Guardian Daddy – MC Daddies Read Online Laylah Roberts

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 134598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 538(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
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“No, baby,” he told her gently. “Truth is, I can’t see myself ever getting angry at you. But I might become mad if someone attempts to hurt you. Those are two different things, understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”

“I will likely get upset if you deliberately put your safety and health at risk. What I will never do is yell or touch you in anger.”

“Will you tell me when you’re upset and why? It’s just that sometimes I don’t always understand why people are upset with me.”

“Yes. I will be as clear as I can be with you. Even if I have to tell you that I simply need a moment. Okay?”

“All right. That is acceptable. Then we would talk it through?”

“Yes, then we would talk. And depending on what happened, you might get your butt spanked.”

Her breath hitched. Spanked? She didn’t know how to feel about that exactly. On the one hand, she was intrigued . . .

On the other hand . . . she’d be over his knee getting her butt smacked.

“Does that scare you?”

“I’m not sure scared is the right word.” She frowned.

“I hope you’re not because I never want to frighten you. Smacking that delectable ass of yours . . . well, let’s just say I’ve been thinking that a lot lately.”

“You . . . you’ve thought about spanking me?”

“Yep. Even dreamed about it.”

“But we barely know each other!”

He ran his thumb along her lips. “Hmm. We need to remedy that. So have you thought about being turned over my knee? Does the idea intrigue you? And just so I am clear there will be no lies between us. Not even little white ones.”

Oh crap.

Did she like the idea? She had to take a moment and think about that. But her body was screaming the answer.

Because she was definitely turned on.

By the idea of a spanking?

Well. It shouldn’t actually come as a big surprise. Her favorite books had spanking in them. Dominant men who didn’t hesitate to spank their women. She’d just never thought she’d want to experience a spanking herself.

“You like the idea, don’t you?” he said quietly.

The man seemed to be able to reach into her head and see what she was thinking.

“I’m intrigued. But I’ve never experienced it. I like the idea of a chocolate fountain as well, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t get a tummy ache or toothache.”

“Well, the only way to know is to try, isn’t it?”

She stiffened. “I don’t want a spanking right now.”

“Hey, I didn’t mean right now,” he soothed. “You only get spanked when you do something to deserve it. Or you ask for one. No other time.”

“People really ask to be spanked? I mean, I’ve read about it . . .”

“Some people do. They enjoy giving away all control to someone else. A spanking can help erase feelings of guilt. It can help put them into subspace. It might be that they enjoy pain. There are a lot of reasons. There are also spankings for fun. A spanking during sex. Something playful. Like if we were playing a game of chase and I caught you, I might have to spank you for running from me.”

“I’ve never played chase quite like that.”

“Then you’re missing out.”

Perhaps she was. Because the idea of a sexy spanking was more than a little bit intriguing.

“Do you consent to me spanking you?” he asked.

“Before I can agree to that I need more details. What are the rules? What would earn me punishment?”

He cupped the side of her face and ran his thumb over her mouth. “I’ll only punish you if you put yourself in danger, risk your health, speak badly about yourself, or lie to me. A spanking is about reminding you to follow the rules. To give a consequence so you know that someone cares about you and wants you to be safe and happy. You are never bad. Nothing you do is wrong. Understand me?”

That would be a hard concept to believe since her aunt and uncle had constantly drilled into her how wrong she was. She best make it clear to him. In all of those romance books she’d read, communication seemed to be key. And she didn’t want him to suddenly decide he could deal with her.

“I’m not normal, Ethan. And I’m not . . . I’m not going to suddenly get better one day. I get overwhelmed easily. I regularly have to retreat into my closet with my toy and my weighted blanket to soothe myself. I can’t handle people yelling at me. Or loud noises in general. I struggle to look people in the eyes. I have issues with my own emotions.”

“And why would I want you to change?” he asked in a quiet voice. “I like who you are. The way you are.”

Had anyone ever said that to her?


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