Daddy Dom Novels & Stories

He had just pulled the trigger on Roger, and sent his men to bury him out of sight, out of mind. Now, he's over here trying to make me see reasons why he should be the only Man touching me in places that pulls me out of the world. He roughly pulled my breast out of my dress and began sucking it slowly, licking and rolling his tongues in circular motion on my nipples. "Mmm, tell me you love it!" he groaned, whispering. I adjusted myself, grabbing his arms as I whispered, "Oh, I hate how you make me feel, Dominic!" He chuckled softly and said, "I need you to call me Daddy..Just Daddy."

My stomach flipped not with fear, but excitement. Dominic. All day, every ride, trapped in that luxurious limo with him. I bit my lip to hide my smile. “Daddy, come on. He’s just the driver. Do you really think stoic old Dominic can keep up with me?” “Forty-seven years old, ex-military, and more disciplined than you’ll ever be,” Daddy snapped, dialing. “Kane? Get in here. Now.” The garage door hummed open minutes later. Dominic entered, still in his crisp black suit from the night shift, sharp jaw set, dangerous eyes scanning me from head to toe.

fuck, why can't you stop with that voice. "Okay, Daddy. I'll be waiting, very..." I dragged out the word. "Very impatiently," he chuckled lowly. "You're going to behave for me, alright? I'll reward you," "I'd like that," I said immediately, submitting to Daddy Jackson. He's a soft Dom. They're just as bad as the hardcore Doms, that I'm aware. Jackson has a way of being gentle while messing with you most sensually. It's pure torture. I was interrupted by the knock on my door. I stood up to go and open. "I'm getting off the phone now, okay?"

“A few sips will help you relax.” “A daddy dominant is someone who likes taking care of his sub when she slips into little space. He likes making the decisions for her like when she goes to bed and what type of chores she needs to do. What punishment she gets for disobeying him or being bad,” Michel explained. “Just like you get different types of Doms, you get different types of subs.” “I try to cater for all those types but some types are extremely rare in our small town.” David smiled at us. “I’m glad to have all of you here tonight and hopefully I can help Sin unlock a few of her kinks.”

“I’m your daddy. And you’re my spoiled little omega who needs to be fucked full every single day. Look at this greedy hole, still sucking me in even after I already filled you once.” I moaned loudly, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Yes— Daddy, please. Harder.” Dante’s eyes flashed with pure lust. He gripped my hips and pounded into me, the wet, filthy sound of my slick echoing in the office. “You want daddy to breed you? Want me to pump this tight little cunt full until you’re dripping for days? I’m going to keep you so full of my cum you’ll smell like me everywhere you go.” I was seeing stars already, crying out with every thrust. “Please— I want it. Fill me up, Daddy. Breed me. I want

I order and she obeys. These days, I'm starting to get obsessed with acting like a dom. No wonder Kaden was unhappy when I restricted him from doing it with my soul mate. I have always been her rightful husband and mate. It's just that she was so much in love with him too. In love with two hot men I guess. This Dom/sub thing can be so much fun, sexually. My hand rubs across her behind, smoothing one of her cheeks. "You have such a nice ass for Daddy to punish," I tell her, slapping her behind.

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

Isabella managed to mutter in between her moans. “Yes, babygirl. Cum. Cum for daddy. Fill your daddy’s mouth with your sweet cum.” His muffled voice came and his movement became more ferocious and within seconds she came, filling his mouth wholly. He drank her each and every drop of cum and finally hovered her, aligning his dick on her hole. “Ready to be filled by daddy again, babygirl?” “Ye… Yes, daddy.” Isabella replied, breathing heavily.

Daddy can't blame me for screaming, I wasn't supposed to scream anymore, but the guy scared me, daddy was quick to hide me behind him, and both of my hands went into his shirt, hiding my face into his shirt. "Trent, what are you doing here?" daddy growls at the guy. "I'm here to visit, can't you see?" the guy answers with a dark smile, I peeked behind daddy's back and saw his eyes were silver just like daddy, he's another demon lord! "You're not welcome, why didn't you say you're coming?" daddy asks him. "We're brothers, no need to call in first," he says, but I don't agree. "What do you want?" daddy growls at him.

Of course, I dabbled in some kinky shit like this, but I was almost certain this man would take it further than those men in the past. Was it an experience thing? Or was he this domineering because of his position as a CEO and leader? I didn’t know, but honestly did it even matter. “Do you know how beautiful you look standing there with your ass out and legs spread begging for me to fuck you?” The man in question asks now. “Take a picture,” I smirk. “That way you can enjoy the view all the time.” “You’re being pretty bratty today.” Grant huffs, his body pressing against me and when his hand slips between my thighs and his fingers rub tauntingly against my clit, I immediately want to be even