Daddy Pet Romane & Geschichten

daddy says kissing my ears and making me purr, I purred in happiness every time he scratched those ears of mine, this was the best life any pup would ever want, and I'm his little baby, just a baby who'll never grow up. "Sir, you got a phone call," Ryan calls daddy toward his office, when he tried to set me down, I whined and cried, wanting to stay in his arms, he had to carry me along, or else! "Dada," I cry out again and again until he took me along with him toward his office, he picked the phone up and with my better hearing, I could hear every word said from both sides, not that I cared, my head was just laying over his chest enjoying being cuddled close.

“To us, it is a blessing from the moon goddess. She is blessing the union of our wolves. She wants them to be together.” His eyes widen. “Your mated to my hero?” He jumps around with joy. “Brandon, I can’t accept him.” “Why not?” he asks, crossing his arms and stomping his foot. “Everyone else has one. Finley’s dad taught him how to pee standing up. Charlie’s dad takes him fishing. Evan’s dad taught him to ride a bike. Why can’t I have a daddy?” He cries. I never realized how much it affects him not having a father. All those moments they should have shared. “Your daddy died, baby.” I told him. “I try my best.” He threw his arms around me. “I love you, mommy, you are the best. But can I have

"Ah, hello, Dad," Jairus greeted his father with a warm smile. "How are you, my son?" His father's voice was affectionate and filled with love. "I'm doing okay. And how are you holding up?" Jairus inquired. Mr. Ezekiel sighed, a hint of humor in his voice. "Ah, just trying to stay sane living with this difficult woman." Jairus chuckled; his father's sense of humor remained as sharp as ever. "Is she getting on your nerves again?"

101. Asena The days after I tell them about the baby unfold like something out of a dream I never dared to have. Caspian and Zavian become almost impossible to separate from me. It is not the hovering fear of the first weeks after the hospital. This is different. It was warmer, steadier, filled with a quiet and fierce joy that shows in every small action. They wake when I wake. They notice the moment my stomach turns in the morning and have crackers and ginger tea ready before I can ask. They adjust the temperature in every room I enter. They take the stairs beside me as if the gentle slope might suddenly become dangerous.

“I’m not asking.” “Yes, you are,” Amara said sharply. “And the answer is no.” Before he could respond, a familiar voice rang out. “Mummy!” Crystal came running toward them, curls bouncing wildly, eyes bright with excitement. She froze when she saw Ethan, her smile widening. “It’s the daddy stranger!” she said cheerfully. Amara’s heart dropped. Ethan crouched instinctively, lowering himself to Crystal’s height. “Good morning, Crystal.” “You remember my name!” Crystal beamed. “Mummy, he’s nice. He smiled at me yesterday.”

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

Daddy always starts as this caring, protective watcher, but the more I turn him on, the harder I get his cock going, the more those instincts transform into something possessive. His fingers grip my hair harder, grabbing a wad of it as Daddy's head rolls back. This only makes me suck him faster, my head taking him in while my hand strokes what's left. The more I work on his dick, the more excited we both get, until I know Daddy can't control himself and just needs to fuck me. How's Daddy going to respond now when there are all these people just outside? He's not the only one that can tease...

"No, not yet. You don't get to cum until I do. Kitty, my little girl, we're going to seal our deal simply. If you want me to be your Daddy, and you want to be my little girl, you will give me your virginity." He stood tall. Long ago he had done away with his jacket, and all that remained was that collared shirt that contoured his muscular body so well. "So, my Kitty, do you want to give Daddy your virginity tonight?" There was a brief pause. I always thought it'd be with someone I loved. A boyfriend, one I'd been with for months. Not someone who I met the same day, not someone who I was now calling Daddy, and not someone anywhere near under these circumstances. This wasn't a typical circumst

The next morning I woke up with the larger plug still firmly inside my ass. Every movement reminded me of Daddy’s ownership. I was lying in his bed again, completely naked except for the black leather collar. My body felt used in the best way sore, marked, and still slightly sticky from last night. Daddy walked into the bedroom carrying a small black box. He was already dressed for the day in a crisp white shirt and dark trousers, looking every inch the powerful billionaire CEO. “Morning, babygirl,” he said, voice deep and calm. “How does your ass feel?”

Something deep and dark and forbidden. It felt right to call Jay Daddy. I don’t know where this is coming from. It's not like I have deep-seated daddy issues, but Jay is my daddy. The man who takes care of me. The man I want to run to when there's a storm. The man who gets me so hot and bothered I’m tossing and turning and aching all night. And he liked me calling him daddy as much as I did. There was this animalistic look in his eye—like he couldn't control himself.