Ruin Me Daddy Novels & Stories

"Of course, miss." "Let me go! She can't get away with this! You know who my daddy is?" She snarled, fighting them. “You think you can just ruin us and get away with it? I'll kill you, you fat bitch!" "Ruin?" I asked, curious. She snarled. Her eyes glistening with tears. "It's all your fault Daddy's broke! You should have just died!"

"I will never deprive my daddy! I... I will never stay away from you! It's all my fault! I should have trusted my daddy more than anyone else! You want me! You want me so much and it was never an act! I know! I know now! I know please... Daddyyyy! Oh fuck! Oh please!" "Whose words are you going to fucking trust from now on?" "Yours, daddy! Yours only!" I cried. "Desperate slut! Cum for daddy!" Those words unleashed a climax that was long due. I let my body accept the pleasure fully and I fell into a violent spasm as the climax rocked me hard. My body stretched and my back arched but I remained firmly strapped all while cumming and squirting my juices with the vibrator still inside of me. I w

“Oh? Humor me, why don’t you?” “You’ll think it’s stupid,” I say and bite my bottom lip. “Humor me, Chloe Jane,” he says again, and I notice that there’s no amusement in his voice at all. “I promise not to laugh.” Could I really trust Ruin with something like this? I mean, he’s not loyal to me. My father is the one paying him to protect me. But who else can I ask?

I gazed hard at his toned body as I forced myself up from my position to go have a touch. “You’re my ruin.” I gave him an honest answer, because that’s exactly who he is to me. He’s my ruin, my hell, and still my heaven. All gathered into one. Cause who thinks it’s healthy to want your father’s best friend in ways that isn’t pure or clean. Who lusts after a man old enough to be her father? I might be mad. I might need some professional help. I don’t care. I want him, I’ve had him, and I don’t think I’m ever going to let go.

My soaked pussy was still on his tongue, but now he was fucking up into my tits. “Fucking hell,” he growled, breaking away from my pussy just long enough to gasp. “You’re gonna kill me with this. This wet pussy on my tongue and these fat tits around my cock? You were made to be ruined.” “Then ruin me,” I sobbed. “Fucking ruin me, Daddy.”

He tossed the wet scrap onto the tiles. “Fucking hell…” he murmured, dragging his hands up my inner thighs. “You’re soaked. Did just watching me swim do this to you?” “You looked… beautiful,” I admitted breathlessly. His eyes narrowed. “Don’t call me that.” “Why not?” “Because I don’t want to be beautiful to you, Reina. I want to be the man who ruins you.” "Daddy..." I trailed off, just hearing him say he'd ruin me made my pussy start throbbing shamelessly again.

“Look at you slutty little thing, begging for it harder than your mum ever did. You love it, don’t you? Getting ruined by me.” “Yes daddy,” I gasped, the words spilling out of me without thought.

“Because he was proud of you.” Tears burn behind my eyes. “He said you were stubborn,” Ruin says. “Too smart for your own good. That you survived things that should’ve broken you.” My shoulders shake with the silent sobs I can’t control. “He said you had a wolf that refused to die,” Ruin finishes quietly. “And that if anyone ever tried to cage you again… he’d burn the world down.” A soft, aching sound slips from my throat. I press my fists to my eyes, trying to hold myself together.

I grabbed the counter as my knees threatened to fail me. Once the dishes were done, I turned off the lights and headed to my room but in the hallway, something caught me in my tracks. My parents voice from their bedroom. They never argued but right now, their voices carried so much tension. My heart jumped to my throat as I took quiet steps towards the door. I pressed myself against the door, hoping no one would open it. “I know you love him but you can't pretend like you know him,” Father said. “He’s family. Dante is my brother.”

Lazily, he walked his fingers into my slick pussy and oh, good lord, it felt damn good. His every touch pushed me towards my climax, I wanted to cum but he had warned me not to. "Speak." He hissed, his voice etched with impatience. "I love your every touch, Soren." He pushed me towards the wall, pinning my hands above my head. Biting my neck, he rasped, his breath steady. "Call me Daddy." "Daddy." I moaned, shutting my eyes as I shimmered under his sinful dominance. So hard— he pushed me the bed, towering over me like doom.