Alpha Daddies and their Innocent little maid (18+)

Content Warning: Smut, Smut and Smut. “Whose cock made you cry the loudest tonight?” Lucien’s voice was a low snarl as he gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth open. “Yours,” I gasped, my voice wrecked from screaming. “Alpha, please—” Silas’s fingers dug into my hips as he slammed back inside me, rough and unrelenting. “Liar,” he growled against my spine. “She sobbed on mine.” “Should we make her prove it?” Claude said, his fangs grazing my throat. “Tie her up again. Let her beg with that pretty mouth until we decide she’s earned our knots.” I was trembling, dripping, used—and all I could do was moan, “Yes, please. Use me again.” And they did. Like they always do. Like they can’t help it. Like I belong to all three of them. --- Lilith used to believe in loyalty. In love. In her pack. But everything was torn away. Her father—the late Beta of Fangspire died. Her mother, heartbroken, drank wolfsbane and never woke up. And her boyfriend? He found his mate and left Lilith behind without a second glance. Wolfless and alone, with hospital debt piling high, Lilith enters the Rite—a ritual where women offer their bodies to the cursed Alphas in exchange for gold. Lucien. Silas. Claude. Three ruthless Alphas, cursed by the Moon Goddess. If they don’t mark their mate before twenty-six, their wolves will destroy them. Lilith was supposed to be a means to an end. But something changed the moment they touched her. Now they want her—marked, ruined, worshipped. And the more they take, the more they crave. Three Alphas. One wolfless girl. No fate. Just obsession. And the more they taste her, The harder she is to let go.

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Chapter 7

“Your vagina is not the only thing that can make a man feel good, Lilith. Please do not forget, even if you appear submissive, you actually hold the power and control. Your hands, your mouth... anything can make a man feel good if you use them right. But remember, the Alphas are unlike other men, so you must try your very best to please them.”

That was what the attendants had told me. The Alphas were unlike other men, and I had to do my very best to please them—so even if my heart felt like it was seconds from exploding, even if my body trembled from fear, I took a deep breath and braced myself for what I was about to do.

Claude pulled his hand away as I began unzipping his pants. My hands trembled, but I bit my bottom lip, trying to stay calm under the weight of these three men’s gazes.

When I was done, I tugged Claude’s pants down and drew in a sharp breath before reaching for his briefs. With one last word of encouragement echoing in my head, I pulled them down.

And almost instantly, I froze.

I hadn’t been prepared for the way his dick sprang free and smacked against my lips, making me pause in shock. My eyes widened as I stared at the thick, veiny shaft right in front of me.

It was big. So much bigger than Kael. I hadn’t even known a man could be this huge. Fuck.

But I didn’t have time to react, because Claude’s hand shot out, gripping the back of my head as he pulled me closer to his tip and whispered, just above a breath,

“Suck.”

My heart felt like it was about to stop with how loud it was beating, but I parted my lips and closed my eyes, slowly taking the tip into my mouth.

Almost immediately, I heard a curse slip from Claude’s lips, making my eyes snap open and before I could stop it, my gaze flickered up to him as I slowly wrapped my mouth around his dick, taking it inch by inch.

The moment his half-lidded gaze, filled with nothing but lust, met mine, I instantly looked away. But he yanked my head back slightly, forcing me to meet his eyes again.

“Eyes on me while you suck, she-wolf. Don’t look away until you have my cum inside that tight mouth.” He rasped, his voice thick and rough.

Oh goddess. Those sinful words. Those unholy words… why did they make my mind feel fuzzy? Why did they make my core throb? Why did they make me clench my thighs together, trying to ease this maddening ache?

I didn’t resist. Instead, I obeyed, my eyes fixed on his as I continued taking him deeper into my mouth until I felt him all the way at the back of my throat, making me gag. I pulled back, only to take him again, slowly, just like I had taught.

I had to please them and get this over with. I had to do this for my mother.

Yes… for my mother.

I continued moving my head slowly as I sucked Claude's dick, and even though he had his hand behind my head, he didn’t push me. He let me go at my own pace. And with the way his chest rose and fell, and the way he stared down at me with a clenched jaw, I wondered if I was doing a good job or not but I followed his command and never took my eyes off him.

Even when my hands reached for the base of his dick and I picked up the pace, moving faster, the wet slurping sounds and soft choking filled the air.

“Fuck, that’s it,” Claude growled, his grip on my hair tightening as I sucked faster. “Goddess, I’ve never seen such a pretty cock-sucking face before. Your mouth feels so fucking good, she–wolf”

My heart skipped a beat at his words, and I almost closed my eyes, when Silas, who had been silent behind me, suddenly tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

He didn’t say a word as I sucked his brother right in front of him; he merely watched me. And even though I couldn’t see Lucien either, I knew he was watching too, I could feel those pairs of cold eyes fixed on me.

I ran my tongue around the hard shaft in my mouth, my hands pumping the base as I moved faster. Claude’s dick kept hitting the back of my throat, almost painfully with each thrust. Before I knew it, a tear slid down my cheek, but for some reason, the urge to please overshadowed the discomfort, and I kept going.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m close already,” Claude hissed.

Before I could register what was happening, his grip tightened, and he pulled his dick out of my mouth with a wet pop. I watched him, panting, my face flushed and his length glistening with my saliva.

“Enough playing, she-wolf,” he growled, his voice thick with lust as his fingers tangled in my hair. “Time to fill that pretty mouth with my cum.”

He brought his other hand into my hair and aimed his tip at my parted lips, then slammed back inside, making me close my eyes from the sudden thrust.

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The morning light streamed through the kitchen windows as I carefully placed the last strawberry on top of the chocolate cake. Three years. Three whole years since I'd been bound to Austin as his chosen mate, and today I wanted everything to be perfect. I stepped back to admire my work. The cake looked beautiful—Austin's favorite dark chocolate with fresh strawberries and a drizzle of honey. My hands trembled slightly as I adjusted the single candle in the center. "Is that for Alpha Austin?" Elena, one of the pack's cooks, asked as she passed by. Her eyes held that familiar mixture of pity and curiosity that I'd grown accustomed to over the years. "Yes," I replied softly, unable to suppress the small smile that formed on my lips. "Today marks three years since our bonding ceremony." Elena's eyebrows rose.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.8

The Curvy Ex-Wife's Revenge: The Divorce He Gave, The Regret He Earned

8.8

Nicole had entered marriage with Walter, a man who never returned her feelings, bound to him through an arrangement made by their families rather than by choice. Even so, she had held onto the quiet belief that time might soften his heart and that one day he would learn to love her. However, that day never came. Instead, he treated her with constant contempt, tearing her down with cruel words and dismissing her as fat and manipulative whenever it suited him. After two years of a cold and distant marriage, Walter demanded a divorce, delivering his decision in the most degrading manner he could manage. Stripped of her dignity and exhausted by the humiliation, Nicole agreed to her friend Brenda's plan to make him see what he had lost. The idea was simple but daring. She would use another man to prove that the woman Walter had mocked and insulted could still be desired by someone else. All they had to do was hire a gigolo. Patrick had endured one romantic disappointment after another. Every woman he had been involved with had been drawn not to him, but to his wealth. As one of the heirs to a powerful and influential family, he had long accepted that this pattern was almost unavoidable. What Patrick wanted was far more difficult to find. He longed to fall in love with a woman who cared for him as a person, not for the name he carried or the fortune attached to it. One night, while he was at a bar, an attractive stranger approached him. Because of his appearance and composed demeanor, she mistook him for a gigolo. She made an unconventional proposal, one that immediately caught his interest and proved impossible for him to refuse.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.1

Falling for My Contract Husband

9.1

"Mario Chandra was once a famous fitness celebrity. Unfortunately, his fate was so tragic-his ex-wife, who also served as his personal manager, cheated him out of everything until he became poor. Amidst all the confusion caused by his 'sudden poverty,' Mario received an offer to become a contract husband for a VIP client of his former gym. The woman is a wealthy single mother and widow named Aunt Inez. Pressed by financial needs, Mario agreed to be Aunt Inez's contract husband. What will their contract marriage be like? Will it be merely a paper-based husband-wife status, or will there be a blazing passion between Mario and Aunt Inez? Find the answers only in the novel Contract Husband by Agneslovely2014.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.6

Marked By My Stepbrother: His Secret Obsession

9.6

He slammed me into the wall, grabbing my ass cheek, desperate and longing for something. His lips clashed against mine hungrily, like a vicious feral beast. I barely had time to register it all, but I moaned, too ecstatic to call it off. “We shouldn't..." I whispered; immediately he pulled out. “This is wrong.” They were both panting heavily. He grabbed my chin, roughly. Painful. His hot breath cascaded on my face as he stared with lust. “I do whatever I want with you, Arya.” I gulped, "You know why? Because I own you.” I caught sight of his veins, bulging like he was trying to hold back something in. "I…I am your sister…” I said softly; he cut me off. “Step-sister," he corrected, not giving me any chance. His hands slid back into my core, a gasp escaped my lips, and tears brimmed in my eyes. “What if the alpha finds out? He'll kill me for sure.” I pushed his chest slightly, but he was stronger. “Let me worry about that.” His fingers played with my clits. He rained kisses on my neck; I was already soaked for him.

Modern Romance Werewolf

8.8

My Fiancé Moved His Mistress In

8.8

The crystal chandelier cast a warm glow over our weekly family dinner, its light dancing across the polished silverware and fine china. I sat at the long mahogany table, watching my mother arrange flowers with meticulous precision while my father reviewed documents on his tablet. Everything was as it always was—predictable, proper, suffocating. The grandfather clock in the hallway chimed nine times. Hudson was late. Again. "Perhaps we should start without him," I suggested, straightening my napkin. "The salmon will get cold." My mother's lips thinned into that familiar disapproving line. "Hudson is busy with important matters, Roselyn. We wait." I swallowed my retort and took a sip of water instead.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.3

Revenge On My Ex-husband Now With His Rival

9.3

Cassie thought marriage was forever-until twelve years of sacrifice ended with betrayal, abuse, and the cruel loss of her daughter. Shattered and abandoned, she swore one thing: Alexandra, her ex-husband, would regret every wound he carved into her soul. But when fate brings her face-to-face with the one man Alexandra despises most-his ruthless rival-Cassie sees a chance not just for survival, but for vengeance. What begins as a dangerous alliance soon blurs into something deeper: passion, power, and a love that defies the past. Now, Cassie isn't just fighting for her broken heart-she's seizing the chance to rise, to make Alexandra pay, and to claim a future with the man who was never supposed to be hers.

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Alpha Daddies and their Innocent little maid (18+)

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