Daddies Novels & Stories

I gasped for air, chin wet, eyes glassy, chest heaving. Dade looked down at me, still half-hard, and wiped the mess across my cheek with his thumb. “Good girl. Now it’s your turn to suffer again.” He walked to the low shelf and came back with toys...a thick vibrating wand, a curved plug, and a slender egg. He did not ask. He simply pressed the egg against my soaked entrance and pushed it inside until it disappeared. The vibration started low, then climbed higher as he adjusted the remote. I cried out at the sudden intense buzz right against my walls.

She wanted to taste him so bad her mouth was practically watering. "Can I taste it, daddy?" Roe asked, her voice thick and trembling, practically drooling as her eyes remained glued to his heavy length. Elijah let out a low, gravelly chuckle, his dark gaze locked onto her ruined, begging expression. "Say no more... Daddy's cock is all yours tonight." He stepped away from the side of the table and walked with slow, deliberate strides until he stood directly at the head of the mahogany desk, towering right above her.

“Don’t you worry about that.” He does make it count. Hard and deep as I groan around Riven’s thick dick, listening to all his dirty words as he tells me what a good girl I am for my daddies and how they’re gonna make such good daddies for real. And they will. They’ll be the best daddies in the world. I’m just glad I have them as my dirty daddies for a little while longer first.

They were literally offending the Webb family up till the end! Cain’s heart was thumping vigorously as well, but a glance at Charlie made him perk up. He bit the bullet and continued, “I don’t think that is all! I bet they will start licking our toes like dogs when we are there! I heard that the old coot loves to have sugar daddies, maybe he will make me his sugar daddy.” “What? Sugar daddies?” Marcus asked, shocked, “Why does he have such a weird fetish?” “God knows why.” Cain shrugged. “I heard that he has over three hundred sugar daddies now. Maybe he loves to be a sugar baby, who knows!”

Mark takes a deep breath. “Men, my Daddies are powerful Men,” I tell them. Then my Daddies walk in. Dad Matt is in a blue suit with a white shirt and black bow tie. He is olive skinned with slick black hair, salted with gray. He keeps his eyebrows bushy and thick. Dad Nate is in a gray suit with black shirt, with a while bow tie. He is all gray headed with manicured brows and gray beard. They both look like they walked out of GQ a moment ago. I’m sure four teenagers in tee shirts and jeans are going to catch their eyes any second.

I would have joined them, but that may have made their grief worse. Nathan walks in and Jaxon runs to him, crying. Max and Eden look confused. “He’s our daddy,” Jax tells them proudly. They stare at Nathan. “Hi,” Nathan says. Eden cuddles up to Max. “He’s only our daddy when mommy tells us he is.” He gets to his feet. “Daddies, keep mommies safe from being taken.” You can tell he is the oldest child at that moment. “You’re right. When we find your mommy, she can tell you. But she will have to tell you that you have two daddies.” Dawson walks into the room, oblivious to the conversation going on. “Because we’re twins.” They all j

“We have another dad—our real dad!” Xander ran toward Tyler, calling him once more, “Dada!” I turned to the TV which was already singing the name of the family member. Xander was pointing at every single one of us one at a time, singing along to the song they were watching. I think that’s when he came up with calling Tyler ‘Dada’, it’s short for ‘Daddy’. “No, Xander. We have a real daddy! You cannot call Uncle Tyler ‘daddy’!” The last words were yelled out by Sapphire, who eventually burst into tears.

Damian sat across from them, watching them with soft eyes. “Daddy, can I have more cheese?” Katty asked. “Sure. Add anything you want tonight,” Damian replied, handing over the menu. “Daddy just got paid.” Alva looked serious. “What’s a paycheck?” “Money from work,” Damian explained softly. “Daddy works as a ‘cleaning hero.’ If the office floor is dirty, Daddy cleans it.” Delya smiled proudly. “So Daddy’s awesome! Without Daddy, everyone could slip and fall.”

I asked, glaring hard at him, to assert my dominance. “No!” Diamond's response was as hard and cold as my glare. “We only want the girl alive, not her stupid mother!” He spoke arrogantly, reminding me of my hot-headed father. I knew he got that attitude from him—his grandfather, who was ruthless and led one of the most dangerous and feared mafia clans that I'm involved in.

Daddy Grayson cursed, delight in his voice. "A good whore, that is what it makes you" He added and I sniffled away more tears. A good whore. I am my daddies' good whore.