Breed Me. Daddy Alpha – Chapter 161
~Damon~

The car smelled like her.

Even with the windows cracked and the engine humming, her scent lingered on the leather like a fucking reminder.

My cock was still sore from how good she sucked my dick. My palm still tingled from how hard I grabbed her hair. The Bluetooth crackled, then connected.

“You’ve got three minutes,” I said, putting the call on speaker as I adjusted the steering wheel and leaned back into the seat. My voice was clipped, controlled, sharp enough to draw blood. “Say something useful.”

The man on the other end stammered.

Of course he did.