Daddy Alpha, I’m In HeatUpdated at Nov 9, 2025, 19:41
⚠️ WARNING: This book is 90% sex, 100% sin, and absolutely fucking erotic. Read it only if you’re ready to squirm in your seat, soak your sheets, and finger yourself. This is not soft. It’s not romantic. It’s a brutal, addictive, knot-dripping fantasy about one desperate Omega in heat and the two Alpha monsters who ruin her. If you’re looking for gentle touches or sweet kisses, stop right here. But if you want to be bent over, split open, knotted so deep you cry, and filled again before you can beg for mercy, then Spread your thighs. Grab the lube. And surrender.~~
I came on this cruise to relax. I didn’t come expecting to wake up soaked in wetness, humping my pillow, moaning for my best friend’s daddy while heat flushed through my belly like wildfire. But Alpha Connor smelled me. And the second he did, he snapped. He barged into my room with that Alpha snarl in his throat and fucked me like my body belonged to him. He bent me over his bed and shoved his cock so deep into my pussy I screamed into the sheets. He didn’t stop when I cried. He didn’t stop when I begged. He made me choke on my moans until his knot locked us together, and his cum poured into me in thick, hot waves.
I was still leaking when the second Alpha came. A heir with blood on his hands and zero patience. He tied me down, and told me I’d take every inch of him, and I did. He rammed into me while I was still dripping with Connor’s cum, fucked me open, and knotted me like I was his personal fucktoy.
But what none of us knew is this: My heat isn’t normal. It bonds. It corrupts. It spreads. Now they’re obsessed. Possessive. Jealous. They don’t want to share me, but they can’t let go. And I don’t want them to. I want them fighting over me. I want their knots side by side, stretching my holes while they argue over whose pup I’ll carry. I want their cum dripping down my thighs, mixed together and shoved back inside with their fingers while I whimper for more. I am their Omega. Their favorite toy.Their heat-drunk slut.And their filthy little secret they can’t hide anymore.
So here’s your final warning: Don’t read this unless you’re ready to touch your clit. Because this book will fuck you so hard, you’ll beg for your own knot. And you’ll love every depraved, dripping, brutal second of it.