My Stepdaddy Wants Me Novels & Stories

I know exactly what he's about to do, but I don't have the wherewithal to do anything but wait for his touch. His lips press into mine, and as much as I'm weirded out by Daddy's lust for me, my body doesn't have that hesitation. All that libido I'd been agonizing over for weeks comes to the forefront, my body flush with all sorts of chemicals and arousal, like a burst of unbridled energy. “Daddy,” I say. “What are you doing? You're my stepfather.” He grips the back of my hair, lightly tugging on it to steady my head as he looks deep into my eyes, towering over me. “Not anymore, girl. I'm the man who's going to take care of you.”

He’d put too much effort into her to watch that happen. That was a few weeks back. Now, he watched his soon-to-be stepdaughter with interest. A fierce desire to know where she was, what she was doing, who she was with—that sort of nonsense. It didn’t bother him one bit, this newfound interest; she was his, after all. His to watch over. Wasn’t that the whole point of a stepfather? With extra benefits, of course. And when this was all done with—when he had the human society and the rest of the Vampire Clans under his control—his little girl would remain by his side.

“Of course I do. You know I do. I think about it every damn day. But I’m your stepfather.” “I like both our roles,” I plead. “I love that you’re my stepdad and take care of me, and I also like…ugh.” I duck my head, struggling to say what I want to say, and he leans back and tucks a finger under my chin, lifting my face up to his. “Say it,” he says, his gaze intense. “I like it when…you’re still my dad. When it’s naughty, like you can’t resist me.” “You mean that you like daddy play,” he finishes for me, eyes searching my face.

"Just some sibling rivalry. Nothing to worry about." Victor’s gaze flicked between Luca and Ethan, then settled on me. His eyes softened for a moment, but there was something else there—something possessive. "Ariana," he said softly, "go inside. It’s getting late." I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want to leave them alone, not when the tension between the three of them was so palpable. But I didn’t have a choice. Victor was my stepfather. His authority was absolute, even when it was wrapped in a layer of quiet intensity.

I answered moderately. Somehow my mind drifted to the ugly incident of Hades' marking and the adulterous night. I tried to pull out of the horrific memories and pick up something positive to say. “What kind of an Alpha was Hunter?” I blurted out, before I could stop myself. I shook my head, what was I doing? Shouldn't I be asking about Hades instead of his stepdad? I tried to convince myself that I needed to know about the past Alpha to be able to understand the present one.

Then I pushed them both back onto their knees and stood over them, still dripping. “You’re both mine until I say otherwise,” I told them. “You don’t cum. You don’t leave this room. You don’t touch each other unless I tell you to. And if either of you even thinks about arguing again…” I held up the phone. “His wife finds out everything.” My step-dad’s voice was barely a whisper. “What do you want from us?” I smiled down at the two hard, ruined, beautiful men on the floor. “Everything,” I said. “And we’re just getting started.”

I rode him fast grinding my clit on him until I came again screaming his name. "Yes ride me you brat," he said gripping my hips tight. "Take all of my cock. You love getting fucked by your stepdad do not you?" "I love it Daddy," I moaned loud. "Your cock is so big. I am addicted to you now. Fuck me anytime you want."

“I don’t fuck girls, Dolly. I fuck ladies. When you were a girl, I thought I wanted to be your guardian but when I moved in with you, even after I saw how your mom is a shitty parent, I couldn’t bring myself to get into this role. I gave you money, support, clothes and a nice room and whatever the fuck it is kids need, but not parenthood. Because I’m not your parent, sweetheart. And I’m about to do very un-parental things to you.” My thighs open wide without my permission, and I hold my breath as he inches closer, his face now an inch from mine. “Anyone can see us from outside,” I mutter. He shakes his head, staring at the pulse in my neck. “No, baby. One-sided glass window. I could fuck you

So much that it pushes out around his cock in creamy waves, running down my thighs in rivers. He stays buried deep, grinding, pushing every drop into me while whispering filthy praise. “That’s it. Take all of Daddy’s cum. Maybe I’ll knock up my own stepdaughter and make you explain it to your mother.” I’m still trembling, pussy fluttering around him, when we hear Mom’s footsteps coming back up the stairs. “Sweetheart? Are you coming? I’m starting to worry.” My stepdad smirks, still balls-deep inside my overflowing cunt. He leans down and bites my neck hard enough to leave a mark.

And worse, I'd actually begged him to fuck me. My stepfather. "More," he groaned. He wrapped one hand around his cock and slowly stroked his thick shaft, watching me through heavy-lidded eyes. My gaze dropped to his cock. Precum glistened at the tip, and I swallowed. I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted to taste him. “Please fuck me. I want your big cock in my mouth. I want to taste you, Daddy.” I swallowed, hardly recognizing myself. But once I started, I couldn’t seem to stop.