MY DARK CRAVINGS: Forbidden Daddies Taboo Story
“Please…. Daddy, I want you here,” She begged, her voice trembling in the quiet room.
He stepped closer, his presence commanding, absolute. He knew he should walk away, but the temptation was already too deep.
A collection of raw taboo stories where forbidden relationships, powerful Daddies take what they crave from the innocent women who were never meant to be theirs. These intense stories push every boundary — where temptation turns into complete surrender and desire burns hotter than reason.
Stepbrothers, guardians, authority figures… they claim without asking. They dominate.
Expect possessive hands, whispered commands, breathless tension, and relationships that shatter every rule. These are not sweet love stories. These are raw stories of total submission to the DARKEST CRAVINGS.
Warning: Contains mature themes, intense power dynamics, and highly sensual situations.
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Chapter: MY SUGAR DADDY(4)Sandra POV Two days passed in a strange, careful silence. We did not speak about the office. We did not touch. We moved around each other in the house like people who had survived something and were still deciding whether it had been a disaster or a beginning. At breakfast Leonard read the news on his tablet and answered Mom’s questions in the same even voice he always used. At dinner he asked me about my classes as if nothing had changed. Only his eyes gave him away, every time they landed on me, they lingered a second too long before he forced them away. I told myself I could live with the tension. I lasted until Thursday night. Mom went upstairs at half past ten with a cup of tea and her book. I heard her door close, then the soft click of her lamp. The house settled into that deep quiet that only came when she was fully asleep. I lay in bed for nearly an hour, restless, replaying the way Leonard had bent me over his desk and the way he had looked afterward like he alread
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Chapter: MY SUGAR DADDY(3)Sandra POV He straightened and fucked me properly then—hard, steady, possessive strokes that made the desk creak in a slow, deliberate rhythm. One hand remained on my hip, its fingers clenching the soft, fleshy skin so firmly that I knew there would be a mark there by the morning. The other had settled on my neck and in my hair, and had sunk so deep that I arched my neck and tilted my face toward the darkened ceiling, forcing every breath out in a strain. I came faster than I expected. It was intense and abrupt, and my throat was choked, I tried to stifle a scream as it ripped through me. My body was gripping him with strong waves, and for each pulse, it was pulling me harder against the wood, and it felt so good and just a little bit painful. Leonard cursed under his breath and continued to thrust through, making each wave last longer than I could possibly endure, dragging it out until my legs shook and my knees would not bend anymore. The sound of him moving in me was wet, soft
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-10-16
Chapter: MY SUGAR DADDY(2)Sandra POV I lasted until the next night. Mom had gone upstairs at nine with a glass of wine and her tablet, the migraine from the previous day still lingering like a dull weight behind her eyes. The house settled into that particular quiet it only reached when she was in her room with the door closed—the kind of silence that made every floorboard and distant pipe sound louder than it should. After waiting 20 minutes, and then another 10, I stood in my bedroom with my heart pounding in my throat until the danger seemed almost reasonable. Leonard was at his office. I had heard the door close earlier, the soft click of the latch that always meant he would be working late, papers spread out, whiskey within reach. I didn’t bother with shoes. The hallways seemed longer than normal, the carpet under my feet seemed too soft and too revealing of every movement. When I reached his office I didn’t knock. I just twisted the knob and stepped in. He had a desk before him with his sleeves
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-10-16
Chapter: BOOK TEN: MY SUGAR DADDYSandra’s POV I found the statements by accident. It was almost eleven at night. Mom had gone to bed early with one of her migraines, the kind that left her door closed and the hallway quiet. I had only gone into Leonard’s home office looking for a spare charger. The bottom drawer of his desk wasn’t fully closed. When I pulled it open to push it shut, three envelopes shifted and slid forward. My name was on every one of them. I recognised the bank logos immediately. These were the credit cards I had been carefully hiding for months — the ones I opened when my real father cut me off. The ones he had laughed about when I finally swallowed my pride and asked for help. Figure it out yourself, Sandra. You’re not a child anymore. I sat down in Leonard’s chair, heart beating too fast, and opened the first envelope. Paid in full. The second one. Paid in full. The third. Same thing. Every statement showed the same pattern. Overdue notices. Late fees. Then a single clean payment
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-10-15
Chapter: THRUST ME HARDER, RICHIE(8)Rose POV The storm began to change by late afternoon. The wind still howled, but the sound had lost some of its sharp edge. Snow no longer slammed against the windows with the same force. Somewhere far off, a low mechanical noise cut through the white noise of the blizzard for a few seconds before vanishing again. Richard heard it first. He stood at the kitchen window, coffee gone cold in his hand, and stared out at the gray wall of snow. “Did you hear that?” I asked from the doorway. He nodded once. “Plow. Or a truck. Still far.” My stomach tightened. The cabin had felt sealed from the world for days. The idea of the outside reaching us again landed heavy. We spent the rest of the afternoon in quiet motion. Richard checked the generator in the garage. I sorted the last of the food. Neither of us spoke much about the sound we had heard. The air between us stayed thick with everything left unfinished from the morning—his breeding talk, the way he had filled me, the quiet pro
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-10-15
Chapter: THRUST ME HARDER, RICHIE(7)Rose POV I woke to the sound of the storm still screaming against the windows. The snow was pushed further up against the window. There was a light that filtered through that was flat and gray. Richard's arm was pressing down on my hips. His warmth was pressing against my back in my chest. For a few seconds I stayed still, listening to his slow breathing and the wind outside. The night before was like a bruise in my body, soft. We had not gone past the words and the skin. But his honesty still lingered, his confession, my own admission, his holding me as if it didn't matter what happened in the rest of the world. I shifted slightly. His arm tightened. “You are awake,” he whispered to my hair. He spoke in a hoarse whisper. “But the storm hasn't calmed.” “No,” my hand moved down to his, before his hand went back to the soft curve of my stomach. “Neither have I.” These words had the same message he had given me before we went to bed. This time they landed differently. The
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-10-11
Chapter: CHAPTER 106AFTER THE STORMLeona POVI woke up late that morning… later than usual. I don’t really know why, maybe because the rain had stopped in the night and the quiet felt too soft, like it was holding me. I just laid there for a bit, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember when peace stopped feeling strange.It’s funny, I used to wake up scared, like every sound meant something bad was about to happen. Now the only thing I hear is the seagulls fighting outside and the pipes groaning when the water heater kicks in. It’s weird, I like that sound now. It feels like proof that this place exists… that I exist.The apartment’s small, nothing fancy. Two rooms, one big enough for a couch that sags too much on one side, and the other just my bed and a mirror that came with the place. I never fixed the crack in the mirror. I kinda like it. It splits my reflection right down the middle, like it’s reminding me I used to be two people — the one that survived, and the one that didn’t.I made coffee, t
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-20
Chapter: CHAPTER. 105 AFTER EVERYTHINGLeona POV Morning came too soft. The kind of soft that almost feels fake, like the sky forgot what storms were. I woke up before the sun really settled in, the sheets tangled around me like they were trying to keep me from getting up. My body felt heavy but my mind… it was loud. That strange whisper again, the one that had been sitting at the back of my skull for days — go back.I didn’t want to. God, I didn’t. But there it was, that ache that doesn’t shut up no matter how much peace you pretend to have. I laid there staring at the ceiling, tracing the cracks like they might spell out something, and all I could think about was that house. The estate. The one I swore I’d never see again.But it wasn’t the house really. It was him. I really needed to see him.I guess cassie was right, even if it was for one last time.I got up slow, my legs shaky. I didn’t even eat, just threw on jeans and that white shirt I liked because it made me feel lighter. The locket hung cold
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 104SEEING CASSIE AGAIN Leona POV Staying alone filled with built up peace is the best feeling I ever wanted. I found myself at the seashore of the beach, which somewhat now looked smaller, or maybe it was just me who got bigger, heavier with all the things I didn’t say. I was early, too early, and I kept thinking maybe she won’t come, maybe she moved on like everyone else did. The sea smelled like metal and salt, the kind that sticks to your skin and makes you feel too alive. I was cold even with the sun out. I kept pulling my sleeves down, hiding the old scar on my wrist like it could still say something I didn’t want it to. And then I heard her laugh. That crazy, beautiful, loud laugh that cracked open everything I’d been trying to hold together. Cassie. She came running like a storm, nearly tripping on the sand, yelling my name. “LEONAAA!” She stretched it out too long, like she didn’t want to let go of the last vowel. Before I could stand, she crashed into me, hugging me so t
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 103 LETTING GO OF MY OLD SELFLeona POVI had just stepped out of my therapy class. Marco was still at the waiting room waiting patiently for me. Smiling he walked up to where I stood, I didn’t think he’d really mean it when he said it, “Let me take you out, Leo. Dinner treat, just us”It sounded like something out of a different life, one I barely remembered anymore, a world before therapy, before nightmares had faces and names.He looked… soft, almost. Or maybe I was just tired, too tired to see the sharpness in him.“Ready?” he asked. His voice wasn’t rough like before, just careful, like I might shatter if he said the wrong word.“I think so,” I replied, even though I wasn’t. My hands still shook when I held my small clutch bag, and the walls still moved sometimes when the room went too quiet. But I wanted to try. Maybe because of him, or maybe because I wanted to feel human again.----The restaurant was too warm. Or maybe it was just me. The air felt thick, like it had been holdin
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 102 MEETING A THERAPISTLeona POV I didn’t wanna go, not really. I voluntarily agreed because Marco wouldn’t stop looking at me like like I was some cracked thing he couldn’t glue back together but was still trying anyway and I could really see through his struggles.Morning light was already cutting through the curtains when I sat on the edge of the bed. My legs felt heavy. My chest too. Everything just… weighed. Marco was still in the shower, steam crawling out under the bathroom door, and I just stared at my reflection in the mirror across the room. My hair was a mess, mascara still smudged from last night — from crying, from everything.He said therapy would help. He said it like it was simple. Like sitting in front of some stranger and ripping my chest open would make me better.Better.What even is that anymore?I tried to breathe but my throat felt thick. The air stuck there like glue. I kept hearing Giovanni’s voice in my head — that lazy, calm way he talked, like the world was
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 101I NEED A THERAPIST Leona POVMy body was shivering aimlessly as I woke up gasping again. My whole body felt cold, even as I felt the warmth of Marco beside me. I don’t know why he came to sleep beside me, I know he might have been worried that I locked myself all day. I just turned my face to where he laid, his arms was wrapped around me.\Then I laid still to feel the quietness of the room. The kind of quiet that makes your heart thump louder, like it’s trying to warn you about something. I didn’t even know what time it was. Morning? Night? It didn’t matter. It all just… blurred together lately.And then it hit me, like a slap from nowhere — the memories. The lights. The stage. That damn pole. The smell of sweat and perfume and shame all tangled together. It’s funny how your brain waits till you’re calm to throw you back into the fire. I used to think I buried that part of me, the stripper, the girl who smiled at men she hated just to survive. But she’s still there. She never left
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-20
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY THREEJESSICA’S POV The stone floor was cold beneath my thin silk ritual gown, but nothing like the ice running through my veins. The air in the room was thick with the aroma of perfumes: Thornes perfumes, a sweet blend of sandalwood and stale power. I felt like there was a weight on my skin that I can't wash off. As the secondary lock thudded, though, I didn't get panicked. I didn't have the strength to. He thinks I'm a lamb, I thought, my fingers skimming down the thick plaits of white silk. “He says he has set up the altar; he doesn't realize he has just handed me a knife.” My fingers touched the obsidian fragment that Jax dropped. It was cold and keen as a razor and buzzed with a dim dark power. I shuddered as I touched it. "Jax?" I whispered once more, peering up at the pitch black, soot-blackened grate in the ceiling. There was no answer. The distant regular grumble of the Spire's machinery, and the soft hissing of the Null-gas flowing through the vents. I felt a terrible sens
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-10
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY TWOJAX POV This air in the ventilation shafts wasn't only dusty, it was the end of the world. Each inhale I made, I drew in a lungful of pulverized glass and Null-gas, a toxic brew formulated to leach a shifter's soul out of his body before he died. I coughed, a wet, rattling sound that had to be muffled by resting it on my bicep. As I withdrew my arm, I saw the grey soot was tinged with a startling crimson. I feel my wolf’s blood boiling, a chill wind threading my body, a cold chill of fear. Thorne is not only smothering me, he's erasing me. I had lived in the walls of the Spire long before I became a tracker for the Triad. I wasn't Jax, the shadowy killer with the sharp blades then. I was Elian, a "kitchen rat", a 'no name' who scrambled through these little iron necks to get a morsel of bread to give to my mother. For a moment I closed my eyes to prevent the heat of the vent from burning my face. I could still see her yet. I could still see the look on the way the "Great Alphas"
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-06-10
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTY ONERYDER’S POVThe pantry of the Spire was a tomb for things that were meant to be enjoyed. It was filled with the scents of excess and expensive cheeses rotting in their rinds, vintage wines gathering dust, and the stale, sweet perfume of the man currently shaking in my grip.I had Jessica’s Stepfather pinned against a rack of century-old Bordeaux. My fingers were knotted so deeply in his silk cravat that I could feel the frantic, pathetic flutter of his pulse against my knuckles. It was a fast, rhythmic tapping, like a moth beating its wings against a glass jar."You always were a gambling man, fool," I purred. My voice was a low, sandpaper rasp, vibrating with a wolf that had been denied its mate for too long. "But you’ve played a losing hand. You bet on a King who’s already rotting, and now the house is calling in your debt."Look at him. This is the man who raised her? This spineless heap of silk and cowardice sold the only light in this mountain for a handful of gold. My wolf wants
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-02-23
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTYJESSICA’S POVThe ritual chamber was no longer a room; it was a hungry throat. The air was thick, heavy with the scent of burning frankincense and something more primal—the smell of an impending storm. Outside, the sky was a bruised purple, the stars hiding as if ashamed of what the moon was about to become.The handmaidens approached me with ceremonial bowls carved from human bone. Their fingers, cold and impersonal, began the final anointing. This wasn’t like the previous baths. The oil they used now was thick, viscous, and laced with crushed belladonna and "Moon-thistle." As it touched my skin, my vision blurred at the edges. Every nerve ending didn't just wake up; they began to scream.The oil felt like liquid fire. It was designed to turn my skin into a conductor, a raw wire that would allow Thorne to siphon the Sovereignty out of my marrow. Every brush of the handmaidens’ silk gloves felt like a serrated blade. Every breath of air that moved through the open rafters felt like a
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-02-22
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY NINEJESSICA’S POVThe Obsidian Bath had been a war of skin and shadows, but the ritual chamber was a stage.After Thorne had dragged me from the dark—his eyes wild with a mixture of Belladonna-haze and frustrated lust—he had handed me over to the handmaidens. Now, I stood in the center of the Spire’s highest peak. The air here was thinner, colder, and smelled of the incense they were burning to "purify" the space for the Blood Moon."Don't pull away, Jessica," Thorne’s voice echoed against the vaulted stone.He was standing behind me, watching my reflection in a massive, floor-to-ceiling obsidian mirror. Two handmaidens women with stitched lips and vacant eyes—were draping the white ritual gown over my shoulders.The fabric was a cruel joke. It was gossamer silk, so thin it was practically a second skin, designed to highlight every curve and every mark of the Triad-Bond. Under the flickering torchlight, I looked less like a Queen and more like a ghost already halfway to the underworld."
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-02-22
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY EIGHTRYDER’S POVThe iron shackles bitten into my wrists weren't the problem. I’d worn heavier chains in the pits of the North. The problem was the scent of Jessica faint, fading, and laced with the copper tang of fear drifting through the ventilation grates of my cell. It was driving me into a crazy state that no Null-magic could suppress."Keep your head down, mutt," the guard growled, slamming the butt of his pike into my kidneys.I stumbled, a dry groan escaping my throat, but I didn't fall. I couldn't. Under the sleeve of my shredded tunic, the small obsidian blade I’d palmed from the dining hall three nights ago pressed against my pulse. It was a sliver of glass, really, but in the hands of a man who had nothing left to lose, it was a god-slayer."You’re making a mistake," I rasped, my voice sounding like grinding gravel. "You should have killed me in the courtyard."The guard laughed, a hollow sound inside his silver helm. "The King wants you alive to watch him claim her. He says t
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