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Boycotting Mum's Marriage: Alpha Daddy is Mine

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Yes. Curse me. Call me anything! This was wrong, dirty, and forbidden, but heavens know i dont give a fuck! He was my stepfather- Mum’s beloved husband and his students’ most jovial Professor Elias, but here with me, he’s my boy... “Spread it wider, mummy.” His hot voice fanned my thighs, “Let Eli wipe that wet floor.” “Arrrghh!” I yelled immediately his tongue touched my skin. “Moreee,” i didnt know when it escaped my lips subconsioulsy. His tongue was everything I needeed to diffuse me and reset my brain back to factory settings. I could feel myself getting closer to climaxing, his little gunts as he savoured my juices were gold. “Please….” I had to plead for his entrance. “Finger me” He wasn’t stopping, and I’d almost thought he wouldn’t stop when IT slipped into my wet cunt. “Fawwwwk!” It stopped until I was ready to assimilate it, then slowly, his finger slid in and out, getting me closer and closer until my sanity couldn’t sit still anymore. Pulling him by his long hair, I made him get up, even though the finger was still in me. “Fuck me harder, my boy.” “Mummy, this is a school…” The thrust slowed down. “Anyone could come in.” Damn! How much I hate being reminded that this was a school. We weren’t free at home as mum was always there to hug and make me jealous. Most of the time, we were alone after school, lodging in hotels and quickies at night or early morning before my mum woke up. This is not who I was three months ago. Three months ago, I was Love Daminimy mother’s daughter the school nerd and class president. But now, i was his pet, his mummy, his deadly secret. “Elias Marshmallow, will you marry me?”

Boycotting Mum's Marriage: Alpha Daddy is Mine Chapter 1

DAMINI

Mum’s palm landed on my cheek before I could blink. “I regret the day I gave up on aborting you!” she declared. “You’re the biggest mistake of my life, Damini!”

No words escaped my lips. No tears, no expression; I let her continue.

“If you think you can stop me from marrying Elias, then I would push you to suffer at your grandmother's." After this, she grabbed her bags. “Follow me, or stay here and wail your life away like you always do”

“But….” My voice cracked. “You promised dad you wouldn’t love another man. Have you forgotten about him so soon? It’s just six months since he died?”

Mum stopped for a second. Perhaps the humanity calling and I was almost getting my hopes up again but her devilish smile crashed it al in one go. “Fuck his dead dick! I’d rather die than live the rest of my life holding on to his shitty love” Then she barged away, brushing past me, almost sending me crashing to the floor.

My wolf whimpered in my head. But no. I wouldn’t fall or beg for her attention again. I wasn’t the Damini she used to know. “You don’t know who I am, Mum”

With that sad smirk, I picked my bag, the last photo frame that remained of dad, adjusted my Harry Potter doppelganger goggles and followed after her.

She wanted to marry Elias Marshmallow- My botany professor one night stand and mate...?

“I wish you a happy married life, Mum”

She rolled her eyes, and a little smile that I haven’t seen on her face for me lit up. “Now that’s my girl”

*

“Your room is opposite the guest room” Elias said, trying to avoid my gaze. “You can go in and settle down while I show your mother around”

I wanted to laugh so bad at his acting skills. Talking courteously like he never fucked me before?

“Darling, I want to see the swimming pool” Mum’s voice suddenly turned coy. “Leave Dami. She would find her way”

Elias wasn’t comfortable with that, I could see it in his eyes but faked a smile. “Yes sure…”

“Mum. You can explore the house yourself or later” I took his second hand before mum could pull him away. “I don’t want to get lost in this big mansion, let him come with me, hun?”

“Damini, are you…” Mum was about to explode, but looking at her new husband, she swallowed it. “Baby. The guestroom was just over there…”

“Mum you told me to adjust”

Her ego broke, but there’s nothing she could do. Gritting her teeth with anger, she let go of his hand. “Yes sure. Darling, I’m sorry to bother you, Damini could be a cry baby sometimes”

His smile this time was different. “She’s actually adorable. It’s fine”

“Enjoy the orientation alone mum. Daddy will help me arrange my things too”

“But you only wanted him to take you to your room….?” She could tear up at this moment.

I had opposed the idea of remarriage since she brought it up last week, even till this morning… But who knows her new husband was once mine?

I wrapped my fingers around Elias’s wrist and smiled sweetly at my mother. “Let’s go Daddy”

I’m done being a good girl for her. She doesn’t deserve it. She doesn’t deserve Elias either, and I don’t care what she feels any-more. I once did, but she took it for granted….

••••

“What the fuck, Miss Love?” Elias exploded as the door to my new room, closed after us. “Stepdaughter? You never told me you—”

“Shhhh” My finger landed on his lips. “I miss you, Eli”

Elias’s wolf flashed before his face, the body temperature calling for me, but the human in him avoided it, pushing me to the bed.

“Not until you tell me what the fuck is happening. Is that how you treat your mother?”

My chest tightened, but I bit my lip to taste the copper blood.

But attempted again. “Don’t you miss me? You promised to...” I reached out for his zipper.

Something under the jean stirred awake but Elias stepped back. “Miss Love talk to me, your mother is down there! You didn’t have a father?”

“She wasn’t my mother!” My voice came out stronger than I was expecting. “Yes I’m her daughter! But she wasn’t my mother, Professor Elias”

Elias ran his hand through his hair with frustration. “Will you please explain yourself?”

“My mother’s wolf was a stealer and to satisfy her wolf, she sleeps around.” The words tasting bitter as it rolled out of my tongue. “I wanted to make her stop, and be good for her by making sure I pass my exams and remain a top student, but all along, I was her mistake!”

“What are you trying to say?”

“My mum hates me, Elias” Tear tickled down, then I lowered my socks to show him the cane marks on my legs. “These are the tortures I endured as her daughter.”

Elias gasped with shock. “This is a fuckin child abuse!”

“I’m twenty two and have a weak wolf!” I met his eyes. “My father died six months ago.”

“Oh, I’m sorry about that… she didn’t tell me…”

I swallowed the lump in my throat sadly. “She must have hated dad a lot for being poor, I guess. That was why I opposed and didn’t know it was you”

Silence stretched between us, his gaze fixed on me.

“So that prom night...” he bent and reached for my jaw. “You seduced me because...”

“I didn’t know you were her husband until this morning”

“Then how do we do it? I can’t watch her maltreat you”

Something shook my heart as I flashed him my usual ‘I’m Okay’ smile. “I’m used to it. You can just ignore and….”

My breath caught in my throat as he bent his head and shut me up with a kiss. It deepened slightly, almost getting me wet but stopped mid-way.

“Miss Love….” His voice rough, like he was fighting something inside of him. “This can’t happen again”

All my hopes went crashing down. But I tried to process it by diverting the question, and indirectly giving him time to maybe say what I wanted to hear desperately. “Why do you get married to her? I mean why Mum of all people?”

“My Mother was her teacher and she paired us up. I agreed to the marriage to stop mum from arranging more women, and the last thing I’d want now is a stain to the name I was building all these while, and disappoint my mother”

I scoffed in confusion, finding it hard to assimilate his words. “So..What... What now happens between us?”

Another silence and I could notice his fist clenching. I almost reached out but he said the words before I’d even try touching him. “I hope this is our last intimacy, Miss Love. I’m your teacher, and now your stepfather, ”

The butterflies that sprouted from my belly died down instantly. Did he just call himself my stepfather?

Elias stepped back coldly but the fist still clenched. “I will never let her bully you again. I don’t care whatever life you two lead before this. Let’s keep a straight line and consider that night stand at school as a deadly mistake...”

My brain stuck dead for a split second until he was almost at the door.

Did he just…

“Wait!” My tongue acted before my brain.

He stopped, his hand already on the door handle and not turning around. I continued nevertheless since I’d started it… “Did you love my mum?”

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