Novel & Cerita All Yours Daddies

His hand slid down to squeeze my ass, pulling me tighter against him. “Later,” he promised against my mouth, voice dark. “When we’re home and the children are asleep, I’m going to worship every inch of you, princess. Remind myself that even as our family grows, you’re still mine to ruin.” Heat flushed through me. “Yes, Daddy.” ---

Dangerous. Everyone was laughing, telling stories. My dad was doing his terrible impression of his boss, my mom was crying from laughing, and I was sitting in a lawn chair watching Uncle David across the patio. He was smiling at something Aunt Lisa said. His head was thrown back, throat exposed, and I wanted to put my mouth there. Wanted to bite down and make him groan. Jesus Christ. I looked away fast, but not before I caught his eye. Had he been looking at me?

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I turned to Draven, doing the same, and watched as his jaw clenched, his hands gripping the edge of the table. "Elara," Kael growled, his voice rough. I rubbed their cocks slowly, feeling them grow harder beneath my touch. Their eyes rolled back as they locked their gazes on me. I smiled, leaning back in my chair. "I'm your gift, daddies."

"Mine. Say it. Say you're mine." "Yours, Daddy! Only yours! Forever yours!" "That's right. And no one takes what's mine. No one even looks at what's mine. MINE!"

Noah’s POV My father called me at seven in the morning. That should have been my first warning. He never called that early unless something was wrong. Or unless he wanted to ruin my entire day before breakfast. I stared at his name on my screen while lying in bed. Dad. I considered ignoring it. Then the phone stopped. Three seconds later, it rang again. Of course. I answered. “Hello?” “Noah.” His voice was already serious. Good morning to you too.

"You're being such a good girl for Daddy, baby. Daddy's sorry he has to... ah! That I have to fuck you so hard. Fuck, baby, your pussy feels so good!" "Fuck... fuck.... tell me... oh God... tell me you love me, Daddy." "I do love you, angel, more than anything." "OH FUCK DADDY, I'M GOING TO CUM!" "Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for Daddy!"

“Uncle Rafe’s using your mouth. Uncle Dex is using your cunt. And Daddy’s going to use what’s left.” He dropped to the sofa, one hand on my clit, rubbing slow circles in my own juice, the other slick with it, pushing a finger into my ass. I jolted with my mouth full of Rafe, my pussy full of Dex, and Daddy’s finger stretching me, curling just enough to make me whimper. “Say the names,” Damian ordered, curling his finger, the digit sinking to the knuckle. “All of them. Or I stop.” I pulled off Rafe’s cock just enough to cry, spit was stringing to the head, “Daddy… Uncle Dex… Uncle Rafe… I’m yours, all of you, please don’t stop—”

“You think I can keep my hands off you? I’ll make damn sure we find the time.” She grins at me, her cheeks flushed. “I knew there was a reason I loved you so much.” “Right back at you, baby girl.” And my lovely readers, we come to an end of Daddies Do It Better. I really appreciate reading till the end. Please check out Naughty Tales: A Dark Collection Of Steamy Stories.

"F**k me deeper, Vance! Do not stop!" ​"Tell me whose p**sy this is," he commanded, driving his hips forward even harder. ​"Yours!" I sobbed quietly, my inner walls clenching violently around his thick c**k. "It is all yours! Just f**k me!" ​"F**king right it is," he snarled.