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Dad said, but I can only feel Aaron's hands, going inside my shirt and grabbing my waist. “I.. it's something important!! I will be back tomorrow.” I replied, and put my palm on my mouth to stop myself from moaning as he pressed his bulge against my core over our clothes and moved like he's fúcking me. His lips working on my throat, jawline and collarbone and leaving a trail of his saliva and marks on my skin. The way he's manhandling my body was too much. “You will be fine right!? Should I come or send your brothers?” Dad said, on the call but I was not in state to respond to him.

My sigh again had the desirable effect as he walked inside the room and took a seat on the bed near me with a concerned look. Never underestimate the telepathic power of a heavy sigh! “Talk to me, jelly bean.” He spoke in a soft voice. Damn! He knows that I ate all the jelly beans… “Daddy, what can someone do to become more likeable?” I asked him, not looking up at him. You see, if I look up, he will know exactly what I am talking about. My dad had that super power which made him a mind reader. But it only works with me, my brother and my mom… Weird, right?

Sophia** I'm sitting in my Dad's office, anxiously waiting for him. He's refused to see me for the past few days, and it's painful that Mom isn't even aware of the situation. The door handle jiggles, and it swings open. Dad enters, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern as he locks eyes with me. He walks over to his desk and takes a seat. “What's going on here?” I muster a tight smile. “Dad.” He gazes at me, sits across from me, and places some files on the table. I reach out to hold his hand, but he withdraws it abruptly. “I'm sorry.”

I scoot forward in my chair, pointing my hard cock towards her face. "I've been using it to make business deals." Dad answers me, just as Danae reaches my chair and wraps her slender hand around my hard cock. "I conduct as much business as I can in my office, using the transmitter. That way I control the outcome." He says, paying no attention to Danae feeding my throbbing cock into her sultry mouth. "I also interview clients here, and they will do anything I want." Dad says, while Danae slides her soft lips down the length of my rigid cock. Fuck! She has the head of my cock buried in her throat, as she locks her almond-shaped, brown eyes on mine. With a slight smile, she flicks her tongue al

My reaction was a combination of a sharp gasp and a thrust of my hips against his hand, begging for more. I leaned my head into my Dad's, whispering, “Oh gud, Dad! You feel so good inside me like that! Stroke me, finger me, make me cum!” My Dad curled his finger inside my vagina and found the magical ridges in my cum-chute, lightly teasing them with the tip of his finger. As his rhythm increased, so did mine. gud, I was going to jack him off!

Kyler groused. “Mhmmm aa- aaaahhhhh !!!! Dadddyyyyy,” I moaned and I knew by Kyler’s harsh breathing that he was hella turned on and jerking off already. “What do I do ? Uh Daddddyyyy. I want you inside me so bad,” I whined- voice going all raspy.

I’ve never had a mate before much less one be abducted in front of me, but I knew someone who did and could help. “DAD! Come here now!” I yelled from my bed. I heard his heavy footsteps come running up the stairs and down the hall to my room. “What’s wrong son?” “Maddox thinks he can feel her, but we’re not sure what do to. Can you help us?” I asked. “Yes. Absolutely son. First you both need to concentrate. Clear your mind of everything but her.” Dad said as he slowly walked over to my desk and sat down. “Next, focus on her scent. You did get her scent, right?”

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“I do not need your help. I am raising my children, Jayden. Your job is to remain safe and study hard.” He pours water for Dada like this conversation is already over. “I know,” I say quickly. “I am not saying you cannot do it. I just want to help.” Papa looks at me then. Really looks. Not angry. Not dismissive. Concerned. Dada leans back slightly, eyes narrowing in that way that tells me he is about to say something that will hit too close to home. “Are you hiding from someone,” he asks carefully, “or did that boyfriend of yours break up with you and you need a place to recover.”

"It is for your sister. She is sixteen. She deserves to feel safe. She deserves a real home." The mention of Cara hit me. Ellie asked about our parents, and I had to tell her. Our dad died together with Cara's mom in a car accident five years ago. I was just nineteen. I had to drop out of school. I had no choice but to take care of my little sister. Just remembering that time made me feel sick and small all over again. Ellie must have seen it on my face. She reached out and touched my arm. Her hand was warm. Just that simple touch made the bad feelings calm down a little.