Naruto While Daddy Sleeps Novels & Stories

“Daddy!!!” (STOP IT!!!!!) ~~~~~~ I shoot up in bed, what is going on? I feel tears streaming down my face and my pillow is damp with sweat. I look over to my mate and the dread is coming down in waves. Her tears are flowing freely in her sleep, and she is calling for her dad. My heart is breaking, what could she be dreaming?

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.

"Darius, my small paws will stay right here by your side all through the dawn hours." Darius shakes his head against the straw pillow. "There is absolutely no need for that, little brother. Your frame endured a super long day of wood-chopping drills. March back to our camp and get some proper rest." Nyra presses his hands together, his face twisting into a dramatic mask of pure worry. "But my inner wolf is just so incredibly concerned about your alpha heart!" Darius forces his eyes to soften, giving him a reassuring look. "My frame will survive just fine. The arena drone worker is staying inside the lobby anyway. Get a good night of sleep so your face is completely ready for tomorrow’s live

A soft gasp escaped her lips as Chloe jolted awake. Harvey Fletcher, Rachel’s dad and her father’s closest friend, was the last person she should want to think about like this. But she did. Her sheets twisted around her legs, and her skin felt warm as beads of sweat dripped down her forehead. It was a dream, no doubt, but the wetness between her legs was real. Chloe got up and slipped out of the bed. She refused to look back at the sheets, as if they might accuse her of something.

The cool night air kissed my bare skin, raising goosebumps along my thighs. “Fuck,” he groaned softly, his gaze locked on my exposed pussy. “Such a needy little slut for Daddy.” I stole a quick glance at the tent—dark and still, no sign of movement. Please stay asleep, Mom. Please don’t wake up. "Sit on me, baby" he ordered, wiping his tongue over his lips like a predator that couldn't wait to devour his prey.

He was wearing nothing but boxers, stretched out casually next to Joyce, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, he wasn’t flustered in the slightest. Instead, he deliberately draped one leg over Joyce’s body. "Woah, if it isn't the violent maniac? Joyce already told me that I can live in this house as long as I want, and throw anything that belongs to you away! "I'm her daddy after all, so it's only natural I take care of my daughter." I nodded calmly and walked to the bedside. Then I yanked the blanket away.

“ fuck- daddy ! “ I cried out as I felt my walls clenching before something exploded. I was cumming once again on his fingers. My fingers tightly fisted the sheets as my back arched feeling overwhelmed. My eyes were glossy as I looked at him with my tired, sleepy eyes. “ that’s right. Sleep for daddy, good girl “ I slowly blinked before my body fell limp. I was too tired to move a muscle. My eyes slowly closed as I slowly fell asleep in the embrace of my hot uncle whom I called daddy too. I was doomed.

My heart pounded in my chest as I watched Noriko nursing with passion. Daddy groaned. His fingers slid through my friend's glossy-black hair He gripped a fistful of her tresses. He held her tight as she bobbed her head. She worked her mouth up and down his cock, nursing with all her might. More drool ran down her chin as Daddy pulled off his shirt. He was... muscular. Strong. Powerful. I shuddered as Mom groaned. She licked my earlobe again, sending a shiver through me that ended at my little cunny. Why would Mommy do that?

"Are you my daddy?" ***

He was now completely buried deep inside me, his thumb frozen on my clit. "No!" I sobbed. "Please, don't…" He was doing it again, denying me that release. "Beg me," he said, his eyes dark and commanding. "Beg me properly to let you come." Tears streamed down my face. "Please, Daddy. Please let me come. I've been good. I've waited. I've obeyed you. Please…" "That's not begging Isadora. Do it well!” He declared and I swear he was enjoying this way too much.