Daddy Dom Romance Books Novels & Stories

He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure. Maybe the difference is that this is an erotic romance, and a kinky one at that? I jump up and try to snatch the book away from him, but it’s too late. He opens it at my bookmark, and begins to read out loud in a rich voice, like he’s reading Shakespeare. Oh, god. It’s the part where the hero gives the heroine a sexy spanking. Hearing Daddy read it is so embarrassing. Embarrassing, yet hot. My face burns, and I squirm from humiliation and horniness, pressing my thighs clo

This book is intentionally divided into two parts. Part One — The Daddy Diaries contains 67 chapters focused on consensual power exchange between adults, including traditional Daddy kink (DDLG) as well as reverse or gender-flipped dynamics (MMLG), where roles are chosen freely. Part Two marks the beginning of All Yours as a broader erotica collection. These stories explore different fantasies, taboos, and power dynamics, all centered on desire, control, consent, and obsession. If Daddy kink or role-reversal dynamics are your preference, Part One offers a complete experience.

“Taste what Daddy gives you.” Later he laid them both on their backs, side by side, legs spread wide. He fucked Lena first, slow and possessive, grinding deep while Jake watched and stroked himself under Daddy’s strict orders not to come. Then he moved to Jake, pounding his ass hard while Lena reached over and sucked on Jake’s cock. The dirty talk flowed nonstop. “Look how your wife’s pussy drips when I fuck you, boy,” Daniel growled. “She loves watching Daddy breed her husband.”

I increased the pace, trying to block those negative thoughts out of my mind as my hands moved to the nape of his neck. The friction sent sparks through my body and I ground harder, unholy sounds escaping me as I chased the pressure and heat that curled low in my stomach. “You want to come?” he asked roughly, his hand reaching for my hair to pull it backward as his nose grazed my neck. “You want to make a mess on my leg with that greedy little cunt?” My breath hitched. “Yes, daddy,” I panted. “Please.” “Then do it,” he growled. “Rub that pretty pink pussy on me until you fall apart, baby. Ride me like the filthy little thing you are.”

“Answer me!” He nodded. “Ye…. yes…yessss.” A smirk curved my lips. “You are so beautiful when you submit to me, Alex. I love it, love how you look when you are so eager for me, for my cock. Come for me, my sweet boy. Show me just how much you need your Dom’s cock.” I did not touch his cock at all, but I just kept fucking him deep with long punishing strokes that hit that damn g-spot inside of him over and over again, hard.

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

And it’s been a week since we had a conversation and he never treated me like he normally would. If anything, we were now closer to one another. We would spend nights in each other's room, talking or having sex. Now Duncan wasn’t holding back because of the respect he had for my dad or anything. I got to see him in his real form. And I got to understand why he was always asking me if I knew what I was asking for. Duncan was a beast! A savage beast! Whenever he was having sex, he loved being dominant, I thought I loved dominant guys but he was on a whole new level.

He was much shorter than Alistair, and his aura felt pathetically small in comparison. "How much is he paying you?" Adrian asked, his tone dripping with contempt. "My Dad might be getting old, but his taste isn't usually this low. How many whimpers did you have to give him in bed before he agreed to bring you to London and pretend you’re some Zurich consultant?"

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."

he huskily said. "You set fire to my world and I can not handle the heat all alone. I love you more, Daddy," with one swift our lips brushed one another. "Ohhhhmmmp. Ahhhhmmpp. Ohhhmmp," moans escaped in our mouth as we exchange kisses. His hand roamed down to my butt cheeks. I can feel the warmth of his hands as he began to knead my bum. While his other hand played with my nipple once more. "Suck my nipples, Daddy. Milk me up. Suck my nipple like a kid who is hungry for his Mom's milk," I erotically said. "No biggie... Mommy," my mouth gaped open in pleasure as Dominick sucked it perfectly.