Harry Styles Daddy Kink Novels & Stories

"You're going to be a good boy for Daddy. And if you please me, I might even let you keep the cologne." The word "Daddy" sent a shock through Leo's system. It was humiliating, and yet, it sparked a dark, forbidden heat in his groin. He was trapped, and this powerful, older man was about to claim his payment. "Stand up," Damon commanded. Leo rose to his feet, his legs feeling like jelly. "Strip. Let Daddy see what he's working with."

He locked my thighs in his arms and ate me till I was completely ravaged, and I pulled at his hair in return, to soften how overwhelmed I was feeling, the insatiable need he was slowly fulfilling. “What's my name?” “Dane?” I was fucking dying, crying my eyes out. Sometimes I would try to get away because it would get too much but he'll just drag me back to his mouth and suck. This man knew exactly what to do with his tongue and mouth. “No. Say daddy.” Fucking hell. I didn't even risk defying him. He deserved it. “Daddy.” I responded, hopeless, biting my lips hard with hooded eyes as he kept hitting a spot with his tongue until I saw the whole galaxy, fuck stars.

“I – I’m so sorry about that.” “It’s okay. No harm done,” Dad said quickly. I didn’t miss the look Theo gave me. I didn’t want his pity. It wasn’t like my Mom was dead anyway. I cocked a brow at him, holding his gaze. I wanted him to look away, but he simply smiled. I was the one to look away instead. Someone cleared their throat. Harry had come downstairs dressed in a white shirt and slacks and smelling like Dad’s cologne. “This is my son, Harry.”

His jaw hardened, the muscles in his neck looked strained. Richard touched his own neck, then chuckled softly while spreading jam on his bread. "The usual... this is the doing of your future stepmother, Than. Turns out your Daddy really couldn't hold himself back last night, huh. Daddy feels a bit regretful for being too rough on her," Richard said without any burden. *Thump.*

Little Harry knows his daddy always get mad when he watches those stuff with his grandpa and forgets playing music instead. Daddy stands in front of Little Harry, “And was Harry a good boy today?” “You fucking monster.” I say to my dad even if he cannot hear me. Little Harry pout as tiny tears forms around his eyes, “No?” Dad points to the couch, “To the couch, now.” Little Harry begin to cry, “B-B-But daddy…” “NOW!”

I came across many good people and was living great. I started working at a nightclub in order to gain that spiritual contact with humans. I never shared intimacy as my every customer faded by my touch, but he was satisfied. Why? We vampires have supernatural abilities to calm and release stress through our touch only. I was known as "the queen" in that night club. Everything was going fine until that night came.

He grins before dipping his head to press a kiss to my lips. Feeling a little sassy, I stare up at him playfully, “You aren’t one of those men with a Daddy kink, are you?” I watch as his eyes widen, and then he moves quickly, “Ouch!” He slaps my backside. “Hell no! I’m not into DDlg! Although, you can call me Daddy anytime,” he wiggles his eyebrows at me, “I like, my women to act their age.”

“Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you. I want to hear it from that pretty mouth while you stand here in my hallway looking like this.” My skin flushed warmer at his words, and I could feel the slick heat between my legs growing. I tilted my head back slightly, giving him more access to my neck, and said, “I want you to fuck me, daddy. Right here if you want. I want you to pull this dress up, bend me over, and take me until I’m shaking. Until I can’t walk straight, just like you said.”

This man can be her subject tonight for her experiment. Maybe he is better than the candy daddy and he can be her new daddy. Can she call him whiskey daddy? Maybe?? Inner world cringe. Maybe she is drunk at all. Candace moans and grinds harder onto his length as he squeezes her soft breast. He keeps humming against their kiss and it makes her wet more. As if they are all alone on that dance floor, their bodies press onto each other more with every second. The position gets harder for Candace to keep kissing as her back pressed onto his front, but she doesn't care. She turns her head to her right as much as she can and takes what she can take.

"Pound my slutty pussy! Make it hurt so good with that monster cock!" He groaned, leaning down to capture my mouth in a messy kiss, tongues tangling as he rutted into me. "Yeah? You love being Daddy's cumdump, don't you? Taking your uncle's load deep, letting it drip out like a used toy." "Yes! Breed me again, Daddy! Fill my dirty hole with your hot cum!" I bucked up to meet him, the angle letting him hit deeper, my G-spot exploding with every slam.