Your Dear Daddy The Series Mga Nobela at Kwento

My words seem to have a magical power. The man on the ground stops wailing at once. He is about to speak, but has to stop and gasps in great pain. Cold sweat drenched his forehead. "Speaking takes effort from your waist and abdomen. I'll do it for you instead." I began revealing the truth slowly. "You're not my husband Nathan, but his younger brother Nick. The dead man in the basement was the real Nathan!" He insists, regardless of the serious injury on his waist, "What... argh... are you... argh... talking about? I'm... Nathan..."

I told him and looked at him, expecting for him to say it back. “Aren’t you going to say it back?” I pushed him. He sighed and bent down to move his hand to my stomach. “Daddy loves you, princess.” He spoke before he looked back up with a smirk on his face. “I also miss the old Christian, thanks for reminding me.” He spoke. “Bye, Serena.”

"Okay daddy!" To be continued...

There was nothing hesitant in his gaze—only that same heat, that same hunger that had been smoldering between us for far too long. "Mr. Damian..." I whispered, my voice barely a breath. He paused. His eyes lifted to mine—stormy, dark, and completely in control. "Try again," he said, his eyes darkening more. My lips parted, trembling. "Mr. Damian..." A small, wicked smile curved his mouth. "No, sweetheart." His hands gripped my thighs tighter. "It's Daddy. Call me Daddy." My breath caught. There was something dangerous in the way he said it, something that made every nerve in my body snap to life.

Angel? "No, please." My shaky legs dropped down to wrap around his waist. "Please keep fucking me," I cried out. "Please fuck me, Daddy." He resumed pounding into me, his hands cradling my face as I cried for both the pain and the pleasure. I wrapped my arms around him, clawing his back with each harsh thrust. "You're taking me so well, angel." He brushed my wet curls away from my face, kissing me all over my face. "You feel so fucking good, taking Daddy's cock. Daddy's close," he captured my quivering lips in a gentle kiss. "Daddy's so fucking close, baby. "Come with me." My head swam as I sobbed quietly, Daddy swallowing my tear-filled moans. "You're going to cum with Daddy?" he whispered

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

"Little mouse thought she could run from us, but look at her now—spread open, begging, taking every inch like she was made for it." My toes curled as Caspian's deep octave sent shockwaves through my body. Zavian's hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to steal my breath. "Tell him how good it feels, pet. Tell him who owns this body now." *** I didn't mean to surrender to them, but I did. And one night of reckless abandon,born from heartbreak and humiliation, suddenly became my new addiction. It should have been nothing but a drunken mistake… but what happens when your biggest mistake refuses to let you go? When the men who once made you cry now make you scream their nam

He pinned them to the mattress on either side of her hips, his grip firm and unyielding. "When Daddy is on your body," he growled, his eyes blazing up at her from between her thighs, "you need to learn that every single action of yours must be with permission." His voice dropped even lower, becoming something dark and dangerous and devastatingly arousing. "Do you understand me, you naughty, cock-loving slut?" The words were followed by a sharp spank directly to her pussy, making her back arch off the mattress. "Fuck! Y... yes! Yes, daddy!" Anny cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles went white.

“Argghhh!!! Daddy!!! Ummm... Fuck!!!! Yes…. Oh!!!! I love this…. I love this, Daddy!!!! I love how you are…. Unmmm….” Kira’s eyes rolled to the back of her head now, but she could not even tell if she was moaning this loud because he had asked her to, or because of the raw energy that was starting to gather across her body with a very high speed. “Ohhhh…” she groaned now, subconsciously grabbing his arms and digging her nails into his skin. “Urgghhh, cupcake! Yeah! That's how you do it! That's how you show that Daddy is fucking your sweet, tight pussy well…”

he groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he tore deeper into me. “Open me up Daddy, make me yours, dig me, Daddy, please” I cried. His dick was so big, I wondered if I could last another minute pretending I was enjoying his thrust, my pussy was struggling to adjust to his size. “Daddy, my pussy is going to fall apart” I screamed. “You like it, dont you? You like being big daddy’s slut?” I heard him say as he pounded harder into me. “Yessssssss daddy! Yes!!!! Yes,” I screamed.