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“Daddy, what are you doing in there?”
“I’m...” Lily drags her tongue over my sensitive head, then moans, causing vibrations to ripple down my cock and precum to pump into her mouth. I struggle to rein in the inevitable, my body locks tight. Fuck. “I’m coming!” I hiss through my teeth as my cum shoots from my cock. My head falls back, and my mouth falls open.
“I hope you’ve been a good boy for Santa too, Daddy, ’cause then you get a present.”
My chest heaves as I come down from the high of my orgasm and slowly slip from Lily’s mouth.
“Daddy’s been good, honey.” Lily smiles widely in jest, and I laugh in response.
I offer Lily my hand, and she allows me to pull her to her feet. “Yeah, Daddy got the best Christmas present ever.” I slam my lips against Lily’s in appreciation.
“I want the best Christmas present ever!” Chloe grumbles, and I choke on a sardonic laugh.
“I really hope you sorted the Barbie,” Lily whispers as she drapes her arms around my neck, but my body coils tight, knowing how disappointed she will be tomorrow.
Both of them.
ChapterTen
Oscar
Icount down, taking deep breaths as I tug at the collar of my shirt.
Bren is seated at the head of the table even though it’s Con’s house, he is the Don of the family, so as a mark of respect, he has what would have been our father’s chair and his family surrounding him.
Ma sits at the opposite end of the table, which is where I’m seated. My preference is to be as far away as possible from the chaos of Bren’s and Finn’s feral spawn.
Feeling Paige’s eyes on me, I tilt my head to the side to view her, and she smiles brightly, the glow of her energy makes it feel like a bubble encompasses us. With Paige by my side, I can achieve anything.
“Os,” one of Bren’s many offspring gurgles in my direction, but I ignore him, worried if I pay him any attention at all, he will not stop this strange obsession with me.
“What the hell are you feeding him?” Con stares in Brennan’s direction, his lip curled at my son’s meal.
My eyes lock with his before I answer. “It’s venison blended with breastmilk.”
Finn scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Of course it fucking is.” I ignore his petulant outburst. The man has no clue how to create a fully functioning human ready for society.
Con rears back. “Venison?” he quizzes.
I finish eating my broccoli—which tastes like my mother’s, even though Con said he was doing the cooking—before answering him. “Yes, venison.”
“Ossss,” Samuel drones out in an annoying voice that has me wanting to tape his mouth shut.
“As in the deer?” Con asks like an idiot.
I hate having to explain myself. Anger floods my veins, but I continue on with this charade they call a family meal and chew my food before swallowing, then wipe my mouth on the napkin before replying, “Yes. A deer. It’s full of the B vitamins that his body craves. A terrific source of essential nutrients.” I don’t know why I give him the extra information; the man will do nothing to utilize it.
Con’s face morphs into horror. The moron has never read into his son’s diet. My son wouldn’t shovel his mouth full of mashed potatoes and ketchup, that’s for sure.
“Like Bambi?” Charlie asks, and I turn to face my niece.
“Ossss!” Samuel bangs his spoon on the table, trying to garner my attention.
“He’s eating Bambi?” Chloe’s bottom lip quivers.
“Not Bambi,” I respond honestly.
“Nah, it’s not Bambi. It’s Bambi’s mom.” Con chuckles, throwing his head back on a laugh while draping his arm over the back of Will’s chair.
