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Boycotting Mum's Marriage: Alpha Daddy is Mine Novel Cover

Boycotting Mum's Marriage: Alpha Daddy is Mine

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?”
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Chapter 4

DAMINI’S POV

“Damn that old woman!” Mum cursed as she made breakfast. “Why was she even awake at 11!”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, my heart pounding. “I should have switched my phone off. It’s my fault”

“So what did she want?”

“Nothing much” I sipped the coffee. “Asked about school, you and…” My breath hitched.

I can’t tell her about the mate bond!

“What else?”

“Em….The house, She’s asking if we still lived there”

Mum hissed, serving the food as she scoffed. “Her son took after I think. Always asking unnecessary questions. Anyway, call Eli, food is ready”

I throttled upstairs absentmindedly, Grandma’s call and the mate bond replacing my usual early morning thoughts on how to escape bullying at school.

“Come down, breakfast’s ready” I knocked lazily, ready to turn to leave, but the door opened itself.

“Are you there?” I ventured inside. “Mum said, breakfast….”

“Breakfast?” His magnetic voice rang from the bathroom, turning my head, he was naked- stark naked, like an Adam.

I was breathtaking for what I couldn’t count to be minutes or seconds. Green eyes blazing beautifully like an hollywood actor, and the hair….

“Hey” He snapped me out of my trance. “You okay?”

I shook my head and straighten my back. “You.. You shouldn’t be walking around this house like this….”

His brow furrowed. “Miss Love are you okay? You came into my room”

“Oh…”

Fuck it! I’d spaced out too much. “I… I’m fine. I’m just thinking about last night. My grandma…”

He’d drapped a towel around his groin, the furrow dissolved into something I couldn’t call confusion or reluctance.

He advanced towards me. “What about last night? Do you want to do it again?”

“Eli, that’s not what I’m saying, I…”

He grabbed my jaw, cutting me off. His expression now properly decoded- he was trying to skip my question, distracting me from talking about the call by sounding sexual.

I wanted to push him off, that this wasn’t the time f0r this but heavens know I loved this. Perhaps this would wake me up from this new delusion.

“Your wife is downstairs, Dad”

His playful smirk contradicted the same man that shut me off yesterday. “Your mum sent you to me…..for breakfast”

His hand was already on his favorite spot—my chest. The neck top i had on making things easier than last night and because of how loose the dress was, I had just a tube on, with no bra.

Electric gushed to my blood veins as his hand touched my nipple. “I prefer this breakfast to your mum’s”

“Remember she made me?”

“I don’t care”

Within a blink of an eye, we were on each other by the wall. His fresh showered body heat warming me up and corrupting my thought.

Last night didn’t end well, and even the goodnight kiss felt bland. But this….. I caught his already bulging member through the threathning towel, my second hand on his chest, playing with his nipple as he kissed me wildly, madly, and hungrily.

The towel was almost slipping off his groins, my hands off it, he stopped. “Would you love to suck on Eli, Love?”

“What do it get for that?” My voice surprisingly turned seductive, back sliding down, ready to devour.

“Anything Love wants, Love gets” He slowly let loose of the towel, and dancing before me was his eight inch cock, with invitingly pink cap.

“You… You’re so big” I couldn’t help but confess.

He pulled my hand on it. “Get to work, or get caught by Cece”

I set to work, rubbing it slowly… abut to dip it in….

”Darling!”

Mum!

I was on my feet in the next minute, both of us frozen in shock.

I wasn’t ready to get caught, even though my desperate wish right now is to end this shitty marriage, but definitely not this way.

“What are you doing!” I snapped, pulling the towel to cover him, “She’s coming!”

Just as I was about dropping my hand from his groin after tying the towel, Mum came in.

“Surprise….” Another voice said beside her.

Elias turned at the sight of that. “Mrs Marsh?”

••••

The breakfast table was cold. The old lady’s glare was like an hawk, eyeing a chick it would soon devour.

Elias was on a hot seat, I could guess. Grinding his teeth and trying to get his mother’s attention.

“Mrs Marsh, you didn’t tell you were coming, and last night….”

She shot him a deadly glance. “Last night what!? So it’s a crime to come to my son’s place unannounced?”

My mum emerged from the kitchen with an additional dish. “No, aunt. It’s good that you came”

“You’re such a good woman” The woman smiled at mum. “I’m happy I choose you”

I almost laughed at that. Lucky to chose my mum?

“Then I’d go get ready for classes. Eat without me” Elias said, getting up like he was pressed.

His mother’s glare was commanding, showing off the badass Alpha lady energy as she commanded him. “Sit down! I came to have breakfast with you and your new family”

Elias sat back without complain, but his actions and expression showing that he wasn’t ready to receive his mother yet.

I used this as my cue to jump to my feet. “I’m still a student and the class monitor, I shouldn’t arrive late.”

Before anyone could stop me, I was at the stairs, bolting to my room like thunder.

Sitting before his mother could drain my energy, if not my sense with those hawk eyes.

“That was close” I breathed when I got to my room at last.

A few minutes later….

I’d dressed up, ready for school when Mum came in, her expression different from the ‘good woman’ earlier.

“go and have your meal, the woman has gone out with her son” she said, sitting on the bed.

I said nothing. Resumed my arrangements.

She scoffed when she got no response. “Damini, can we talk about us?”

“What about us, Mum?”

Mum jumped to my side, almost angrily. “What were you really doing with Elias earlier! Why are you two that close!?”

My heart sank. She still hasn’t forgotten even though Elias and I lied perfectly?

“Mum, what are you talking about. I told you he was helping me check my eyes”

She grabbed my hand with an evil smirk. “Were you going to tell him anything about my wolf or my past?”

“What!?” I had to yell for a second. “Mum! What do you take me for?”

“Stop your tomfoolery now and tell me what the fuck is going on!” She snapped at me. “Did you think I didn’t notice? Daddy this. Daddy that!”

I became perturbed looking directly into her eyes. She noticed something…. Finally… is this the end?

“I… I can explain” I began with gated breath. “I didn’t know….”

Dropped my hand, now scoffing. “You didn’t know what!? You wanted to ruin my happiness so bad that you have to do this to me, Damini?”

Tears choked my throat. Perhaps this was the best time to tell her what I had and shared with Elias.

The least she could do was to disown me — which is exactly what I seemed to need right now.

But… why does it feel so hard to just say.

“Mum, I will explain!”

“Yes! Explain how he knew I was forty years old and not the thirty-five that I lied about, and explain what you’re telling him about me yesterday when you guys went to the mall alone!”

I blinked. “Wait, What!?”

“Who else knows my real age except you!”

Her shriek would have scare the hell out of me but dawg! I felt relieved. She was still on and about her vanity!

“Mum, I’m late for class”

I rushed out before another outburst from her.

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