Who's Your Daddy Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“In that way, I have two daddies and one mommy.” “Two daddies? Really, love?” Calvin growled, showing his fake anger. “No one is your daddy except me. Did you get that clear?” “Calvin and Keanu are jealous.” Roselet giggled, kissing her father’s nose. “I have only one daddy and the best daddy in the world.” “Hmm. Sound perfect, and sleep. You have school tomorrow.” Calvin said and patted her back softly, thinking of creating a situation where his love could get a chance to meet her Mommy.

I pant, and it comes out breathless, broken. His gaze snaps up to mine. Something dangerous flickers in his eyes. "Then go touch yourself somewhere else." Panic flares in my chest. No. No, no, no, I can’t lose this. Not now. Not when I’m so close to getting exactly what I came for. "Maddie," I blurt out, my fingers still buried inside me. "Fuck…my name’s Maddie. Are you going to fuck me, Daddy, or not?" The word slips out before I can stop it. Daddy. It tastes filthy on my tongue, wrong and perfect all at once. His nostrils flare. His free hand, the one not holding the newspaper, clenches into a fist on his thigh.

**Heath's POV** I was overwhelmed when Charles Madrigal told me to call him Daddy. I miss my own father and the word Daddy is too precious for me. I was wrong when I told Shiloh that his father would not be coming back. Well, maybe not my own father in flesh but Shiloh's father is as gentle as my own father.

Born By Power Book 1 Chaos And Apocalypse Chapter 1 I thought I was living the life which seemed like a blessed crumb to a hungry bird, I thought I had it all, even though I had no father--I was grateful for all, until my mom died. Now it feels like I have nothing. At this moment if I am being told that Life behold no meaning, I'd comply and agree with the statement.

The room fell into stunned silence as Damien turned away from Melissa, his dismissive stride cutting through the tension like a blade. He walked out of the karaoke room, leaving everyone in a state of disbelief and confusion. Melissa's determination surged as she chased after Damien, her heart pounding. She swiftly blocked his path, confronting his with a fiery gaze. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Melissa demanded. Damien's expression hardened, his voice dripping with aloofness. "This is between Zara Watson and me. It's none of your damn business."

Her big eyes, filled with hope, looked up at Xavier, who crouched down to her level, his expression tender. “I’ll help you, princess,” he promised, ruffling her hair gently. “But only if your mommy agrees that I can be your daddy.” Ivy’s gaze swung to me, her eyes wide and pleading. “Mommy, please? Can he be my daddy? He can build anything!” I opened my mouth to respond, but the words stuck in my throat. The room seemed to close in on me, the weight of the decision pressing down from all sides. Ivy’s innocent face, full of trust and hope, was too much to bear. I had no other choice.

She spread her legs wide in front of her Daddy, giving him a clear view of her freshly shaved pink flesh. Her Daddy hesitated a bit and wanted to leave the room but she stopped him, "Please Daddy teach me," she pleaded in a seductive way pressing her big boobs together. He groaned before pulling his slacks down freeing his chocolaty monster. The girl laid on her back on the kitchen counter buckled her hands under her knees and spread her legs so that her Daddy could see her dripping pussy.

He said and same time my mobile started raining which was placed on the dining table it was Dad's call because I had set up a different ringtone for him and my breath hitched. "Relax, just receive the call," Uncle said and I nodded receiving the call and the same time Uncle Harrison inserted his finger in my core giving slow finger fucking. "H...Hello..." I stammered on call. "Harrison told me you both having dinner out so I am going to sleep. Harrison has extra keys and doesn't sleep late. You have school tomorrow" Daddy was telling me While Uncle Harrison pumping his one digit inside me. "...Yes...Yes Dad" I again stammered

I was so confused, and so, so scared. I looked at my mother, my heart in my throat. I knew I had vowed never to ask her this question, but at this point, I had no choice. “Who's my dad?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. She looked at me, her expression unreadable. I held my breath, waiting for her answer, fearing the worst. “There's no point in hiding the truth anymore,” she said, her voice resolute. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my hands shaking. “Your father is an Alpha,” she said, her words echoing in the room.

"Missed you, baby girl. Lectures keeping you from Daddy too long?" I'd crossed the room in a daze, hands sliding up his chest, feeling the heat of his skin, the steady thump of his heart. "Missed you more, Daddy. All day thinking about your cock—how it feels stretching me, owning me." He'd groaned then, hands gripping my ass, lifting me effortlessly onto the desk, papers scattering like fallen leaves. "Show me how much you missed it." His fingers had hiked up my skirt, finding me bare and dripping, two thick digits plunging in without mercy, curling to hit that spot deep inside that made my vision blur. "Fuck, so wet already. This pussy's always ready for Daddy's big dick, isn't it?"