Novel & Cerita Daddy Dom Romance Books

"You're going to be a good boy for Daddy. And if you please me, I might even let you keep the cologne." The word "Daddy" sent a shock through Leo's system. It was humiliating, and yet, it sparked a dark, forbidden heat in his groin. He was trapped, and this powerful, older man was about to claim his payment. "Stand up," Damon commanded. Leo rose to his feet, his legs feeling like jelly. "Strip. Let Daddy see what he's working with."

“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

Ken again had to bandage it. Damon: I don't know ok. I don't know why am I this possessive in her matter. But I know I can't stand seeing her in some other man's arms which is not me. It burns my whole body in jealousy and anger. He exclaimed rubbing his face with his hands as he was also feeling extremely frustrated by his anger issues. He was completely blinded by his anger today. He couldn't believe he made her see his father being tortured. He once again forced himself on her and cherry on top he even forced her to stay in that ice-like water when she was clearly begging him to stop.

I halt to breathe out the fury, but it kept gnawing at me. So looking straight into my father's unfocused and galvanized eyes, I add, "And about what happened with Alpha Caden? Believe whatever you want to believe. Let him turn your daughter into his personal maid because he is being a bitch about it. Because he cannot take the fact that we were mates and I wasn't the only one that couldn't resist the mating bond.

So, just relaxed and let go, Kitten," he told me and kissed my neck. I shivered. I didn't know why I believed him, but I did. I licked my lips, let him take control, and relaxed. After one, two, and three more rubs, I exploded inside my jeans, and- that's when; I realized I felt my wetness through my pants, and now it's on his hand. I squeezed my thighs together and trapped his hand inside my lap again, and I came again, knowing he still had his hand between my thighs, and I heard his sexy deep voice say. "Good, girl," he said, and my sex throbbed once again.

Breath ragged against his palm. He slowed. Edged me. Pulled out right when I was about to tip over. I sobbed—quiet, frustrated—hips pushing back chasing him. He pushed back in. Fucked me hard. Fast. “Beg,” he growled. “Please,” I gasped against his hand. “Please, Daddy, don’t stop.” He groaned. Thrust deeper. Fingers rubbing my clit fast. I came again. Hard. Body convulsing. Pussy spasming around him. Wetness soaking the sheets.

Now that he was buried deep inside me, thrusting hard, I knew this was the missing piece I had been looking for. If only he weren’t so stubborn and hard-headed, we wouldn’t ever get into a heated argument that could break us apart. He drove himself deeper while I wrapped my arms around his neck, head tipping back in pure ecstasy. My breasts bounced with every powerful thrust, skin slapping against skin. “Claire…” he groaned my name, and even though I could barely hear him clearly, I loved it—the way he sounded when he fucked me. He might not realize it, but the best part of my life is when he dominates me like this. Not because I’m afraid of Liam Raul King… but because I like it.

“Coming home exhausted every day. Struggling. Barely surviving. I can make all of it disappear. Pay your rent, clear your debts, give you money every month so you never have to worry again.” My heart pounded wildly. “What… what do you want in return?” Damon reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His touch sent electricity racing down my spine. “I want you to call me Daddy,” he said, voice low and commanding. “I want complete access to this beautiful body whenever I want it. I want you to be my good little girl… and let me take care of you the way a real Daddy should.” He leaned in closer, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered:

😍 Title: Make Me Moan, Daddy BLURB "Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.” "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full. He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted.

I gasped as he leaned down and took my nipple between his lips; he sucked and nibbled on it before switching his attention to the other one. “Please,” I begged him, the ache in my heat intensifying. I’d learned so much from my erotica books, and I was happy I got to learn so many new things; some I shared with Enzo and he taught me, while some I just couldn’t bring myself to say. In one of the books, I learned that if you called your man "daddy," it drove him crazy. “Please, daddy... it aches,” I cried out, thrusting my hips for friction.