, his body crowding mine until I couldn’t move, and his growl cut through my voice like a blade.
“You have no idea what you’re asking me for, baby,” he rasped, his words rough and broken, but his eyes burned with hunger. “You think you can handle me? You think that sweet, tight little virgin body can take what I’m about to give you?”
“Yes!” I screamed, my nails digging into the wall behind me, my chest heaving so hard it hurt. “Yes, I can take it, I can take all of it”
His hand curled into my dress and he ripped it straight off my body. My bare skin met the air, my nipples aching, my thighs trembling as his gaze devoured me. His breath hitched, his eyes narrowed, and then he muttered it.
“Oh, fuck.”
The sound of it made my knees weaken. My wolf purred inside me, gloating, triumphant. Told you, she whispered, he can’t resist us. He never could.
I wanted to keep talking, and I did, the words spilling out of me even as his eyes burned hotter.
“Rip me open. I don’t care about clothes, I don’t care about anything, just make me yours. Mark me, bite me, fuck me until I can’t walk. I want everyone to smell you on me. I want everyone to know I’m yours. Please, Connor, I need you so much it hurts.”
He leaned in so close his breath burned against my ear, and his voice dropped to something so dark it vibrated through my bones. “You’re mine already, Lily. And when I’m finished with you, there won’t be a single inch of you left untouched.”
The next thing I knew, his body was pressing in closer, his heat wrapping around me so tight that I could barely tell where mine ended and his began. His hands were rough and sure as they caught my hips and spun me, and before I could even gasp properly, my face was pressed to the wall.
The sound of his zipper coming down nearly made my heart fall right out of my chest. I mean, do you know how insane it is to stand here with my face literally pressed against the wall while the hottest, most terrifying Alpha I have ever seen in my life is actually taking his pants off because of me?
My brain went into this full meltdown spiral where part of me wanted to scream and run, and the other part..my wolf, the loudest part..was basically rolling on the floor laughing at me and drooling at the same time, saying finally, finally, finally.
Then his hand came down on my ass. Hard. The sting lit up across my skin so sharp and hot that I gasped so loudly I was embarrassed the sound even came out of me.
My whole body jerked forward against the wall, and then I moaned before I could even stop myself, this humiliating little sound that filled the room and made my thighs press tighter together.
My wolf howled like it was the best sound she had ever heard me make, practically wagging her tail inside me.
“I am going to fuck you against the wall first,” Connor growled, and the way he said it was not like a suggestion or even a threat.
“Hands on the wall, Lily. Arch your back and spread your legs wide. I wanna see you sweet, wet and juicy pussy”
**Lily**
Do you know what my brain did? It exploded. Because suddenly I was imagining what that looked like from behind, me with my palms flat against the wall, my back arched like some porn star, my ass out, waiting for him, and it was humiliating, terrifying, and so hot I thought my skin would peel right off my bones.
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