Novel & Cerita Buddy Daddies Fanfiction

Best friends who’d added incredible sex to the mix and somehow made it work. No drama, no jealousy, just trust and communication and really fucking good orgasms. “Best friends share everything,” I said, echoing that first night. “Damn right we do,” Douglas agreed, pulling me close. I snuggled into his chest. Cause best friends cuddled too.

Chapter 1 Brief Synopsis – Matt Thompson brings his best friend Chase Dansberry home for the holidays. Little did h know that his best friend would hit it off with his mother, Ellie, who is every young man’s perfect Milf come true “Hey Dansberry!” Matt Thompson yelled down the hall of his dormitory. Three doors down his best friend stuck his head out of his room. “What?” “Why don’t you come to my house for Thanksgiving? You never leave. At least you can get a couple of hot meals and wash your laundry. Not to mention there are some fine looking girls in my neighborhood.”

It started as a forbidden thought, I wasn't supposed to crave my best friend’s dad but instead I spent countless nights shamelessly imagining him stripping me bare, sinking his cock into me and devouring every inch of me. ** ** ** ** A few days ago. I was doomed. Shock sliced through my veins as I read the letter that turned my worst fear into reality. Damon's ugly handwriting was scrawled across the white paper I was holding, each word was filled with unimaginable cruelty.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy's POV Dante needed to refill his stash of suppressants, and as usual, Aunt Nyssa—the royal seer and supplier of all things mystical—had it ready for him. My brother Ryder needed them too. Poor guy ended up looking like a bloated pumpkin every time he took them, which didn’t help with the constant bullying he endured at his human college. Who could’ve guessed that the she-Alpha tormenting him would turn out to be his destined mate next month on our 19th birthday? Yeah, that’s right. All six of us—sextuplets—were fated to find our mates on the same day

He places a finger on his lips gesturing for me not make a sound as he walks towards the room singing a lullaby. That's America's mafia king people! Jayden gets in a minute later and walks towards me. "That couple is so cool and seem to be into some kink." I pretend not to listen to what he says because I don't care. We sit in silence as Sydney sings for about five minutes before he stops and emerges a minute later but stops when he sees Jayden then raises an eyebrow towards me. "He's my assistant." I say and hear Jayden scoff but says nothing. "Sorry I have the kids today. Isabella and her mother travelled to florida for her uncle's wedding preparations." He says and I just nod until I rem

Just as Arabel shoots me an icy glare, Daisy whimpers with a shout, catching our attention. "Why didn't you tell me he was my dad?" Why did you say daddy had gone to heaven? Everyone in school has a daddy, but I don't. You said he had gone to heaven, and whenever I say that, they mock me. I liked Buddy because I wish I had a daddy like him, but….” Arabel stands up instantly, fury igniting in her eyes. She grabs Daisy and stalks out without the cake. I sit still, in a trance for a second, confused on what to do next.

Okay, this is the BDSM SECTION. “Girl, why are you just standing? Are you new here?” someone called to Anna and she looked up to see a half-naked, handsome man coming towards her. He was shirtless and just had briefs covering his manhood. “You look new, are you here for some excitement?” he said slowly to Anna as he stretched his hands toward her waist and brought her closer to his naked chest. In one of the VIP rooms above, Jacob was brimming with anger as he talked to his twin brother on phone. “What do you mean you can’t find Anna? I thought you said she will be with you in a few minutes?”

Michael's breathing gets super fast. "Fu... fu... fuck... Daddy," he moans. "Oh, my god..." Miles needs to bite and suck that sweet spot. He must do it. "Turn around," Miles says, backing up. He helps Michael sit up on the wooden table. He pulls Michael's thick, heavy legs up and puts them over his own shoulders. Miles puts his tongue right against the tiny, hard bud. "Oh!" Michael yelps, shaking. "Daddy!"

I noted, my voice thick with sleep. “It’s ten-thirty,” she pointed out through the speaker. “That is still emotionally early,” I complained, sitting up slightly. Nicole barked out a laugh. “Okay, first of all, Knox is apparently the messiest biker alive.” “Agreed,” I stated flatly. “Second…” I heard movement on her end, probably her getting into her car. “Why was my father distracted during a fight because of you?” “He wasn’t,” I insisted, my face burning.

So I said in a playful tone, "Of course not… I’ll call you Daddy, just like your daughter Sara!" His brows shot up in shock. He looked completely lost. "Sara calls me Beta… not Daddy. There’s a difference." I couldn’t hold it in. I burst out laughing and threw myself into his arms, wrapping mine around his neck. Then I leaned close to his ear and whispered, my voice soft and tempting, "Then I’ll be the only one who calls you Daddy." The bond between us pulled tight, like a magnet dragging us together. If it weren’t for Alpha Glacer’s orders echoing in his head, telling him to control himself, I would’ve been trapped under him on that bed by now.