Novel & Cerita My Babys Daddy Book

"Make your baby a woman." I lay on my back and parted my legs. I could feel the cool air on my hot pussy. Daddy's eyes were on my wet opening. I reached down and massaged my clit. "You're such a hot fucking slut," daddy said and adjusted his crotch. "Just the kind of woman for you then," I smiled. "You have no idea, baby." "Then take me, daddy. Fuck your baby!" "I will fuck you," daddy said and pulled his shirt off. "But only once you've understood and accepted the rules."

i ask wondering how many people have been reading my mind all day. "Just me and my betas it's mother nature way to make sure you're always safe. You're daddy or daddies will be able to do it too once you bond" he keep on talking "I don't want a daddy or daddies" i inform him loudly. "Ohh but babby you are getting one wether you like it or not. I can't leave a puppy wondering unattended, you saw where that took you" he says pointing to my sprained leg.

I’d slept completely naked, body still marked with faint bruises and bite prints from Ronan’s rough hands. “But the sink in the bathroom is busted. I need to clean up.” Bella rolled her eyes dramatically. “Ugh, that old thing again? Don’t worry, I’ll tell Daddy when he gets back. He can fix anything. He’s so good with his hands.” The word *Daddy* hit me like a bolt of filthy lightning, shooting straight to my throbbing clit and soaking the sheets beneath me. He was her daddy… but last night he had been *mine* too. My Daddy. The one who held me down, spread my legs wide, and fucked me so deep and hard I saw stars.

You couldn't really judge a book by its cover. “I thought Elara's drunkard father was bad,” With a hooded smile on his face, he turned away from me and threw the contents of the glass in his hand down his throat. He winced and cleaned the remnant on his lips. “Isabel's family are leeches! Not only that, but Isabel herself is nagging me every single day!” There was anger in his eyes. I didn't comment on Isabel's parents being leeches. “She is pregnant, Connor. Isn't that supposed to be normal?”

She is aware of the fact that she is adapted. She reached her home, she opened the door very quietly and tip toed towards her room as she didn’t wanted to wake her papa. Suddenly she heard her father “welcome back” she got scared and turn around and hugged her father “I missed you papa” Babi said while kissing her father “I missed you too darling. Come on let’s eat” “Don’t tell me you didn’t eat last night?” “No baby I ate but very little you I can’t eat alone. Let’s leave it I’ve already prepared breakfast, your favourite bacon and chicken salad”

I get two fingers inside her and she starts riding them like the most erotic cowgirl I’ve ever seen. It’s too much—I’m getting lightheaded from need. “You know what happens when you’re naughty, baby?” I wiggle my fingers inside her but I can’t quite reach her G-spot. “What?” she breathes. “You take your daddy’s big cock. Are you ready for it?” “Yes.” She rocks over my fingers. “Yes, Daddy,” I correct her. I don’t know why I’m getting into being her daddy so much, but I am. “Yes, Daddy.”

"Are you expecting my baby Isabella?" Yes but my baby can't have a daddy like you. He only wants it for his business. He doesn't care about us. How can a heartless person want a baby? I know if I say yes, he'll fight with everything he has for it and pay some woman to act as its mother and his wife. The need to protect my baby kicks in and I look him in the eye. "No. Its mine and Harry's. I'm only nine weeks long." I add.

She shivered at the intensity of hatred she saw in his eyes. "When did you give birth?" There was a sudden drop-pin silence ensuing between them both. Mae suddenly thought about how he had managed to know about her child. She wondered when he started keeping close tabs on her. And then too, she wondered if he knew the child was his. it would be devastating. instead of responding, she kept quiet instead. "Cat got your tongue, Miss Madison?" He asked sarcastically. Mae stood still not saying anything, she played with her fingers. She had never been so nervous as this in her entire life.

A memory of loving them both. Of promising them both. Of breaking both their hearts to save the world. Our daughter cooed in my arms, tiny hand reaching up to touch Valerian’s cheek. He leaned into it, tears falling like liquid sunlight. And I knew, with a terror that went bone deep, that the real war hadn’t started yet. It would start the day our daughter spoke her first word. And whichever name she said first Daddy or Father—would decide the fate of two kingdoms.

Xavier said, as soon as they were out of the office. "Yes Daddy, but sporadically she looks down at us, she even mocks us saying we're poor." Nadiyah responded. "And who said Daddy is poor? Is your Daddy poor? When next someone says Daddy is poor, what do you girls have to say?" "DADDY IS A BILLIONAIRE." They chorused, laughing at what they just said. Charlotte couldn't hide her laughter, and burst out laughing. "That's my angel, you don't want to miss your first period. Get going, I will come pick you up from school. Daddy has a big surprise for his angel's."