A Snowy Little Christmas – MC Daddies Read Online Laylah Roberts

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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 37828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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“But we just got engaged!”

“Yes, but we should start as we mean to go on. And you should be grateful I’m not spanking you for running in the house. Now, you’re to strip off all your clothes and go stand in the corner. Bottom out, legs spread.”

She sighed forlornly. “Yes, Daddy.”

11

Markovich and Dahlia

Markovich stared at his girl as she stood facing the corner.

His dick was hard, pressing against his pants. Sometimes, she made him feel eighteen again. All he wanted was to lay her down on the floor, eat her out until she screamed, and then take her until she was under no illusions about who owned her.

Him.

Now that he understood what had been going on inside her mind, he was angry at himself for not figuring it out earlier. Of course, Galina coming back was going to affect her. He just hadn’t realized what the problem had been.

And in a way, he had the Fox to thank for it all coming out.

He sighed. He didn’t know how he felt about him turning up for dinner. It hadn’t been easy. It hadn’t felt like some family reunion with warm fuzzies. But then, neither he nor the Fox could really be described as warm men.

But perhaps they could find a way to connect, even if it was just through their Littles. He pushed the Fox from his mind. Right now, he had his girl to deal with.

“Come here, baby girl.”

She turned, rubbing her finger under her nose, something she often did when she was nervous. Didn’t she know she didn’t have to be nervous around him? As she moved closer, he drew her onto his lap, holding her tight.

“Hey, you don’t have to be scared or nervous of me.”

“I know, Daddy.” She sighed, slumping against him.

“If you don’t want this, just tell me no.”

“No, I think I’ll feel better after. I need this.”

“Good girl for telling me what you need.” He arranged her over his lap. “Now, the count is twenty. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He didn’t waste time. The spanks landed steadily. It didn’t take long for her skin to turn pink.

About six spanks in, she started kicking her feet and protesting.

“Daddy, please!”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “But we’re not even halfway through.”

As she started sobbing, he had to harden his heart. She needed to know that he took her safety seriously. She could have fallen from that ladder.

And that she should tell him when something worried her. He never wanted her to stress over anything. But especially anything that concerned their relationship.

His poor baby. He finished up her spanking, her ass hot and red. Placing his hand on her bottom, he held her there for a few moments longer.

“Are you going to climb any more ladders?”

“N-no, Daddy,” she sobbed.

“And are you going to keep things from me that are worrying you?”

“N-no, Daddy.”

He drew her over, so she was straddling his lap. Then he hugged her tight, rubbing her back. “Good girl. Shh. You’re my good girl. Just let it all out.”

Finally, she pulled back and he grabbed his handkerchief from his pocket, wiping away her tears and holding it to her nose so she could blow it. He set it down and brushed his fingers lightly through her hair.

“Sorry I was naughty,” she said. “And that I kept stuff from you. I just didn’t know that I wanted to know the answer to my questions.”

“Well, now you know the answer.” He drew back, cupping her face. “The answer is always you.”

12

Fox, Brody, and Autumn

Autumn shook Brody awake. He let out a snort, then slapped at her hands. “No, don’t wanna go to school today.”

“Brody-bear, wake up!” She shook him again.

Opening his eyes, he scowled at her. He was such a deep sleeper that he never reacted well when he was woken up.

But this was important.

“Tutu? That you?” He blinked up at her.

She grabbed his glasses and handed them to him. He put them on, then sat up. “What is it? What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

“Nuh-uh, it’s Christmas!”

“What?” He turned and glanced at the clock. “It’s two in the morning. I am not getting up to open presents.”

He lay back, his eyes already closing.

“All right, seems like I’m going to catch a Santa on my own.” She stood and moved to the doorway.

“What did you say?” he whispered.

Turning, she saw he was sitting up in bed. He threw back the covers and got up. He was wearing the same Christmas pajamas as she was. She’d ordered them online for the three of them. They all had white tops and red and black checked pants. But they each had different sayings on the front.

Brody’s shirt said: Ring My Bells and I’ll Show You a White Christmas.

He’d been a bit horrified when she’d given it to him. But she and the Fox had cracked up.



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