Your Dear Daddy The Series Novels & Stories

Archer Grey answered casually while Theo's face lit up brightly with his sweet smile. "Dada? Dada wabwab mama Bee?" Theo continued to ask. "Yes baby, dada loves mama Bee" Archer answered while flipping the documents on the table. Beam and Chloe just keep on glaring at each other with stunned faces while they are just listening to the conversation of the father and son.

He was now fucking me like some crazed man. “Oh yes, Daddy. Yes, Daddy. Oh. Fuck, ah. Yes… oh, Daddy. No one does it better than you, Daddy.” “Fuck, Debbie…” he purred. And at that point, I knew it was getting to him. I knew I was saying it right. “Yes, Daddy, bury your cock inside me, Daddy. I love how… ah… yes, how you fill… mmm… oh yes, Daddy, fuck yes… ah… oh, Daddy. Oh… please, Daddy. Punish me faster.”

I turned to see my father with a stick of cigarette in his right hand "Dad, I thought I told you to stop walking around. What if someone sees you, it's dangerous….!" "Lower your voice boy, I'm still your father" "Sorry dad" I muttered looking away "How's everything going?" I sighed and look at my father to see he's already getting suspicious, he's all I've got and I'm doing everything to see that he's happy, the Declan stole what belongs to my father and I won't rest till he gets what rightfully belongs to him

She pressed my head tightly against her mounds as I flipped my tongue on her hard nipple. “This is what you wanted, hun?” “Yes, baby,” she moaned. “This is what you’ve been looking for, hun?” I whispered, tugging her nipples with my teeth. “Oh, fuck! Yes, Daddy,” she cried. “Call me daddy again.” “Daddy,” she moaned, arching her back closer, her body pleading for more. “I miss you so much, baby. I don’t want you to stop, please.” “Hmmm,” I groaned as I planted kisses on her stomach until I reached her entrance, flipping my tongue on her clit.

The body collapses beside my pillar with a sickening thud. The heap groans. Okay. Alive. For now. “Dad wants your father to watch me take his little girl, and kill his son,” Darren says lightly, like he’s ordering dessert. My dad makes a sound that scrapes straight through my ribcage — not a word, not even a cry. Just pain wearing a voice. Darren strolls back to his table. Picks up his drink. Takes a slow sip. Heartless bastard. “Dad … Daddy … are you okay?” I whisper, keeping my voice low, fragile, like it might shatter if it gets any louder.

“Stop it, Dad! I don’t want to!” Cheesy shouted, her eyes watering, her breath coming in gasps from her emotions. In the large office, Mr. Ethan, Cheesy’s father, stood behind a large desk. His body was sturdy, his face stern, his gaze cold as steel. “You don’t know what you’re doing, Cheesy! You’re ruining your future for that lowly man!” Mr. Ethan’s voice boomed. Cheesy stood in the middle of the room, her fists clenched. “I love Daryl, Dad! He’s not a lowly man. Daryl works hard, he’s honest, and he loves me!”

"Just mind your business Lori and stay way from dad, you may want to or else you might end up just like Daria." "What happened to Daria?" I asked. Damen gave me a devilish smirk "You really want to know?" "Of course I do." "The truth is, Daria wont be coming back anytime soon." He paused dramatically "Because dad killed her." Everyone was silent as shock took over all of us. "He's feeling guilty right now, so he won't be able to handle his alpha duties, we'll be taking over. So stay away from dad or you'll be next." With that Damen and Deo walked out of the room closing the door behind them. Leaving us with questions about our father. Did he really kill Daria? Does that mean he killed mom to

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Daddy, I am cumming!” “Me too, son! Daddy is cumming on your tight pussy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” And as they both reached their destination. Damon is still knocking on the gates of heaven again and again. “Fuck! Daddy is coming again, son! Ohhhhhhhh!” a

He said and I nodded with tears in my eyes. I still felt so proud of myself and him calling me a good girl made my stomach tighten with pleasure. "I'm going to start moving now..." Daddy whispered on my ears and I grabbed him more tightly. "Daddy... Please, let me get a bit more used to you..." My words came out in a moan just as Grayson approached us. Luxuria daddy didn't protest. Instead he reached a hand down to my clit and began to draw circles on my clit and Grayson daddy soon took a tit into his mouth too.

I'm not innocent, I already killed someone before but I'm trying my best to be clean as much as possible. "Just fucking do your thing and meet me here at the hotel that I'm staying. Find where in hell the Maxwell is hiding right now." I said and immediately hung up on him because I don't want to hear him laughing at my frustrations. I quickly put on my boxer brief, my plain-white shirt, and my pants. I looked at my reflection in front of the full-length mirror and I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the bruised on the side of my neck, it was all my father's fault. We're doing a sparring yesterday and he was a bit aggressive that I thought he forgot that I'm still a fucking human and not the