Kept by her Daddies – Harem of Daddies Read Online Laylah Roberts

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
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“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“You didn’t make him uncomfortable,” Jack sang. “He’s one very happy old chappy.” He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Don’t you have somewhere else to be, Jack?” Ian asked. “Like doing a perimeter check?”

“Why . . . anyone would think you were trying to get rid of me. Why? So you can fuck our girl? Or so you can dress her up in something frilly and pink and do her hair?”

Frilly and pink?

She didn’t really do frilly and pink . . . when she was in Big headspace. But her Little . . . well, she didn’t like the idea of frilly but she could possibly do pink.

“You like that idea?” Ian asked with a slight frown. “I’ve never seen you wear anything close to pink or frills.”

She shrugged. “Maybe my Little likes the idea of some changes. But not while I’m in Big headspace.” She pointed at him fiercely.

“Don’t point your finger, Little girl.” He tapped it lightly, looking thoughtful. “I don’t have any clothes here with me for a Little girl.”

“I don’t need anything.”

“Yeah, you do,” Jack said, looking seriously. “And if there’s anything else you need, then you have to speak up.”

Ian nodded. “Right. Let’s finish cleaning you up, get you on the toilet to pee, and dressed before your uncle gets home.”

“Eek!” How had she forgotten that Uncle Willy was getting home soon?

She tried to push herself out of the bath, but Ian placed his hand on her shoulder.

“What are you doing? Uncle Willy will be here soon. You both need to leave my room.”

“Scared you’re going to get into trouble for having boys in your room?” Jack asked. “I haven’t played this game in a long time. Shall I go out the window? It’s not much of a drop.”

“No! I just . . . I don’t want Uncle Willy to think . . . we barely know each other.”

“It’s all right, Little Misfit,” Ian told her. “He’s teasing you. He won’t be home for another twenty minutes. Don’t stress. Does he know about your Little?”

“What? No, of course not!”

“You don’t think he’d be understanding?” Jack asked, looking serious.

“I don’t . . . I don’t want to find out. My family definitely wouldn’t understand. Uncle Willy is the only one I feel close to. He saved me when I needed help and I can’t lose him.”

“I think if anyone would understand, it would be him. He’s lived here. Was his wife a Little?” Jack asked.

Her eyes widened. “I don’t know! And that’s not something I can ask him either. Don’t you have a perimeter to check?”

“Ouch! It’s like an arrow . . . to . . . the . . . heart.” Jack stumbled out of the room.

“Don’t worry, we won’t say or do anything,” Ian told her.

“Thanks.” She gave Ian a grateful smile.

“Now, get onto your hands and knees so I can wash your bottom.”

And all that gratitude was gone.

“Ian!”

“What?” He gave her a confused look.

“You can’t wash my bottom.”

“Of course I can. I have a cloth.”

“Ian,” she groaned. “That’s not the point. I don’t . . . you can’t . . .”

“Little girl, I want to take care of you. It’s more than a want. It’s a need. To make sure you’re happy and safe. That you’ve got enough to eat. That you’re clean and warm. I haven’t been able to care for anyone like that in a long time.”

Right. So, was this just about his need to care for someone? Could she have been anyone?

“I haven’t felt like it. Until you.”

That tight knot in her stomach started to unravel.

“Okay,” she whispered. “Even though this is really embarrassing.”

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

She moved to her hands and knees and let him run the cloth over her bum then between her butt cheeks.

Sheesh.

After he lifted her out of the bath, he dried her and set her on the toilet.

“Okay, I draw the line at peeing in front of you. A girl needs some privacy, you know.”

He stared down at her for a moment. “All right, Little girl. I wouldn’t dream of invading your privacy.”

She barely held in her snort of disbelief.

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After she peed, she wrapped a towel around herself and stepped out into the bedroom. Hmm. She’d kind of expected to find Ian in here with her clothes ready for her.

Although . . . yep, he’d laid some out on the bed, including her only skirt. A long, black one with tiers. When she spun, it flowed around her.

She loved it.

Next to it was a tight black top that would show a sliver of skin.

It wasn’t something she’d have chosen herself, but she could be into this outfit. She got dressed and pulled her long, dark hair back into a ponytail. As she walked down the stairs, Uncle Willy stepped into the house.


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