Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina)

Chapter 63

Slow, soft strokes over the sensitive bud have me quivering in pleasure; Daddy strokes a hand up my

leg, over my knee and my thigh.. Heading towards my centre. My aching, soaking centre.

One finger smoothly enters my core, an uncontrollable muffled moan sounding around the room.

"Oh baby.. Good girl!! You're so wet." Daddy praises in delight, "wanna see how wet you are?"

I nod; not sure why, but I want to.

Ripping the blindfold off, I squint until my vision adjusts to the dim artificial light. Once my eyesight

returns to normal, I look up.. Daddy's eyes are alight, excited.

I feel as Daddy strokes another finger into me, pumping, pleasuring me higher and higher.. Until he

stops.

The fingers that were once inside me are now in my vision, glistening wet with my juices.. Did I really

do that? I've never been that wet before!

Shocking me completely, Daddy pushes his soaked fingers between his lips and sucks them clean; the

look on his face tells me he is enjoying himself.

Did he really just do that??

"You. Taste. Amazing." He grins wickedly, before returning those same offending fingers back inside

me.

Soft pumps turn to thrusts, which turns to full pelt rams inside me.. It feels.. Wow.

I want that tongue!

I want to cum.

Why is he teasing me?

Daddy chuckles, as though he can read my mind, whilst stopping his assault and removing those

expert fingers, "wanna cum baby?"

I nod almost instantaneously, as a beg.

"I think I can make that happen."

Oh please do!

Please please!

Please!

Daddy, do it.

I strain my eyes down, looking between my legs to see Daddy right there, staring at me.

A flush appears on my face at the embarrassment of him seeing the most explicit part of me up close.

"You are beautiful." Daddy whispers, "simply mouthwatering." With those intoxicating words, his tongue

darts out and licks at me.

If I could talk without looking stupid, I'd be crying out with pleasure.

This feels amazing. Indescribable.

Wonderful. Intoxicating. Hot. Wow.

I watch in curiosity as Daddy pleasures me in the most intimate way possible; his eyes closed, totally

lost in the moment..

Or he was..

In a flash, Daddy opens his eyes, stares straight up at me with a wickedly sexy look, and thrusts two

fingers inside me.. HARD. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

I cry out around the confinements of my gag, pull at my restraints roughly and arch my back

involuntarily.

Wow.

"Come on baby. Annabell, let it take you." Daddy murmurs against me, before returning to work.

That wonderful tongue flicks over my swelling bud with an insane pace, building me higher.

The fingers just push me further towards the precipice, that cliff edge I so long to fall off of..

I want to fly.

"Ddddaaaadddddyyyy..." I muffle-moan, shaking violently as I finally reach my goal.

I am flying.

I'm soaring.

I'm high.

I must be high.

I can't control the movements my openly splayed body is making, or the sounds emanating from my

lips.

It's too good to care.

"Oh well done Annabell.." Daddy breathes with a smile on his face, "that was very rewarding."

I blush again- how the hell does he cause this??

I don't blush!!

My gag is removed, giving me a chance to relax and stretch my jaw.

"Are you happy to try more? Or would you like to stop?"

How considerate is Kaden?? Daddy?

"More please." I whisper through my exhaustion; that hot ache is still clouding my body, and I need it to

go away.

"Excuse me? Ask properly Annabell." Daddy scolds, making me feel like an errant child.

I have to rephrase..

"Please can I have more Daddy?" I ask, staring up at him with wide eyes.

The smile I'm rewarded with causes butterflies and the heat to multiply exponentially.

"That's better baby, good girl.." Daddy strokes my cheek lovingly, then reaches over and unties me

from the bed frame.

I'm free..? What is he planning?

I just lay there and stare in wonder; Daddy is undoing his sexy blue shirt, giving me a much wanted

glimpse of his toned, mouthwatering chest, a scattering of brown curls over his chest and stomach.

I want to run my tongue through that.

Strong shoulders come into view as Daddy pushes his shirt off.. Lightly tanned skin covers a perfect set

of arms; the shirt ripples to the floor.

I take in the glory that is Kaden.

As superficial as it sounds, he can do as he wishes with me when he looks so good!

I am completely at his mercy.

"Touch me." His command takes me off guard, but I want it!

He's letting me do as I imagined only seconds ago.

I jump up and off the bed, stumbling as I go, eager to feel, touch, taste the hottest man I have ever laid

eyes on.

Coming to stand in front of Daddy.. Kaden.. My hands start to shake at the prospect of being able to

touch him. Will I do something he doesn't like? Will I say somethi-

"Don't think about it baby.." Daddy encourages, obviously reading my panicked expression.

A sudden wave of confidence seeps through my veins and with a painful bite to the lip, I look up into

Daddy's eyes and my hands venture up; my fingertips skimming over his hands, up his arms; which by

the way, are silky smooth, and graze over his strong, muscular shoulders.

An involuntarily moan escapes my lips as my hands finally come into contact with his exceptional

chest.. The pecks are toned and beautifully formed, the brown curls tangling around my fingers.

"Oh Daddy." I whimper.

I feel calmer, happier and safe in the comfort and embrace of him. My previous emotional outburst is

over.

Leaning in towards his neck, I breathe him in; his scent, and let my tongue tease over his jugular.

Daddy tastes like a dream; sweet, manly and mouthwatering.

My tongue wanders down his throat and towards the smattering of hair I so want to lick through.

Reaching the curls, I tease my tongue in circles over the skin; Daddy shivers slightly at the contact.

"Baby girl.. Come here." Daddy whispers softly, but his command is obvious.

With a raise of my head, I become mesmerised by Daddy's stunning eyes which are locked on mine.

His hands cup my cheeks and pull me up and close.. Our lips merely millimetres apart; I can feel his

warm breath.

"Daddy." I whimper loudly, "I need you."

I am at his disposal.. He can do with me as he pleases.

"You will have me Annabell. I promise." Somehow, I trust everything, every word that comes out of his

mouth.

I don't question it right now.

Later.

In this moment, nothing else exists.