Daddy's Dark Desires Novels & Stories

She knows what she's here for. The hand around her arm squeezes tighter and I lean a little towards her. “Did you say something?” “I'm sorry…” she purses her lips before blowing an exhale, “Daddy.” Those words ignite a fresh surge of lust pumping into my veins. Instead of heading to my room, I trap her body with mine against the wall opposite us, quickly nudging her thighs apart with my feet. Her back to my front. No words are exchanged between us except for harsh breaths that indicate the lust carrying in our veins.

"Good fucking girl. You came for Daddy." "No more Daddy," I whined, pulling myself back with my elbows. Daddy followed me, his lips closing around the throbbing bud, making me see stars. "Fuck," I shuddered. "Poor baby," I let out a shaky breath, managing to catch my breath when he rose to look me in the eyes. His cock pressed against my entrance, once again clouding my already fogged mind. Despite my body screaming for me to stop, my slutty self wanted Daddy to pound me until I lost myself completely. I needed his cock like I needed air to breathe and I loved the desperation that consumed me whenever I think about my daddy's cocks. "Look at you. So perfect," Daddy hummed to himself, cupping

For as long as I live, I don’t think I could ever tire of seeing Xavier come—seeing that helpless, desperate, indulgent side of him that I’d never seen before. I take a short breath. “I want you to come. I want to make you come…inside of me.” His cock twitches against my ass. “Fuck, baby,” he moans. “You don’t know how badly I want that.” He lowers his voice and growls in my ear. “You don’t know how badly Daddy wants to fuck his little girl, but it’s not allowed.” “Please, Daddy,” I whisper, arching my back to press harder against his cock. “I won’t tell anyone.”

“I see it in your eyes, bellissima. I see the way you look at me. You want something you know I’m very much capable of giving to you. You want a daddy and I can be your mafia daddy.” He told me and my whole system rearranged. He knew my darkest desires! I grew up with Daddy issues, wanting a man to care for and protect me. A man to provide for me, never letting me worry about anything in the world. A man to pamper me and give me endless orgasms. I wanted a father and a lover in one man. I wanted a Daddy.

Dark is about to turn his house into a laboratory. “Honey, don’t be impatient, and we might have grandchildren when they come back.” Natasha heard her father’s joke. Even though her parents couldn’t see her, her cheeks were red. Because, why not? Dark’s turned his addiction into making love with her. But she would be a hypocrite if she denied that she didn’t like Dark’s obsession with her body. Because—she stopped in her thoughts when she saw Dark coming out of the bathroom.

I moan, the words slipping out of habit. He stops, pulling back just enough to meet my gaze, his gaze dark and feral. “I’m sorry, I just got—” “You can beg better,” he growls. “Tell Daddy exactly what you want.” Daddy? Oh God, that demand goes straight to my clit, making my pussy clench around nothing. “I want your cock, Daddy,” I sob. “I want you to stretch me open and ruin me with your huge cock, I want you to fuck me.”

Whatever you want to call it! But he's impotent! What does he need a red room for?! I turned to ask him but the dark glimmer in his eyes seemed to hold all the answers I needed. I gulped. The dark shadows cast on his face made him look more dangerous. I wanted to flee for my life, but the call of flesh was stronger. I look forward to the promise of immense pleasure his eyes held. I gulped in anticipation as our gazes fought for a while. My cunt clenched with unbearable need.

"Please, take me like this, Daddy. Make me your anal whore, just like I know Darling is for you." You got beside her, Gemma getting a just-off-centre shot to show Sabrina's hanging nipples between her legs and her face in the background. "Darling is my girlfriend though, baby," you said, putting two fingers on the buttplug and wiggling it to make her squirm. "Does that mean you want to be my girlfriend?" "Mmm-mm," she shook her head. "I want more. I want to be yours. I want to be your pet, and your mistress. Your official side piece. Can I be your official mistress, Daddy? I promise to be the best sex pet ever."

Kyle's relationship with his own father gave him nothing to compare with but to him it seemed obvious. "When you mentioned the company to your father, was it said in the context of proving you could do a better job of investing than he could?" Kyle asked and saw a moment of clarity flash across Cam's eyes. He pushed on. "You told us that your father sent you to Vegas to complete a deal and you suspected he'd set you up. He was already aware the deal was bad." Kyle looked into Cam's eyes and saw the doubt building there. He pulled the final straw. "Why does your Daddy need you to fail?"

It’s just that I don’t have a lot of men in my life, so I can’t pinpoint exactly where I met him. Jade: I did get wet for you, Daddy; I got so wet that I wanted you to do things to me. I answered sincerely, and I heard a groan from the other side of the line. A moan slipped from my mouth upon hearing that groan. I didn’t know that a voice could make someone this wet. Dark effortlessly makes me wet every time we talk—very wet. I seriously question whether or not this is the norm. Dark: You didn’t answer me, my Minx, and Dark hates repeating himself.