Your Daughter Calls Me Daddy Too Novels & Stories

"If Riley is happy to be your Daddy and you're happy to be his Daughter then of course he can, baby." "YAYYYYYYY!" Nina jumps off my lap and starts running around the lounge shouting "I have a Daddy!" over and over again making both Julia and me laugh. Seeing her so happy to have me as her father feels like nothing else ever has. I can't explain how good it feels but imagine the best thing that has ever happened to you and triple it! "Can I call you Daddy now?" I was so lost in my own world that I didn't realize that she had come back over to me.

It's his first time to hear his daughter call him . He quickly pull the girl from Celia's hand and lift her up as she kiss her forehead . " Call daddy... baby ...." He ask again . " Baby loves daddy !" She said softly as she put her head to Adrian's shoulder . Her soft ,childish voice melted Adrian heart and the stern face become so gentle as he takes his daughter back to his seat. " Well... the mommy is not the daddy's baby anymore ." Lilian tease Elina as she chuckles . " It's fine ... I had four more sons who loves me ." Elina laugh with the others as she looks at Adrian who play with his daughter lovingly .

“Miss, please—” My father was in a pool of blood. Daddy, who was strong and who was built from going to the gym twice in a month, was on the floor. The sight of him on the floor was an irony. “Let me go!” I pushed, shoved past the man who held me, and fell to my knees beside Dad. “Daddy?” Daddy. I hadn't called him that in years. I can't even remember when I called him that. I called him Dad. I learnt Daddy was childish and Dad wouldn't want a childish eight-year-old daughter.

Now I need to have every inch of her again. “I would never hurt you, baby. All I need is you,” I say as I slide my hand between her legs and apply pressure. She moans. “You and this little gorgeous pussy.” She clings to me, nodding as her eyelids flutter. “It’s yours, Daddy,” she moans, helping me get her pants off. Daddy? She’snever called me that before, but I like it. “Take it. Use it. It belongs to you.Ibelong to you.”

“Nate, you can’t just go around calling anyone daddy. That's wrong.” “But he's mummy's friend.” “That doesn't make him your daddy.” She responded. The boy turned to glare at her. She sighed in return, having no idea what else to say to him. He was so obsessed with having a daddy that he would call anyone dad. Nick shrugged. “I don't mind. I like you so much. I don't mind you calling me daddy. Anything you want, let me know.” Nita’s heart lurched. What was he trying to do?

I swear don't ever tell him I called him that I think it would boost his ego’ ‘My dear we've tried to get you to call us that for years now so please let's hope it sticks’ ‘I love you Mom and yes I'll be there in just a minute’ ‘Ok dear’ She closes the link and I look at Alpha and his eyes are clouded over. Dear goddess, she told him… ugh… I close my eyes waiting for whatever to happen. The next thing I knew I brought out of my chair in a huge hug “My dear daughter you have just made me the happiest man alive for finally calling me dad” I wrap them in a tight hug but gently knowing my strength is stronger than his.

Alora chirped playfully. Jennifer's heart raced, and her eyes widened in shock upon hearing her daughter’s words. "Who is Daddy? Haven't I told you that Daddy has passed away and only Papa Richard should be called Papa because he is Mummy's friend? Don't call another man Daddy, darling, or you'll be scolded, and Mummy will be embarrassed," Elena—wait, Jennifer—said.

The drama I had unknowingly brought along with me was turning out to be delicious. ‎ ‎And then there was my dear father… the king of manipulators. I would definitely visit his sins upon him one day. I couldn’t wait for karma to do its work. Or for me to help it along. ‎ ‎My thumb hovered over the screen before I tapped the contact I kept closest to my heart. The call connected after two rings, and a bright, cheerful voice filled my ear. ‎ ‎“Hello, Cookie.” ‎ ‎“Papa!” My six-year-old daughter squealed with delight. The sound instantly softened something in my chest.

I widened my eyes at him, but he wasn’t intimidated at all. “Mommy, Daddy Dave already said it’s okay if I call him Daddy. He already feels like a daddy to me. Please, let me call him Daddy, please,” he pleaded, pressing his palms together as he begged. I could only sigh. I was happy that Kaiden was here with me, but it was impossible to stop him from growing close to Dave. “Are you really okay with it?” I asked Dave. I had a feeling he actually wanted Kaiden to call him Daddy.