A Little Easter Delight – MC Daddies Read Online Laylah Roberts

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 27069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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Spike hoped that none of their house guests were walking past their door as she let out a scream of pleasure as she found her release. He drove his fingers into her pussy, feeling her tighten around him.

Fuck. Yes.

He removed his fingers, thrusting them into his mouth.

God. So good.

She took him deep into her throat and then swallowed.

Hell.

It was too much.

“I’m gonna come. Drink all of me down. Don’t miss a drop. Be a good girl for me.”

He came with a moan, ignoring the ache in his body and head. Fuck, it felt like he wasn’t going to stop. Finally, he relaxed back, letting out a deep breath.

That felt so fucking good.

“Such a good girl . . . my good, good girl,” he mumbled as he drifted off to sleep.

Millie slowly and carefully climbed off Spike, standing next to the bed. She watched him for a long moment. Should she pull up his boxers? Seemed uncomfortable to sleep like that, but she didn’t want to wake him.

Instead, she drew the blankets up over him before she headed into the bathroom to get cleaned up.

Once she was clean and dressed, she grabbed the tray of food and tiptoed out of the room. A wave of dizziness hit her at the top of the stairs. And she had to sit abruptly before she passed out.

Traversing stairs wasn’t her talent on the best of days, let alone when she was operating on limited sleep, food, and a bucket load of stress.

Unfortunately, that was when Damon found her.

Crap.

“Oh, hi!” She waved down at him as he stood at the base of the stairs, staring up at her sternly.

“Good morning.”

“I didn’t realize you were here yet.”

“Sunny and Betsy just left with Mrs. Spain and Mrs. Larsen,” he told her. “I’m here for the men. They’re getting ready.”

“Oh good. I appreciate you taking them, Damon.”

“You know what you can do to thank me?”

She frowned. “What?” Did he need something from her? Because she wasn’t sure that she had anything else in her tank left to give.

“You can take a nap. Eat something. Rest.”

“Damon—”

“I mean it, Millie,” he said in a firm voice. “If you don’t start taking care of yourself the way I know Quillon would want, then I’m taking over.”

“What does that mean?” she asked.

“It means that all of you will be coming to stay with me and I will make sure that you rest and eat and don’t run yourself into the ground.”

“You’re not my Daddy,” she muttered.

“Just think of me as Uncle Damon,” he countered.

“Kind of disturbing.”

“I know why you’re sitting there, Millie,” he said.

He did not.

Did he?

“And I’m putting my foot down. No more. Understand? You have to take care of yourself. You can’t pour from an empty cup.”

“Hear, hear!”

She turned to find Reverend Pat behind her.

“You tell her, young man.”

Okay. Reverend Pat calling Damon Steele a young man was pretty hilarious. Or it would have been if she wasn’t upset with Damon right now.

Reverend Pat took the tray from her.

“Reverend Pat,” she protested. “I can do that.”

“No, you can go get into bed and have a nap,” he replied. “We’ll be out of the house most of the day and when we get back, Andrey is cooking.”

“That’s right, I am,” Andrey boomed from behind Reverend Pat. He took the tray off the older man before heading downstairs.

“Does he know how to cook?” she whispered.

“No idea,” Reverend Pat replied. “But we’re going to find out. Now, off you go and rest.”

She heaved herself onto her feet. Maybe she’d just nap. For a few minutes.

11

Fuck. He’d fallen asleep again.

Spike let out a deep sigh as he stared up at the ceiling. Where was his girl? Had she fallen asleep? He glanced around, scowling as he found her asleep in the fucking armchair in the corner. Mr. Fluffy was sleeping on the floor in front of her.

What the hell?

Why wasn’t she sleeping with him?

Getting up, he used the bathroom quickly and got dressed before standing in front of her. Could he lift her up? Would he wake her?

Damn it. She wasn’t sleeping there.

He’d wake her up in a minute. First, he searched out his phone. She’d hidden it, but he knew all her hiding places. He found it in her underwear drawer.

There were several messages that he went through, finally reading the latest one from Damon.

Damon: I’ve taken the men away for the day. I’ll keep them out late. Make sure Millie rests. I found her sitting at the top of the stairs, pale and shaking. Didn’t like it. Told her that if she doesn’t look after herself that I’m bringing you all to stay with me and I’ll take care of her.

Like fuck he would. Spike appreciated him looking out for his girl.

But that was Spike’s job.

Spike: I have her. Appreciate your help. Not needed.


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