Daddy’s Pet Novels & Stories

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

He was always making my eyes white and dripping my saliva because Daddy Damon was delicious as he fucked my entrance. It wasn't long before Daddy was done getting dressed. I waited downstairs because maybe if I was waiting for him upstairs, my pussy might be ruined and wet again. Daddy has come down. He was really handsome to look at. Dapper. He is a blessing to me in the sky. Not to be flirty but look at Daddy Damon's appearance. Handsome, beefy. And the other thing I adore to him is the beautiful fit on his beard, tanned skin, many tattoos that made him exceedingly attractive. Let's not forget the giant snake hiding in his boxer. It spews out white venom that I also swallow occasionally. "

Daddy asked, but after that, Daddy laughed, as if laughing at his question earlier. "It looks like that's also impossible; you don't have a boyfriend," said Daddy. Yes, my relationship with Petter is indeed my privacy, but it seems like Daddy is starting to become suspicious of our closeness, and Daddy is more often showing his attitude that he doesn't agree with my and Petter's relationship. "I miss Daddy," I answered in a hoarse voice. My words made Daddy frown. "You are indeed Daddy's little princess; Daddy has only been out of town for 5 days; you already miss this so much; it's as if we haven't seen each other for years," Daddy joked, but it made my heart ache.

I said and offered him a smile. “Hmm,” he sighed and closed the door behind him, while I sulked at the fact that he didn't return the smile. In my boredom, I found a pen and a sticky note. “I would rather doodle,” I said to myself before getting at it. FORMER OUTLINE Book title : Daddy's best friend My dad's best friend has been my best friend and nanny since birth, but tonight my heart wants him. "Just call me Shawn", he says with his gaze still locked with mine as we click our champagne glasses.

I don’t even know how to start this without getting emotional. Daddy’s Little Pet started in September 2022 as a random story—one I never thought would leave my drafts, let alone receive so much love. And what a journey it’s been. To say I struggled is an understatement.

Damian sat across from them, watching them with soft eyes. “Daddy, can I have more cheese?” Katty asked. “Sure. Add anything you want tonight,” Damian replied, handing over the menu. “Daddy just got paid.” Alva looked serious. “What’s a paycheck?” “Money from work,” Damian explained softly. “Daddy works as a ‘cleaning hero.’ If the office floor is dirty, Daddy cleans it.” Delya smiled proudly. “So Daddy’s awesome! Without Daddy, everyone could slip and fall.”

Daddy: I'm going to start by tying those pretty wrists of yours to my headboard. Baby Girl: And then what? Daddy: Then I'm going to kiss every inch of your body until you're trembling. Baby Girl: Fuck. Keep going. Daddy: I'll work my way down slowly... very slowly... until I reach that sweet pussy of yours. Emily groaned softly, her hand drifting between her legs. Baby Girl: Please don't stop. Daddy: Oh no, baby girl. The rest you'll have to wait and see for yourself. Baby Girl: You're killing me here.

But Pete, wriggling out of Agatha's arms, clung to Andrea's leg, his eyes welling up with tears. "Mommy, are you going to leave me? Don't you love Pete anymore?" he asked, his lower lip quivering. Andrea stroked his hair with affection and explained with patience, "Mommy has to go so she can find you a daddy. Don't you want a daddy?" Pete's expression transformed into one of excitement. "Yes, Mommy! I want a daddy, a handsome daddy!" Satisfied, Andrea replied, "I promise I'll find you the most handsome daddy. But I need you to let go so Mommy can go and find him, okay?"

“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.”

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.