Demanding Dom/Auction Romance
The rain just stopped, the birds are chirping, and Beg for Daddy is LIVE!
I loved writing Noah and Paige's story. I originally outlined the story a few years ago as a menage romance, and it was put on the back burner.
Then, while writing Cry for Daddy, Noah showed up, and demanded his story be written and he have Paige all to himself. And let me tell you, they had more than a few surprises in store for me. Noah had me blushing more than once! He is a HOT and DEMANDING Daddy Dom!
I hope you all enjoy Beg for Daddy!
“Wha-what the hell are you doing?”
“Something I’ve been waiting a long time to do. I’m going to punish you, baggage. I’m going to punish you, and make you cry, and make you come.” He growls the last.
“You’re crazy,” I breathe.
~Beg for Daddy~
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Unattainable. Off limits.
The second I laid eyes on her, I knew she was my endgame.
She was my best friend’s wife.
Even after he died, I swore to stay away from her.
For my own sanity, I was going to stay away from her forever.
Then she offered herself up at my club’s auction.
Fate never plays out as you think it will.
Sometimes it throws you curveballs in tempting packages.
Sometimes it has blush, pouty lips, and calls you Daddy.
But fate needs to learn a thing or two about me.
Never, ever try to push Daddy past his breaking point.
Beg for Daddy is a standalone Daddy Dom/auction romance set in the Domum Deorum Doms & Daddies world. Book one, Cry for Daddy can be read in the Dirty Daddies Anniversary Anthology.
Death showed up and he wanted to set me free.
Give me a chance at a normal life.
But I have a black spot on my soul. And his idea of normal is not for me.
What I want is a daddy.
A dark daddy whose soul is blacker than mine.
Whose touch is my center of gravity.
And I need him before my master comes for me.
I’m not ready to be free.
But I refuse to die in the cage designed for me.
She's a bird with clipped wings.
A liability I don’t need.
She’s a manipulative little baggage who cries so sweetly when she begs and calls me daddy.
And I’m addicted to her tears.
It’s a mistake to keep her.
I need to get rid of her.
My brother will come for her.
But it’s too late.
She’s mine now.
Anyone coming for her, will have to make it through me.