Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
“Everyone knows a child wouldn’t have the strength or the coordination to handle a bow and arrow.”
Right.
“You do realize you just called yourself an elf before, right?” Brody asked. “They’re small, with pointed ears. How is that any worse than being a chubby child with wings?”
“Simple. Elves are make-believe.”
Autumn gaped at him. She would not stand for that. “They are not, Daddy! Elves are real! Santa is real. Are you saying that Santa isn’t real?” She let her lower lip drop out, and it trembled slightly.
The Fox’s eyes widened, as he gaped at her. “No, I, uh, well, I’m not saying that at all.”
Whoa. Had she flustered him?
She added a sniffle for good measure.
Suddenly, she found herself sitting on his lap. “Of course elves are real, Bunny. So is Santa.”
To hide her smile, she buried her face in his chest. Okay, maybe she was being a tiny bit naughty. But he didn’t need to know that.
“She’s having you on, Papa,” Brody told him.
Autumn gasped dramatically. What the heck? Why was he ratting her out?
Leaning back in the Fox’s hold, she turned to glare at Brody. “That’s against the code!”
Brody stared at her in surprise. “What code?”
“The Middle-Little code. You’re not supposed to tell on me, Brody-bear!”
“Oh, right. Shoot.” He fiddled with his glasses. “Um, Papa, Tutu was not teasing you. She was being truthful.”
She sighed. “Too late now.”
“Yes,” the Fox grumbled. “Definitely too late now. Teasing your Daddy like that is a very grave offense.”
She pouted. “But, Daddy—”
“Into the corner.”
“Daddy—”
“Off you go.” He set her on her feet and turned her to the corner.
“But, Daddy!”
Smack! Smack!
She wasn’t wearing a lot of clothing. Even though it was cold outside, the Fox kept it nice and warm in his lair. So she had on a cute, light blue dress with a bunny on the front that fell just below her bottom. And underneath, some panties with Thursday written all over them.
“Ouch, Daddy! That was mean!”
“Then you shouldn’t have lied to Daddy.”
“It wasn’t a lie. Just a . . . um . . . I was just teasing you.”
He pointed at the corner. “Time-out for five minutes. Then five spanks for arguing and trying to delay your punishment.”
Oh heck.
“Now, off you go.”
She was going. She was going.
Autumn rushed to the corner, spreading her legs and putting her hands behind her.
“You know what? I think you should have a naked Time-out,” the Fox said. “Strip. Then back into the corner.”
Autumn took her clothes off, then returned to the corner. It didn’t matter how many times they’d both seen her naked.
This still felt weird.
“Come here, Pup,” the Fox murmured. “You can suck on me while we wait for our naughty girl.”
What! That wasn’t cool. He knew she loved to watch the two of them together. He was just doing that to torture her.
Autumn shifted her weight from side to side as she heard the sound of rustling, like they were taking off their clothes.
Totally not fair.
“Stay still, Bunny,” the Fox said sternly. “That’s an extra two minutes for you.”
She groaned.
“Keep going, and you’ll be standing in the corner until I come down Pup’s throat.”
Which meant she would miss it all. Nuh-uh. Not happening.
So she stayed quiet and still. Even though she could hear Brody giving the Fox a blow job.
Not cool.
Her clit throbbed, and she was growing wet. All she wanted was to touch herself. Perhaps she could reach around a finger down to her clit. No one would notice, right?
She moved one hand.
“That’s another two extra minutes, Bunny,” Daddy told her in a low growl. “Put your hand back.”
Drat.
So not fair.
By the time the Fox released her from Time-out, her nipples were hard and she was so aroused it wasn’t funny.
Turning, she saw Brody on his knees between the Fox’s open legs with the other man’s cock in his mouth. He was moving his mouth up and down the Fox’s shaft.
Yum.
She really wanted in on that.
Brody was naked, but the Fox still had on his T-shirt. His pants were pushed down to reveal his dick.
That made it even hotter.
“Come here, Bunny,” the Fox said in a husky voice.
Most of the time, it was really hard to know what the Fox was thinking. He could push his emotions so far down they were unreachable.
Playing strip poker with him was just dumb because she never had a chance of winning. Neither did Brody.
Not that either of them really cared. Not when the outcome was the Fox fucking them both into oblivion.
Hopefully, like he was going to do now. Although she was being punished, so that did lower her chances of getting to come.
Which was just hogwash.
“What’s that grumpy look on your face about, Bunny?” the Fox asked as she grew close.
“Umm.” Drat. She didn’t want to tell him. But she also knew that she shouldn’t lie.
Brody drew back off the Fox’s dick to look up at her. The Fox turned to give him a firm look. “I didn’t say you could stop, Pup.”