All Chapters of DEAR DADDIES!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 10. Kira was far from sane now. Her pussy was aching and throbbing, and all she knew was to get fucked. Yes! She was high and she wanted to get fucked. She wanted Ryker to place her on this marble, spread her legs wildly apart and make her beg for more while he fuck her pussy raw, splitting her juice with every thrust. All through her three years of relationship with Mathew, he had never actually touched her because he claimed that sex was for married people. Now, he had the right to call her dry. The word still echoed in her head and they broke her well. If Mathew considered her dry, then what the fuck was this feeling between her thighs? Ryker stared down at Kira. Even with her heels, she was barely towering above his chest, yet this little human was making his cock throb. He was hard. Painfully hard, if he must confess, and right now, every nerve in his body was pushing at him, urging him to fling her over this counter, press her roughly against it, and fuck her f

Chapter 12. “Your fingers are so deep.” Kira found herself moaning shamelessly as Ryker slammed his fingers in and out of her wet pussy, dragging out unending juice. “Deep?” Ryker asked, his voice coming out a little bit concerned. Yes, he was concerned because if she considered something as his fingers deep, what then would she feel wuyh his cock? He was huge and massive and she knew that without a matter of doubt. “If you call these little fingers deep, how then would you feel if my cock were in your pussy?” Kira’s pussy clenched at the mention of his cock, her clit suddenly throbbing. Wild images of what his cock would feel like in her pussy played in her head, but Ryker didn’t give her a chance to settle. He pulled his finger out of her pussy, slamming it right back before she could notice. Kira’s back arched and her body stilled. “Fuckkkkkkk!!!!!” She cried out ecstatically, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Ryker’s grip on Kira’s neck tightened, his nail

Chapter 14. Ryker’s grip on the glass tightened, then he rose to his feet, setting the glass on the table. Before he could say a word, Damian surged forward, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him closer to his body. “You fucking touched her?” he snarled into Ryker’s face, his eyes raging with pure fury. Ryker’s jaw twitched, his fingers digging into his palm like they were going to draw blood. The image of everything that happened in the club flashed across his gaze. “It was hard, Damian. Trust me, I fucking tried.” “You bastard.” Damian groaned, landing a punch on Ryker’s face. Ryker staggered backward, finding his stance after two steps. He straightened his posture now, moving his fingers to wipe the blood at the corner of his lips before licking it off. “I am sorry…” he managed, knowing he had crossed the line, but Damian was not having it. “Killian made us swear, Ryker. He made us swear to protect her.” Damian’s voice was loud, and his breath was heavy an

Chapter 16. Kira stared at Alex, her eyes wide with shock while her pussy pulsed with pleasure. Oh no. This can’t be happening. Alex cannot deny what she is feeling now. In her pussy, there is a tantalizing build of raw ache that hasn’t stopped crawling under her skin and tightening roughly in her belly. “Please….” The desperate cry slipped out of her lips before she could think it. Alex’s lips stretched into a mocking smile. His grip on her neck tightened, but he moved his thumb to her lower lip, dragging it gently while staring into her, his fingers moving in and out of her dripping, arching cunt, fucking her pussy in ways that he would want his cock to fucking, rolling in her pussy. “Oh, Princess! This is not how you beg for me. This is not how you beg for an orgasm. I want to see you cry and shake. Beg like you are a slut, cry like it is all that matters in your life. Moan.” He groaned, slapping her lips before pushing his thumb into her mouth, rolling two of his fingers

Chapter 18. An Elysium? The place where Mira often went to get her pussy fucked? The one with different BDSM tools and sexual kinks. “Yes. Exactly. The very one you have judged me about.” Mira added like she could read Kira’s mind. “I… I was never judging you.” Kira stammered, biting down on her lower lip while feeling a bit guilty. Before now, Kira was a total good girl. She had never taken fancy to sex, well, until her stepfather attempted to rape her. Attempt? No, raped her. He had done it terribly and he was never remorseful. On top of this, their mother could not stand up and fight for them. Or better still, do as little as confront her husband. This built Kira’s anger and resentment towards men. Until she met her ex, Mathew. His actions came as a shield to heal her broken heart and she had believed him. “I… I didn’t mean to judge you.” Kira corrected herself now, barely looking at her friend. Instantly, Mira scrunched into the couch beside Kira, taking Kira’s hand.