Novel & Cerita My Hero Daddy

There she was—my daughter, darting across the grass, curls flying, her bandaged knee no hindrance to the chase she led with other children. She wobbled once, her foot catching on the uneven ground, and my breath seized. But she didn’t slow. Determination burned in her eyes, stronger than pain, stronger than caution. She wanted me, and nothing would stop her. Relief and terror collided in me until she finally crashed into my arms. She spotted me and froze. Then her face split into light. “Daddy!” The word cut through everything. I crossed the distance in strides, and she ran—limping only slightly—straight into my arms.

Kendra POV Daddy snuggles me in his arms. I am so scared of that man that came to visit. It was horrifying. Daddy said he would take care of me and not to be afraid. Now daddy is telling me that the man was a wolf and that my daddy is a wolf. I am so fearful of the man. Daddy rocks me and gives me my bottle to try to soothe me. I have such a big strong daddy. I have to trust he will protect me from the wolf. I think I might love my daddy.

The girls disentangle the hug from him when they heard him cry. Mariyah cupped his face in her hands, and used her thump to wipe his tears. "Daddy, you are a hero, you're our superhero, why are you crying when you came to save us?" "I'm sorry I came late, I don't know what I would have done if I had lose you. I don't know what I would have told your mom. You girls are all we have, I can't be separated from you again. You all are my life, you are all I have gotten."

His eyes held her faint eyes and he whispered while stroking his dick softly. “You are my fucking addiction momma, so spread those legs wide for Daddy!”

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

I replied. “OK, I guess he was a superhero then,” he replied. ‘Yes, he's a hero. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't ever have had you, my sweety,’ I said in my thoughts. “Mommy was he not?” he asked, noticing my silence. "He was sweetie, your grandfather was a hero, a very big superhero, OK," I said, holding back tears. “Woah I'm also going to be like him and daddy.”

Daddy? She feels like a naughty girl who is jumping on her daddy's lap, she is a feverish slut for this man who is fucking her mercilessly. She never called a man daddy during sex, but the dirtiness of the idea makes her insides pulsate around his cock. "Oh! You are squeezing me so hard." He groans and smiles at her arrogantly. "Are you gonna come, babygirl?" "Ahh, yess.." She breathes out and clenches her hands on his shoulders, looks at his eyes. "I am gonna come, daddy! "

"Are you crying? Who broke your heart, dude? This isn't the time to be thinking about that bitc—" "I'm the father." It sounded strange in my mouth, but still pleasing to hear. "Beckett and Zara... I'm their father." I repeated to myself to make myself believe it. Elara stood there. Still. Before she began moving towards me. Slowly at first. "What do you mean? The results from the hospital..." "I think they were doctored. I will have to look into that too." I told her. "But, I am Beckett's father. We can transplant my bone marrow into his. He can live. He will live." I told her with so much conviction.

I let out a furious roar and rushed forward, shoving Kenneth aside. Caught off guard, he stumbled backward and hit the blackboard. He shouted, "How dare you push me?! Security! Where the hell is security?" I took off my jacket and wrapped it tightly around my trembling son. When I saw the bloody marks on his arms, my heart felt as though it was being torn apart. "Dad, the clothes are ruined. Did I misbehave?" Kyrie leaned against me, his voice hoarse. "Kyrie, you're the best. They're the mean ones. I'm going to get revenge for you right now!"

and “Wet For Step Daddy’s Best Friend” THE END!