Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 6797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 34(@200wpm)___ 27(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 6797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 34(@200wpm)___ 27(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
“If you weren't pregnant and it wasn’t Christmas, I’d spank you.” Corano yanks the blanket off me and looks down at my naked body. The first few weeks I’d come to live with him, he kept one of my hands tied to the bed while I slept. He was worried I might try to leave him, but even if I did, there are guards at the front gate.
Once he found out I was pregnant and we got married, he relaxed to a degree. His possessiveness was different from my father’s because Corano adores me. He might even be obsessed. When he works in his office, he wants me to come in there to read or watch TV on my tablet. I don’t know how he gets anything done because I always end up spread out on his desk. Daddy will play with me anywhere, and he doesn’t care who is in the room.
They can watch, but they don’t dare touch. One of his men ended up with a broken hand when he tried to reach out and grab my breast. I haven’t seen him since that day.
Daddy licks his lips at the sight of me and runs his hands over my small baby bump. We found out two days ago it’s going to be a boy, and I’m not surprised with how quickly the small bump showed up. Corano is no small man, and I’m sure his son will be as big as him.
“Your body was made to bear my sons.” Corano grabs my ankle and pulls me down the bed until my legs dangle over the side. He drops to his knees and spreads my legs wide to make room for his broad body. “I love seeing you bred by me. I want my morning taste, then we have to get going.”
My response comes out as a moan as Daddy sucks my clit into his mouth. His big, rough hands reach up to grab at my breasts, and he growls against my sex as his tongue flicks back and forth on my clit. When he gives my nipples a tug, I cum.
“Daddy!” I cry out his name as the orgasm flows through me and my body melts into the bed. That is not going to help me get up.
My eyes flutter open when Daddy starts to kiss me. “Don’t go back to sleep.”
“Sorry, Daddy.” I lick my bottom lip. “Can I have more?” His cock presses into me, but he’s dressed already.
“You’ll get more later.” He leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth and moans. Since we found out I was pregnant, he’s been sucking on them consistently. So much so that a small amount of milk has already started to leak from them. “I’ll get more later too.” He releases my breast and kisses me on the tip of my nose. I run my hand across my stomach, loving the sight of the bump as much as he does. It’s our baby and a piece of the two of us together.
Daddy pulls me from the bed and toward the bathroom, where he helps get me ready like he does every morning. It can still be so overwhelming at times since I’m not used to someone caring so much about me. Corano is the boss, but he truly looks after me in every way. If he thinks I’m in distress, he’ll do whatever it takes to fix it.
One thing that bothered me was when another woman saw him naked. I don’t mind if he has his way with me in front of his men, but I find I’m too possessive to let women watch. I don’t want any woman seeing my Daddy naked. In fact, I might have thrown a fit the first week I was here and one of the housekeepers stared at him too much.
I’d lost it and tossed several dishes across the kitchen. He gave me a spanking for it, but like the man who tried to touch me, I never saw her again either. Daddy promised that from the moment he saw me that it was only me he ever wanted, and Daddy doesn’t settle for less than what he wants. He never touched that maid or anyone else since me. He waited and plotted against my father to lure him into a trap so he would have no choice but to hand me over.
“I love the tie.” It’s the bright red one I’d gotten for him on one of our shopping trips.
“I’m going to love using it on you later.”
“Why not now?” I huff. Daddy’s cock is still hard, and I want to take care of it so badly my body aches for it.
“We have plans. Your parents are receiving us,” he reminds me as he zips up the back of my baby doll dress. It’s red with golden tulle under it, making it puff out at the bottom. It barely covers my bottom. Daddy helps me put on white and red knee high socks before topping me off with a green bow in my hair. “My little elf.” He gives me another kiss on the nose that makes me giggle.