Daddy It Hurts Novels & Stories

Dylan stopped crying as he is hissing in pain. Luke faced his direction as he craned his neck to look at him. He doesn't say a word, but his touch says it all. Dylan's amber-colored eyes are weary again, "why did you do that? My butt hurts a lot…" Luke grabbed him to hug back. The pretty boy can feel his heart racing… "Did you hear it?" his daddy asked with a soft tone; Dylan nodded. "Daddy just got jealous … I'm sorry, baby," what an apologetic way he can do it for the poor ass of his sugar babe—Dylan sobs on his chest—pushing his pointed nose on his body.

"I don't know. He just keeps saying it hurts and pointing at his chest. I can't find anything wrong with him though." "Liam, tell Daddy what's wrong," his father coaxed, cradling his face in his hands gently. "Hurts here, Daddy," Liam sniffed, his hand over his heart. "Always hurts here, but not this bad. Help her, Daddy. You have to help her." Mommy and Daddy shared puzzled looks as he tried to tell them what was wrong, his crying becoming stronger as the cutting feeling grew worse and worse. "Help who, Liam?" Mommy asked gently. "Who does Daddy need to help?"

“Daddy, what’s that?” “That’s me takin’ care of you,” he said in a voice all dark promise as he slid deeper while my walls hugged him tight. “This tight fuckin’ hole’s been beggin’ for attention, hasn’t it? Daddy’s gonna make it all better.” He curled his finger to hit something inside that made my eyes roll back while a loud moan ripped out of me. “There we go. Feel that, baby? That’s where the ache lives.”

"Bounce on daddy's dick like you were made for it." Katherine broke the kiss with a cry, shifting slightly to let her nipples drag across the coarse hair on his chest, the friction sending sparks through her. Vincent noticed immediately, his fingers finding one nipple and pinching it viciously, twisting until she arched her back with a sharp gasp, her hands flying to his hair, tugging in desperate pleasure. "Ahh! Daddy, that hurts!"

Hidalgo stood to his mighty feet and my anxieties knew no bounds as he got to us, nuzzling his hand in my red long hair as if he was feeling the texture. These men were lust-hazed in Hunger. Désire. Carving. Darn it! Both father and son imprisoned me intensely and enthusiastically, jailing my body possessively and offering me no vacuum to breathe! Gosh!!! “Daddy!” I hysterically cried out, burning sensation and adrenaline submerging through my body.

Our bodies were covered in sweat and I also wet the bedsheet. ’S…sorry…” I was panting hard, but he was just thrusting, ignoring the mess I had created. The voice of body slap was so loud, and it was roaring in his room. If Daddy was at home, he must have heard us. “Uncle…” I hissed, he again bit my nipples and I felt his warm seed inside me. He laid on me sprouting his seeds inside me, I felt something leaving from my core, he was still inside me.

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

Not wanting him to say any more crazy things, she covered her face with both hands, trying to hide her tears and sobs, “Please... stop calling me 'daughter'. I don’t want to hear it.” “Sweetheart, why are you so tearful?” Damien placed his penis at the entrance of her vagina and rubbed. The vaginal fluid coating his shaft made the friction smoother. During this, Emma pursed her lips, anxiously looking down. The penis gradually entering made her groan in pain. Although it didn't hurt like the first time, his size was terrifying to her. Every time he pushed in, it felt like he wanted to tear her apart. “UHMMMM… ummmm… it hurts…”

He unties me quickly and pulls me into his arms, holding me against him like I might fall apart if he lets go. My hands press to my stomach. It hurts, deep, dull, and lingering. I wince. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, baby girl,” he says, panic already creeping into his voice. “You didn’t say yellow. You didn’t say red. Why didn’t you say it?” “It doesn’t hurt that much, Daddy,” I whisper. “It doesn’t matter.” “Yes, it fucking does,” he snaps. “I hurt you.” “Daddy, listen—”

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k