Ruin Me Daddy Novels & Stories

I just want you to call me YOURS. You know what I think about the most? I think about you being mean. Like, not actually mean, but like... controlling? Bossy? I want you to tell me what to do. I want you to grab my hair and shove my face down and fuck my throat until I can't breathe. I want you to bend me over and spank me until I cry and then fuck me anyway. [long pause] I want you to ruin me, daddy. [whispered]

“Ruin me, Daddy. Ruin me.” He responded with a hungry, muffled growl that shot straight to my clit. One of his hands left my ass only to come down in a sharp, stinging slap that bloomed into delicious heat across my flesh. I cried out and ground down harder against his tongue. “Yes—yes, Daddy!”

"Because sending you to jail is too easy. I want you to stay in the logistics pool. I want you to wake up every single morning, pull on your cheap entry-level uniform, and watch from the basement as I take your inheritance, your legacy, and the empire you thought you owned. Enjoy your weekend, Finn. Monday morning comes very fast." She turned on her heel, her arm sliding smoothly into my father's grip as they walked out of the lounge together, leaving me completely broken, drowning in the cold, dark reality of my own ruin.

“Tomorrow the whole world will know you’re mine. They’ll see the video and call you every filthy name they can think of. But they’ll never know how beautifully you take my cock. How you beg for Daddy to ruin this tight little pussy.” He pounded into me harder, the wet slapping sounds of skin on skin echoing through the room. My breasts bounced with every thrust, my juices coating his cock and dripping down my ass. “Say it,” he growled, thumb finding my clit and rubbing tight circles. “Tell me you want Daddy to ruin you.” “I want you to ruin me,” I sobbed, pleasure building to an unbearable peak. “Please, Daddy… ruin me… make me yours so completely that nothing else matters…”

“I trusted you with my daughter’s future, and this is what you do?” Rory stepped forward, fierce and unapologetic despite the tears in her eyes. “Dad, I love him. This isn’t some temporary fling or rebellion. He sees me—the real me. My dreams, my flaws, my ambition. He makes me better, and I make him better. We’ve fought for this. We’ve risked everything for this.”

He stills, fingers buried deep, waiting. I look at the man who broke me in front of the world and somehow still owns every starving place inside me. The words leave my mouth before I can stop them. “Ruin me.” The golden fire in his eyes turns lethal. “Please,” I whisper, hips rolling against his hand, shameless now. “I don’t want careful. I don’t want gentle. I want you to take every single thing you’ve been holding back and ruin me with it. Right here. Tonight. I need it. I need you, daddy. Please, ruin me, Riven.”

I sink my teeth into his shoulder as he slams into me, the sharp sting muffled by his skin. He grunts, hips bucking for a second before driving deeper. “Fuck...Lisa...we really-” “Don’t stop,” I gasp, breathless, nails raking down his back. “Even if mom walks in.Don’t. Stop.” He groans like he’s losing himself. “You are so going to ruin me.” “That’s the point, daddy dearest. I want to ruin you, so fuck me hard.”

My father immediately turned to face him, clearing his throat before calling his name. "W-what happened here?" Ulric asked, still examining the damage. He ran his fingers over the broken frame before finally making eye contact with my father. "Pathetic." I muttered under my breath, shaking my head—loud enough for both Ulric and my father to hear. They both looked at me, then at each other. "Don't tell me you and Kade—" "It's nothing to bother yourself with," my father cut him off quickly before Ulric could launch into his usual sermons. "It's merely…" He cleared his throat, glancing at me with a resentful look before turning back to Ulric. "…family matters."

It was something much more terrifying, something I had fought tooth and nail to deny ever since the day our paths first crossed. I stared up at the sharp, aristocratic lines of his face in the dim light, the words slipping past my lips before my brain had even given me permission to speak them. Softly, vulnerably, in the quiet aftermath of the storm, I whispered into the space between us: You're my dad, Creed.

you're still as useless as I left you I see ** I chuckle [[ that much has not changed I'm afraid ]] ** you need to open your eyes and get up human, our pup is weeping alone in the woods for us, if you do not get up then we will both be lost for good ** Raven, my lovely daughter, daddy is so tired. {{ Daddy! }} he voice echoed through the darkness and my eyes opened once more {{ Daddy! please, you can't leave me here, please daddy! wake up! }} I could hear her sob and it made me sob too [[ I'm such a failure, as a father and as an Alpha ]] ** nonsense! the only time you become a failure is when you do not try, when you cease to fight, now fight! our pup needs us and so does our mate, get up!