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I NEED TO FEEL FULL OF MY DADDY COCK, PUT IT BACK! He laughed as he continued to slowly pull out, until just the tip was left. "You want Daddy to fill you up again Tara? Is that what you want to be full of your Daddy's cock? Do you want me to keep pumping in and out of you until you cum? Until Daddy Cums in your still unprotected womb? Gio told you to get on birth control, l, but you haven't yet, have you? You can't because your doctor didn't have an opening until Monday. So, if I keep loving you like I am all night Tara you'll be so full of your Daddy's cum you'll end up with Daddy's Baby. Daddy's Baby in his ripe Princess."

“Dad, I want you to meet my—” Her gaze ascended to my father, and her eyes grew wider as she stepped back. “Oh, Goddess.” Her face was ashen as she stared at my father in shock. “He’s your father.” “Yeah. Wylon. Dad, my mate, Shadow.” “Nice to finally meet you, Shadow. Forgive me for being fashionably late.” Dad extended his hand for a handshake, but Shadow was rooted to her place, staring at him. From being shocked, something seared inside her. Her eyes began glowing.

I said with a shrug, smiling as she trotted after me. "So, how does it feel having the Family Tattoo?" she asked, her voice curious. I shrugged nonchalantly. "Nothing special." "Nothing special? That's a lie!" Sharon shot me a look of disbelief. "My dad says our family tattoo is powerful. It can even kill people..." “Kills people? Who told you that nonsense?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at her dramatic claim.

“He won’t come near you again. I’m here.” I didn’t respond. I just held onto him tightly as I cried, letting myself break down in the safety of his warmth. It felt like, for the first time today, the world slowed down. His embrace was warm. Secure. Safe. “I’ll take you to my office.” I knew Tito Damien was a businessman. Wealthy. Influential. But I didn’t know he owned a club too. Honestly, he was a mystery. Even Justin only knew a few of his businesses.

Stacie pouted at me making me feel guilty right now. But they don't know how it feels to go to a club with your mom, watch the woman who gave birth to you get hinted on by a couple of guys twice younger than her. It sucks and it's so embarrassing. "Okay enough of that baby cakes, How is your dating life right now."

“You’re too much. She’s our Mommy. How could you steal our mommy from us?” Shaun froze. No matter how stupid he was, he still knew how important a mommy and daddy were for every child. His lips quivered, and he bit his sexy lips and suddenly cried. “I don’t have a mommy. I don’t have one…” Catherine was completely flabbergasted. Suzie was dumbfounded. She felt like she had done something heinous. Just then, Lea stood out stiffly and said gently, “Shaunny, don’t cry. I’m your mommy. This is your daddy.”

He watches me without saying a thing. I carefully wipe the wine off my face, I’m not about to give him the satisfaction of thinking I'm an annoying college student. “Please help me to call my baby daddy, tell him I don’t mind if he’s shy. I would rather deal with a shy twenty-three-year-old man than a thirty-three-year-old billionaire who owns half the city.” “ I’m shadow_23. You talk too much.” I throw my hands up exasperatedly, “So now it’s my fault? We wouldn’t be having this conversation in the first place if you had not kidnapped my baby daddy and appeared as him.”

I was a mother, a weapon, and a Queen—but right now, I felt like a girl trapped in a burning house with no exit. "Mama," the golden boy said, stepping up to us. He wasn't looking at the monitors. He was looking at the elevator doors. "The Father has the Shadow. You have the Grit. I have the Light. We are the 'Triple-Sovereign' handshake. We don't need the Queen’s blood. We just need to link our frequencies."

“Italian war god. I like that.” “Stop encouraging him,” I said. But Shane was unstoppable. “I’m not judging! I fully support your journey into mature romance and financial security with dear daddy Italian war god.” I blinked. “What?” He pointed at me with his toast. “You’re out here making smart choices. Do you know how rare that is? You think I’d be roasting you? Hell no, I’m proud. Get that Daddy bag. No doubt I love Trippy's cock, but not even his giant cock could stop me from getting daddy's bag if I found me a wealthy sugar daddy who loves to spend.”

She looked up, blinking it away. 'Heyo mummy! Why don't I have a daddy?' Jade's mind took a gloomy turn as she shut her eyes, tightening her hold on the phone. She took in saliva, clearing her throat. 'Hello my beautiful baby. Daddy? Who says you don't have one?' 'Tom, he says it's because I'm bad, is it true?'