Her Dragon Daddy Novels & Stories

It might be my mage powers growing but I will ask my dad about it. I hadn't heard much about his dad as I did his mom. I was curious. "Where is your Dad?" "Not far from here. He was the Dragon Lord before he became the King of the Amyssian Empire. Red Dragons are stronger than normal Dragons so they are always trained as Dragon Lords." "So you are the Son of a Dragon Lord?"

His eyes caught one and he asked, “How about we play, ‘just dance’ together” Curtis looked at him with wide eyes. Uncle Adam never liked that game and said it was because he didn’t know how to dance and meeting his daddy for the first time, he didn’t look like a man who could dance either so the suggestion amazed the little boy and he asked, “Daddy, can you dance?” “Yeah, Daddy can dance very well,” Cooper was quick to respond since he danced with his father a lot during birthdays and even with kid games such as these.

A growl escaped him, arousal evident in the gravelly edge and she could almost picture him adjusting himself, his dominance warring with the pull of her submission. "Fuck, kitten! you're playing dirty and making it hard to say no. Always so desperate for daddy's cock, aren't you? Fine… I'll wrap it up and head back. But it'll be late, past midnight. Don't pout if I'm not there to pin you down right away.” A secret thrill bloomed in her chest, happiness bubbling despite her feigned nonchalance. "It's okay, daddy. I'll wait. Just hurry back to your kitten. Drive safe."

he said in between soft kisses,”But know this, I want to spend the rest of my life with you,and the dragon knows this. “Mmm,” she said, her blue green eyes sparkling, for despite her reservations, she gave in. Drago kissed her again, but this one was anything but soft, instead it was full of lustful passion. As his warm hands caressed her sides, he deepened their kiss, and soon, his tongue was entangled with hers, coming together in a sensual,demanding dance. “You are so beautiful, mate of mine,” he growled in a deep voice, that Madchen thought was his possessive dragon. Possessive...Adam had warned her about dragons when he cornered her at the mansion while Drago was loading the boat.

Clothing shredded and roses exploded into petals as the dragon’s wings and tail whipped wildly, before a snort shrivelled the lawn into ash sending a strong scent of burnt hay into the air. “Shit!” Harry gaped open-mouthed as the dragon took full form. Strong clawed feet sank into the soil as his long tail rasped scale against the stone walls, and wings spreading, hooking on the veranda over the doorway, lifting tile and splintering wood. The dragon was a deep, dark green, with hard horned scales that darkened to black at the edges. “Well, I guess we know who your daddy is,” Harry commented. “He’s not as cute and cuddly as you, my love,” they added, putting their arm around Jules’ shoulders.

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.

Her bio dad was a hunter with a dragon he used to murder. She can’t be serious about keeping this thing as a pet, right?

A cord is around his neck with a small bag attached at the bottom. Strange. Pepper moans and the egg lights up as the baby inside senses the nearness of his mother. Drakon looks up and smiles. That smile on his handsome face is scarier than anything I've ever seen. "I'm explaining to my son that he will be the mightiest dragon ever born. He understands and he's ready to take his place beside me." Drakon is insane. We all knew it but I suddenly realize his crazy is half a cracker short of a crayon box.

“We missed you like crazy.” “We’re so damn proud of you, Ty,” Dad Tyson added. “Mastering the hardest dragon powers in half the time? That’s my boy.” “Must be your and Daddy’s genes,” I teased. Dad chuckled. “You know that’s not how it works for dragons, kid. That’s all you. You’ve grown into a hell of a man.” Then he leaned closer, voice low and mischievous. “Now help me prank Zoe. I swear I’ll go feral if that woman paints another glitter rune on my tail while I’m asleep.”

“Do you want to know why I was so determined to beat you at the auction that night?” Danny’s face twisted in confusion. “What are you talking about?” “Desha Riordan is my mother’s name. She died by suicide. Do you remember that name?” Draco’s gaze was piercing. Danny staggered back in shock. “Y-you’re Desha’s son?” Draco nodded without hesitation. “Yes, I’m Desha’s son.” Danny shook his head in disbelief. “No! You can’t be my son!” Draco’s smirk deepened. “Do you think I’d ever acknowledge you as my father? Never. I’d never want a womanizing bastard like you for a father. You abandoned my mother for a prostitute. Someone like you doesn’t deserve to be called a father.”