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I’m Groomed For My SSS+ Alpha Daddy

After her pack is brutally slaughtered, a lone omega finds herself taken in by a powerful SSS+ Alpha. As the sole survivor of the massacre, she must navigate a world of danger and hierarchy under the protection of the strongest wolf in existence. Though he claims he is grooming her for greatness, the lines between duty and desire blur. Amidst rising tensions and secrets, she must discover her true value before the past catches up to them.
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Chapter 7

Marcus Pov

It was dark in the room. I didn't switch on the light, instead, I pulled in the stunned Elena.

I didn't reduce my strength. She wanted to be manhandled— and that, I’ll do to her.

She had tempted me. Stimulated my rut by releasing her pheromones. Now, my beast is out and I wouldn't be gentle with her.

Since she had asked me to use her, I will.

The thought of it made me breathe heavily.

Elena knelt on the floor. Her eyes looked around, and even while she tried to hide it, I could still smell her nervousness.

But—

There is no going back.

Soon, Elena’s scent covered the room. The reason I had pulled her to this room was that this place was specially made.

Omegas in heat have a strong and sweet scent, I don't want her to attract other Alphas.

My eyes narrowed.

I want her all to myself.

Mine alone.

I licked my lips at the sound of her soft moans. She was losing control, but that's what I wanted.

I strolled to the couch in the room, then sat down with my legs crossed.

Though I had the desire to fuck her right now, I had a stronger urge.

I want to see all of her.

My eyes darkened as I watched how weak she had become.

Her hair was wet with her sweat. It was scattered around her pink face.

Her hands were tugging her nightwear, and I could understand the heat.

She wanted to pull off her clothes.

I paused.

Elena had noticed my gaze. She looked at me with those charming eyes of hers— Those eyes made my dick twitch.

My blood churned.

I wiggled my fingers at her.

She understood.

Elena licked her lips and prepared to stand up.

I frowned.

“Crawl,” I commanded.

She trembled.

She pulled in her lips and bit seductively.

My breath caught in my throat. I gulped, then waited for her to crawl towards me.

Elena slowly crawled as I said.

Her eyes that held mine screamed of charms.

I fell into a daze just looking at them.

Her perky butt which I can't wait to spank wiggled as she moved.

She stopped in front of me.

Elena knelt. Her eyes stared at me obediently as she awaited my other orders.

I didn't let her wait for long though.

I bent forward, grabbed her chin and pulled her closer.

I cursed under my breath at the smell of her arousal.

So sweet… I really want to eat her whole.

She raised her head, and I let my finger slide into her parted lips.

She closed her eyes and slumped on my middle finger which was inside her mouth.

I gasped. The sensation of her wet mouth made my lower abdomen coil.

I wanted more. So I pulled her hair and jerked her head up until her neck stretched forward.

My fist tightened on her hair, and with my cold eyes fixed on her expression, I forced her mouth open and slid in two more fingers.

“Mhm~”

My eyes darkened.

Her moans sounded so inviting.

Elena rolled her naughty tongue all over my fingers which caused vibration all over my body.

I felt it from my fingers down to my toes.

I sucked on my breath.

My imagination ran wild— My dick in her mouth would be…

Shit.

My eyes grew more wild.

I forced her mouth open and pulled in all five fingers.

She choked and coughed heavily.

I didn't release her. I pulled her hair even more tightly, then wiggled my fingers that were inside her mouth.

I touched her soft gum, then skated it all over her teeth, then slid it through her tongue and went down her soft throat.

Her eyes went wide.

She choked on my fingers. Tears dropped down the corner of her eyes.

I didn't remove my fingers. I leaned down and slid my tongue on the corner of her eyes.

She shivered at the sensations of my tongue and unconsciously sucked in my fingers deeper.

I felt the itch. My body burned like lava.

It begged to be touched. But—

I have a lot to do. I wanted to show Elena what I meant by the word dangerous.

I didn't push out my fingers, I filled her mouth with them.

My tongue, which was on her face, glided slowly to her ear.

I captured her ear with my teeth and gave it a gentle bite.

She let out a cry. Her voice was sweet and lustful.

The corner of my lips curled.

My eyes darkened.

Then— I bite her earlobe fiercely.

Her body shook. Tears fell. Her tongue slid out but I pushed it back in with my fingers and went deeper down her throat.

She inhaled my fingers. She swallowed it until I was touching the softest and warmest part of her mouth.

As she sucked it like she was licking a lollipop, she released more pheromones.

She is excited.

I chuckled.

I didn't let her sweetness end. I released her ear which I had bitten, then took it into my mouth and sucked.

I petted the tip of my tongue on her earlobe, then bit again, and repeated the action until she was shaking terribly and holding onto my arm.

I allowed her to continue sucking my fingers.

I pulled her closer again. Then hatched onto her exposed neck.

I inhaled her scent.

My eyes burned intoxicatedly.

I wanted more… my body was burning for something wild and crazy.

My fingers that held her hair loosen up slowly.

I moved my head to face her.

Her eyes remained closed. Her breathing came out heavy and I could see the tip of her pink tongue peaking out sexily.

I removed my fingers from her ravenous mouth.

She groaned in dissatisfaction.

I chuckled, then patted her cheeks heavily.

Elena opened her eyes, but I didn't stop patting those cheeks until they were red, soft and elastic.

She gasped and let out unintelligible murmurs as she looked at me.

“Do you know I am?”

My eyes darkened at her plumped lips that parted.

“Mhm~ Alpha…”

I chuckled.

“Alpha— Who?”

I slid my wet finger down to her neck. She trembled.

“Marcus!”

I let out energy from my fingers and caressed her throat.

She choked and coughed out.

My eyes lit up seeing her tears.

“You’re wrong.” I smirked, “Today, I’m your Alpha Daddy.”

I teased as I slid my finger to her chest, then inside her clothes.

She panted.

My eyes turned impatient, and with one smooth movement, I tore off her night gown.

Her eyes flashed open in shock.

I moved backwards and nodded in satisfaction at her smooth naked body.

Dark thoughts gathered in the eyes that caressed her body.

My blood boiled in excitement.

“Omega.”

Startled, Elena looked at me in confusion.

I maintained eye contact. I wanted to see through her thoughts.

But— all I saw were desire and obsession.

“I love obedient omegas. All you need to do is listen to orders.” I murmured, voice low and dangerous.

She sat up and paid full attention. Though I knew she was leaking.

I nodded in satisfaction.

So obedient.

I leaned back on the couch. My thighs spread apart.

Her doe eyes awaited my instructions.

I didn't let her wait too long. I was impatient as well.

I dropped my eyes to the remaining pieces of her clothes.

“Strip!”

She gaped.

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