Dream Daddy Dadsona Novels & Stories

I hadn't anticipated seeing him so soon. It was Jake. He sauntered in with an air of confidence, his presence filling the room effortlessly. At six feet tall, his broad shoulders exuded strength, and his piercing blue eyes held a hint of mischief. His sleek, dark hair was tousled just enough to give him that effortlessly sexy look. With a chiseled jawline and a smile that could melt hearts, Jake was the epitome of smoking hot. Any girl would want him inside them. Upon approaching my father, I couldn't help but admire his confident stride and the way his eyes sparkled with warmth. Handing over some sort of document to Dad, he then turned towards me, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of

He pulled at my hair and it only felt better. My nipples ached even more painfully. "I... I... I don't know, daddy. I... I just want it so much. I... I am such a whore..." I said, looking right into daddy Grayson's eyes as it dawned on me yet again on who this man was. My father's best friend. The cock I was desperately fucking back onto also belonged to my father's best friend. Men two decades older than I was. Heavens, Daisy. How did you become such a slut and ohhh, Daisy, how do you feel being such a whore?

I'm tanned with brown long hair but tail and ears are blond, daddy call me special and cute, my eyes are hazel colored. My daddy is James, the big guy sleeping next to me, he's like so tall! So tall, everyone is shorter than him, when he carries me no one can touch me up high. He's a vampire, he's also a bad guy, he's the one in charge of the whole family, he's been my daddy since day one. He explained to me that he's my daddy, like really my daddy, he used the word mate, that we are together forever.

"Of course, you can be a model, sweetheart. You will be a model. Daddy will make sure of that." Darya cupped her dad's cheeks. "Really, daddy?" It was hard for Damien to nod. He even swallowed hard and glanced at me before he nodded at her. "Mommy, I will be a model!" I nodded and smiled. "Yes, baby. You will be a model." Damien sighed and looked at me. "This is crazy." I chuckled and held his hand. "Mom sent me the details of the clothing company. She's modeling kids' clothes."

” Joelle ~That is what she thinks? Damon ~”I am never letting her go, she just has not realised it yet.” Joelle ~”I guess she is your nine this morning? Should I go grab something from downstairs?” Damon ~”I don't know if she eats petites so get one of everything.” As I close my office door behind me, my phone rings. It's my father. Damon ~”Hey dad.” Richard ~”Hello Damon, how you doing son?” Damon ~”Very well, thanks.”

He could remember when Alexia saw it, she was like “Daddy is that our mommy? me and mommy look-alike" she said with her cute baby voice making Damien smile. He can't wait to finish this launching party and go stay with his kids, he always prayed for a Son but never knew he would love a daughter more. She always makes his day lively. She's his princess and his happiness same with his son. He's so quiet always loving his own privacy. he's so proud to be their father, Damien smiles before he closes his eyes and sleeps.

His heart surged with emotions, a mix of love, elation, and pain. But still, the toddler remained confused. "I don't understand, Mommy. Uncle Damian is my daddy?" Hayley nodded in affirmation, patting Daisy's hair as she replied. "Yes, my love. Say hi to Daddy," Daisy turned to Leonardo, staring at him for confirmation of what she had just heard from her mother. "Is that true, Uncle Damian? Are you my daddy?" She questioned. Leonardo tore his intent gaze from Hayley, staring down at his child in his arms. He paused and nodded, a wide and reassuring grin curving on his lips. "Yes, princess. I am your daddy," Leonardo tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.

he asks, voice rough. “Yes. Please.” He begins to move in long, measured strokes. Every thrust is controlled. Every retreat is slow. His eyes stay locked on mine. One of his hands remains spread over the side of my belly, steadying, feeling. Zavian stays close on my other side, kissing my mouth, my cheek, the corner of my eye. His fingers stroke through my hair and then trail down to rest over Caspian’s hand on my stomach so that both of them are touching me and the babies at once.

“What the hell is going on? Why did you have me dragged away from school? If my father finds out—” “You were sold, Celeste.” He said, cutting me off. He took a step forward and she took one back. “Excuse me?” she blinked. “Your father owed me five million dollars. He couldn’t pay. So he offered something more valuable.” Her mouth went dry. “No. You’re lying. My father would never.” “He signed the deal himself.” he smirked. “You’re here because I want you. Do you remember the masked night two weeks ago and that night in New York, a month ago?” His voice was sultry and tempting.

"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