Chapter 18 The Forbidden Touch ~Lyra~ "This dress is too short" His voice didn't shout It didn't need to It rolled through the room like thunder in slow motion. It was obvious he was f*****g serious. My heart dropped My throat tightened Because it wasn't just a statement Tasha laughed like a devil in glitter "No Daddy it's not" she said with that sugary sweet bratty tone she always used when she was testing him " this is what girls our age wear now you don't want us looking like widows do you" She twirled once like a spoiled little princess then shoved me forward like I was her personal offering "Just look at what I did to Lyra" she said proudly "look at her outfit isn't she beautiful" I stumbled The heels wobbled beneath me but I caught myself Barely And when I looked up He was already staring Damon Shirtless now. Tattoos licking across his chest like they'd been carved by fire and possession Sweatpants slung low on his hips Whiskey in one hand Heat rolling off him in waves But it was his eyes that undressed me That f****d me That made me tremble from the inside out He didn't blink Didn't look away Didn't even try to hide the fact that he was staring straight at my cunt 1710 < The Forbidden Touch Right where the mesh stretched tight between my thighs. My lips were pink and swollen and pressed against the fabric like they were begging to be bitten His jaw flexed His eyes darkened And then he took a slow sip of his drink Didn't say a word Just kept watching Like he was already imagining how he'd take me apart Like he was already tasting it Tasha giggled again "You should thank me" she said "she was gonna wear a robe" He didn't respond Didn't even glance her way His attention was locked on me like a predator eyeing the only prey in a room full of ghosts He stepped forward One slow step Then another Until I could feel the heat of his chest The sharp scent of whiskey and sin on his breath The outline of his c**k thick and heavy beneath the soft cotton He towered over me And when he spoke again it was quieter than before "Upstairs" Tasha blinked "what" He didn't repeat it He just turned his head a fraction of an inch and looked at her That was all it took She huffed Rolled her eyes And left Muttering something under her breath as she disappeared into the hall But I couldn't hear her *) 48 Prints Y VID The Forbidden Touch Couldn't hear anything Because he was still there In front of me And I was alone Again With him With the man who had dragged me into heat with nothing but a look With the man who hadn't even f****d me yet but already had my body weeping for him He stepped closer His fingers brushed the edge of the dress Slid over my hip Around the curve of my waist Down to the bare skin of my ass where he gripped me and pulled me against him His c**k pressed between us Hard Thick f*****g angry "This isn't a dress" he said "it's bait" I couldn't breathe I couldn't think He was touching me and I was unraveling He dragged his hand up Over my spine To the back of my neck where he fisted my hair and forced my face to his "You know what happens to bait little girl" I shook my head Barely Trembling I couldn't stop trembling Not with his hand gripping the back of my neck like he owned it Not with the heat of his c**k pressed thick and pulsing against the mess between my legs Not with the sound of his voice dripping into my ear like venom and honey О 44 Points > 710 The Forbidden Touch He didn't move fast He moved like a man who already knew the ending Like a man who'd already broken me in his head a thousand different ways And was now deciding which one would make me scream the loudest He dragged his mouth along my jaw Slow Hot Wet His breath slid down my throat like the promise of something filthy Then he dropped to his knees Just like that Damon. Alpha Father Killer Knelt in front of me like he was about to f*****g worship Or devour His hands gripped my thighs Fingers spread Digging into the softness like he was measuring how far he'd split them I was already leaking Already clenching Already soaking the damn mesh that barely existed He didn't lift the dress He didn't need to He bent Opened his mouth And licked straight through the fabric I cried out The heat of his tongue The scrape of his teeth The suction of his lips dragging along my soaked cunt through the mesh O + Points X 4/10 The Forbidden Touch I couldn't breathe He groaned low Dark Like he'd just tasted the drug he'd been starving for Then he gripped the hem Fisted it And ripped the f*****g dress up over my hips in one brutal motion My p***y was bare now Open Exposed Dripping in front of his face like an offering Like a f*****g feast "f**k," he growled "You're soaked" I whimpered My legs shook He hadn't even kissed it bare yet He leaned in Licked me again Skin to skin now Tongue dragging up my folds Flattening against my clit Sucking it into his mouth so hard my knees gave out He caught me Threw one arm around my waist Pulled me against his mouth like he needed it to breathe And then he f*****g devoured me No teasing No warning Just full-on sucking Lapping Groaning like my p***y was a curse and he was swallowing it to save his soul 310 * Fonts 3 The Forbidden Touch "Damon..fuck.." I couldn't finish He shoved two fingers inside me Deep Thick Curved them Hooked them f****d them into me like he was punishing my cunt for daring to look that pretty in front of him My eyes rolled back My mouth opened in a silent scream His tongue didn't stop Circling my clit Sucking it in Flicking it with filthy expertise while his fingers stretched me open I was losing it Losing myself My legs couldn't hold me up So he pushed me Back Hard Until I hit the bar Then he lifted my leg Hooked it over his shoulder And kept eating Wet sounds echoed through the room as his mouth f****d my cunt like he wanted to drown in it "Please..."I gasped "Please I'm....I'm gonna.." He didn't stop He didn't f*****g stop If anything He went harder His fingers pistoned into me C 6/70 The Forbidden Touch His tongue brutal on my clit Slick everywhere My juices smeared across his mouth Down his chin Dripping onto the floor My orgasm hit like lightning. Cracked through my spine Lit up every nerve Every inch Every f****d up ache inside me I came with a scream And he didn't stop Not even then He kept going f*****g my orgasm out of me like he was wringing it from my soul My body convulsed My hands clawed at the edge of the bar My head fell back "Too much..." He growled "Take it" Then he stood Still fully clothed Still hard His mouth was soaked with me Shiny with my slick His lips glistened as he licked them slowly "I haven't even started yet," he whispered He turned me around Bent me over the bar Ripped the mesh down the middle And pressed his c**k to my entrance 111 +0 Points 10 The Forbidden Touch I was still pulsing from the orgasm Still trembling from the taste of his mouth But I spread my legs And waited for the stretch Because I knew He was going to break me open next. His c**k was right there. Pressed at my entrance. Thick, hot, pulsing like it had a f*****g heartbeat. My p***y was already parted for him, lips slick and swollen and weeping from the way he'd just devoured me with his mouth. I was still bent over the edge of the bar, breath caught in my throat, thighs trembling like I'd been drugged on heat. His hand was firm on my hip, gripping me like he was about to shove that c**k in and f**k the air out of my lungs. "You ready to be ruined now, little girl?" His voice was a growl, buried in my ear, hot as hell and twice as wicked. I nodded. Tried to answer. But no sound came out. Just a whimper. Just a pathetic little noise as he rolled his hips forward and the head of his c**k pressed harder against the dripping mess between my legs. My walls clenched before he even pushed in. I could already feel the stretch, the burn, the brutal width that would split me open and leave me wrecked for days. And then. "Daddy!" The voice sliced through the tension like a f*****g blade. As my body jerked. His hand flew off my hip. The weight of his c**k disappeared. His grip loosened as footsteps echoed down the hallway. "Daddy, are you still down here?" Tasha. f**k. He turned me around fast. Hands moving like he'd done this before. He shoved the torn mesh dress down over my thighs, not that it did anything to hide the slick still glistening between my legs. His hands were rough, fast, yanking me upright, tucking a stray curl behind my ear like that would somehow erase the fact that I was still gasping, still leaking, still trembling from the orgasm he'd just shoved down my throat with his tongue. He took one step back. Then another. 8/10 The Forbidden Touch His chest was still bare. His c**k still hard. His jaw still tight like he'd just been cockblocked mid-exorcism. And then she appeared. Tasha. Heels. Glitter. Phone in hand. Bouncing like she hadn't just walked in on sin. She didn't see anything. Thank the moon goddess. Didn't notice how red my cheeks were or how uneven my breathing was or how my legs couldn't stop trembling. "Daddy, please!" she whined, racing toward him. "One of our girls just called. The party is already on fire. Like it's lit, Daddy. They said there's this guy with a yacht, and apparently he's scouting for a new wife, and you know Angel's already taking pictures and I swear if we don't get there now, we'll miss everything!" She clutched his arm like a child begging for candy. Her voice was breathless. Her excitement infectious. But Damon didn't look at her. He was looking at me. Right at me. Eyes locked on the space between my thighs like he was memorizing the taste of me. My slick was still drying on his beard. I knew it. He knew it. Tasha didn't. "Daddy, please," she said again. Her tone shifted. Softer now. "Please. Can we go? I've been waiting all day." He took a slow breath. Exhaled through his nose like he was trying to calm a storm. Then finally. "Fine," he said. "But make sure you stay safe." "I will, Daddy. I promise." She kissed his cheek and started to turn, then paused. "Can I take your car?" Damon looked at her like she'd just suggested murder. "Hell no, Tasha." She gasped. "Come on, Daddy. You have, like, hundreds of cars." 9/10 After years of devotedly caring for her family, she was met with relentless ingratitude from her husband and son—who even brazenly vowed to form a "real family" with a glamorous actress. Heartbroken b...