But Uncle Colt just winks and steps back, allowing Ford to approach us, his eyes sparkling. “This is really more a present for your Daddy, but you can unwrap it if you like.”
Curiosity once again wins the day as I take the slender package from him and peel away the brown paper. A low groan slips from my lips as I hold up the “present”. “Athermometer? Really?”
“Ford! It’s supposed to be afunpresent!” Colt scolds, swatting his younger brother on the back of the head.
Scowling, Uncle Ford rubs at the spot. “First of all, good healthisfun. And if our brother isn’t having fun sticking things in his Little girl’s bottom, then that sounds like a completely different problem.”
More embarrassment rushes to my cheeks as behind me, Axel’s chest rumbles with laughter. “Thank you, Ford. I’m sure I’ll get plenty of use from this present.”
Translation: He’s going to find every excuse possible to stick the thermometer up my ass.
Lovely.
From his spot behind the others, Uncle Eli grunts. “If you’re all done spoiling our niece with toys and trinkets she’ll forget she even has in two days, we should head downstairs for a gift she’llactuallyuse. Breakfast is ready.”
“Really, Eli?” Amusement laces Axel’s tone as he moves toward the bedroom door. “Your gift is breakfast?”
“Little girls have to eat,” Uncle Eli grumbles in response.
“I suppose I can’t argue with that.”
We make our way downstairs to the large dining room table, and my eyes widen at the array of foods spread out across the gleaming wood. Different flavors of muffins, biscuits, bowls of eggs and gravy and bacon.
“Jesus Christ, Eli, did you stay up all night?”
Shrugging, Eli plucks a muffin filled with what seems to be hundreds of chocolate chips from a bowl. “I wasn’t sure what she would like, so I made a little of everything.” He hands me the muffin, his expression stern. “But don’t get used to it, little one. This is a special occasion.”
“Thank you, Uncle Eli!”
But before I can unwrap the muffin, it’s lifted from my hands and I turn my head to glare at Axel. “Hey! That’s mine!”
“Chocolate chip muffins are basically dessert. Have some protein and then if you askpolitely,you may have a muffin.”
I don’t want protein. I want my goddamn muffin.
“Uncle Eli gave that to me. Give it back.”
Axel raises one dark brow and everything in me quakes. Being surrounded by my new family and showered with presentsmade me feel brave, but faced again with that terrifying dominance, I’m second-guessing my every word. “You really want your muffin that badly, little one?”
It’s not the immediate threat of a spanking I was expecting, and the switch-up throws me off balance. “Um. Yes, please.”
“Well, it’s good to see you’ve finally remembered your manners.” Taking his seat at the head of the table, Axel sets the muffin on his plate. But instead of perching me on his lap like the night before, he lowers me to the ground in front of him and reaches for the buckle on his belt.
“Protein first, then you may have your muffin.”
It takes a moment for his meaning to click. But when he pulls his giant cock free, the swollen mushroom head staring me in the face, I know exactly what he wants from me.
“I changed my mind, Daddy. I don’t want the muffin, I’ll just have some eggs.”
“I’m afraid it’s too late for that, little one. Open up.”
Sliding a hand into my still-damp hair, he pulls me close, forcing me to open wide for this cock. Resigned to my fate, I open my jaw as far as it will go, taking all of him in as I move my head up and down.
Luckily, he doesn’t seem intent on punishing me like he did the night before. There’s no choking, no gagging, only the irresistible pressure of his hand on the back of my head, guiding my movements as I pleasure him.
A low groan meets my ears and I peer up at him through my lashes. His eyes are closed, a look of pure rapture on his face.
Because ofme.
