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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Then there was her karaoke machine and stage as well as her reading corner.

She loved her playroom.

Spike laid her down on the bed, then gave her Chompers.

“Chompers! Where did you come from?” she asked.

“Just appeared out of thin air,” Spike told her.

She sighed and hugged her toy dinosaur tight. “Always knew you was magic. You know any fairies?”

“I know lots of fairies, magnificent, marvelous Millie,” she replied in Chompers voice.

“Magnificent, marvelous Millie, huh?” Spike asked.

“That’s my name, Daddy. You should start using it,” she replied tiredly.

Spike snorted as he walked over to the closet, returning with a dinosaur onesie. This onesie even had a hood with a dinosaur face on it.

Millie didn’t even try to help as he undressed her. He gave her a worried look, but she smiled up at him.

“Just tired, Daddy.”

“Okay, baby doll. Your job today is just to rest, then. Let Daddy take care of you.”

“Daddy always takes good care of Millie the Magnificent,” she replied.

“Are you just trying out names to see what you like best?” he asked as he finished putting the onesie on her.

“Uh-huh.”

“My vote is the second one,” he told her.

“Has a nice ring to it,” she agreed as she attempted to sit up.

“Uh-uh.” He placed a hand gently, but firmly on her chest. “Thought we agreed that Daddy is taking care of you today.”

“I can’ts sit up?”

“Nope.”

Huh. Okay. She didn’t have the energy to argue. And why would she want to?

“I’m going to put you in your pod while I get you some food and a bottle, all right?”

She wrinkled her nose. “No food.”

“Yes, food.”

“No bottle.”

Spike gave her a firm look, his hands on his hips. “Are you just arguing for the sake of it?”

“I wouldn’t do that, Daddy. Millie the Miraculous doesn’t be naughty.”

“That one wasn’t as good,” he told her.

“Yeah, I could sense it sucked.”

Lifting her, he placed her in her pod. Well, that’s what they called it. It was this large round seat that sort of sucked you into it. It was green and the back of it had a dinosaur head on the top of it.

When she sat in it, it surrounded her, supporting her.

Also, she couldn’t really get out of it on her own. Not without a lot of huffing and puffing and a fair amount of humiliation thrown in.

Spike made sure she had Chompers, then he grabbed her dinosaur pacifier. She opened her mouth and he popped it in.

“Stay.”

Millie wrinkled her nose. How rude. She was not a dog. She was a dinosaur-fairy-loving Little.

Stay. Pfft.

Although to be fair, she did stay. He returned shortly after with a sandwich and a bottle with some pink water in it.

Fairy juice! Yes!

Daddy was so good to her. Spike placed the plate and bottle down, then sat in front of her.

He drew the pacifier from her mouth.

“Fairy juice! Yummy!”

“You have to eat some food first,” he told her sternly.

“No food.” She pouted.

“Millie the Naughty is going to do as she is told,” Spike warned.

“Um, Daddy, that isn’t right. You need to use M words.”

“Couldn’t think of one,” he muttered.

“Yeah, it’s tough when you aren’t as magnificent as me,” she agreed. “Maybe one day you’ll be this good, Daddy. If you practice.”

“One can only hope,” he agreed solemnly.

Indeed. One could.

“You’re still eating your sandwich first,” he said sternly. “Cheese and mayo.”

Millie let out a long-suffering sigh. “Fine. If I must.”

He held a piece up to her mouth and she took a bite, chewing slowly. After a few bites, she had to admit that she felt a bit better. The nausea in her stomach eased and a small surge of energy filled her.

But she wouldn’t tell him that. You should never tell a Daddy that he was right. It set a bad precedent.

Then he’d start to think that he was always right. And that just wasn’t a good idea for a Little. Not if they wanted to save their bottoms.

When the sandwich was gone, Spike held up the bottle for her. Millie grabbed hold, drinking down some fairy juice.

She could feel the magic already. Spike disappeared with the plate and when he returned he had her medicine.

Removing the bottle from her mouth, she took the pills without protesting.

“Good girl,” he praised her.

Well, of course she was. She was always a good girl.

“What would you like to do? It should be something quiet and restful.”

Pfft. Sounded boring.

“I feels loads better, Daddy. I think I might build an Easter egg. For the Easter Bunny. Or maybe make a welcome sign.”

He raised his eyebrows. “And how were you going to build this sign?”

“With Lego, of course, Daddy.” She gave him a look that told him he was silly. “How else?”

“Of course. What was I thinking?”

She didn’t know. He was a Daddy. Who knew how they thought?

If she could figure that out . . . imagine how much naughtiness she’d get away with.



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