MATED TO FATHER, FATED TO SONS Chapter 127: HIS DIRTY LITTLE SLUT

RYKER

I couldn’t fucking sleep last night knowing she was in my father’s room.

In his bed.

The thought of his hands on her body, the body I had just claid hours before, made my wolf claw at my insides with pure rage.

She was mine. Not his. Mine.

I had fucked her first. I had tasted her. I had made her scream my na while my cock was buried deep inside her tight pussy. That made her mine regardless of whatever bullshit mating arrangents they were planning.

I laid in my bed staring at the ceiling all night, imagining him touching her. Imagining his hands where my hands had been. My mind wouldn’t stop torturing with images of them together.

Every ti I closed my eyes, I saw her underneath him instead of underneath .

It made want to break things. Specifically, my father’s face.

When dawn finally broke, I went straight to her room and let myself in. I had a key to every room in this house. Perks of being the heir who everyone assud would be Alpha one day.

I sat on her bed and waited, my jaw clenched so tight it hurt. My hands were fists on my thighs.

When the bathroom door finally opened and she walked out in just a towel with another wrapped around her hair, water droplets still clinging to her skin, sothing inside snapped completely.

"What the fuck?" She jumped back, clutching the towel. "How did you get in here?"

I stood up and walked towards her slowly, deliberately, like a predator stalking prey.

She backed away until her back hit the wall and I was right in front of her, my hands on either side of her head, trapping her completely.

"Did he fuck you?" I demanded, my eyes going to her neck looking for bite marks or hickeys.

She stared at like I was insane.

"Answer !" I yelled, losing control. "Did my father fuck you last night?"

"That’s none of your business." Her voice shook but she tried to sound defiant.

"None of my business?" I slamd my hand against the wall beside her head, making her flinch. "You’re mine. That makes it my fucking business what you do with your pussy."

"I don’t belong to anyone." She lifted her chin stubbornly. "I’m not your toy you can claim."

"You gave yourself to last night." I leaned closer until our faces were inches apart. "You let fuck you. You let my cock inside you. You let fill you up. That makes you mine."

"I gave myself to you AND Rowan." She pushed against my chest weakly. "And now I’m being mated to your father. So I’m nobody’s."

That made my blood boil with untad fury.

"You think you can just fuck and then go spread your legs for my father?" I grabbed her face roughly, forcing her to look at . "Let him put his cock where mine was? That’s not how this works."

"Let go, Ryker."

"No." I crushed my mouth against hers, kissing her hard, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth and claiming it.

She made a sound of protest but her body lted into , kissing back just as hard, her tongue eting mine.

I pulled back slightly, breathing hard. "Your mouth says no but your pussy was dripping wet for last night. Soaking my cock. You can’t lie to ."

"Fuck you." She glared at with those amber eyes.

"You already did." I smirked. "And you scread my na when you ca all over my cock. Multiple tis."

"That was a mistake." She tried to push away again. "It shouldn’t have happened."

"But it did." My hands moved to the towel around her waist. "And I’m going to remind you exactly who you belong to."

"Stop it." Her voice was weak, breathy, unconvincing.

I ripped the towel off roughly and it fell to the floor, exposing her completely naked body to . Still wet from the shower, water droplets running down her skin.

"Ryker—"

I captured her mouth again, kissing her hard while my hands grabbed her ass, squeezing roughly, spreading her cheeks. She kissed back despite the protest in her moans, her body responding, pressing against .

My mouth moved down her neck, biting and sucking hard enough to bruise, hard enough to leave marks my father would see.

"You can’t—" She gasped as my hands moved to her breasts, groping them roughly, squeezing hard.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want." I squeezed harder, pinching her nipples between my fingers and twisting. "Because this body is mine. These tits are mine. This pussy is mine."

My mouth moved lower, sucking her nipple into my mouth hard, biting it, making her gasp.

She moaned loudly, her hands going to my hair and pulling hard.

"Tell you’re mine." I switched to her other breast, biting harder, leaving teeth marks.

"No." Her voice was shaky, breathless.

"Your pussy was so fucking tight around my cock last night." My hand slid down between her legs roughly. "Squeezing . I bet you’re already wet thinking about it. Thinking about my cock stretching you open."

She was soaking wet, dripping.

"Fuck, you’re dripping wet." I circled her clit roughly with my fingers. "Such a dirty little slut, getting wet for when you’re about to be mated to my father. You’re disgusting."

"This doesn’t an—" She gasped loudly as I shoved two fingers inside her roughly, no warning.

"Doesn’t an what?" I pumped hard and fast, curling my fingers. "That you’re a slut who can’t control herself around ? That your pussy gets wet the second I touch you?"

"Stop—" Her protest died as I added a third finger, stretching her, and hit her g-spot hard and deliberately.

"Tell you won’t fuck my father." I increased my pace, fucking her hard with my fingers, the wet sounds obscene. "Tell you won’t let him inside this tight pussy."

"I can’t promise that." She was breathing hard now, panting.

"Wrong fucking answer." I pulled my fingers out completely and she whimpered at the loss, her hips pushing forward seeking my touch.