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Sunday, 12 November 2017

Mountain Man Daddy is Back! Releasing November 27th!!

A Daddy for Christmas is a sexy collection of ALL-NEW age play romances, brought to you by six USA Today and international bestselling authors. Daddy always knows best, and the young ladies in these smoking hot novellas are lucky to have the firm guidance of a father figure during the most magical time of the year. Grab some hot chocolate, snuggle up in your favorite reading spot, and let these dominant but loving daddies take charge.

Featuring….


Papa’s Little Bride by Sue Lyndon


Build-A-Daddy by Maren Smith


Santa Daddy by Katherine Deane


Mountain Man Daddy's Christmas Surprise by Kara Kelley


The Daddy Contract by Adaline Raine


His Little Noelle by Maggie Ryan

Publisher’s Note: The stories included in this romantic age play collection contain spankings, sexual scenes, and other naughtiness sure to keep you warm during the holidays. Please do not purchase this box set if such material offends you.



Have you been wondering what Mountain Man Daddy and his little Avery have been doing up on the mountain top since we last left them? Well here's your chance to find out! 





Blurb: 

Tis the season and Mountain Man Daddy has a lot to do to surprise his little wife Avery with his change of heart about Christmas, but Rocky, their pet bear, is acting strange and refuses to leave Avery’s side. Mountain Man Daddy, a former Royal Canadian Mounted Police officer, suspects it’s one of his past arrests lurking and he’s more protective than ever. But when Avery finds out the real reason for Rocky’s guardian act, she and her spunky senior-citizen neighbour, Annie, set out planning a surprise of their own.


Excerpt: 


“You weren’t coming outside like that, were you?” He yanked off his toque with a growl, kicked off his boots and shucked out of his coat. Snow landed at his feet and began melting.
“I was hot,” she said meekly. “But, no. I just realized what I was wearing and was going to change when you came through the door.”
He hung his coat on the hook and took the mugs from her, holding both handles in one of his large hands so he could brush the snow from his hair and beard.
“Go ahead then, little girl.” He gave her a half smile and her heart fluttered happily. “Not that I don’t enjoy looking at your legs, but you’re going to catch a cold.”
Her brows rose at his words. “Every time you say that I tell you that you don’t catch a cold from the weather, you catch a cold from a virus.” She watched as he rubbed his big hand over his beard seemingly in consideration of her statement. Rocky seemed to grow bored by their conversation and walked to the woodstove, grunted and threw himself down in front of it.
“And every time you say that, I’m usually taking care of you, making you soup and handing you tissues the next week.”
She rolled her eyes. “That’s just a coincidence. I’m the one who goes to town and people give me germs.”
“Did you just roll your eyes at me, young lady?” His voice was deep, low and threatening.
She shivered but grinned cheekily. “Umm, I sure did.” She turned, spun on the balls of her feet, and ran into the bedroom, knowing he still held the two cups and would have to set them down before chasing her.
Just as he flew into the room, at a speed a man of his size shouldn’t be capable of, Rocky bustled in behind him.
“Stay back, Mountain Man or my bear will attack,” she said with a giggle, pointing at Rocky. “You hear him growling?”
“Black bears don’t growl, little one.” He stalked closer to the bed, and she scrambled off the other side. Rocky was silently but intently watching.
“Hmm, learn something new every day,” she replied and shifted to match his movement, keeping them an equal distance apart. 
“I plan on teaching you something else.”
His smirk was hidden, but she knew by the sparkle in his eyes that he was being playful. Oh, she’d end up over his knee, but it would be for fun and it would end in the most delicious way.
As he lunged across the bed at her, Rocky made a deep pulsing throaty noise that made Mike freeze.
“I thought you said they don’t growl?” Avery’s stomach quivered.
“That wasn’t a growl, Avery, but it was a threat.”
Avery looked at the bear, large and intimidating, filling the doorway with his mass. He hadn’t moved his eyes from Mike for even a second. Mike rolled and sat up on the bed.
“Do you think a huge storm is coming and Rocky’s trying to warn us?” she asked.
“No, he’s protecting you. I’m just not sure why.” Mike scratched his beard, eying the bear warily.
“He’s never done this before. He sees us play all the time. Hell, he’s seen you punishing me.”
“Right.” He narrowed his eyes and shot her a quick warning glance. “Don’t go anywhere alone.”
His deep voice reverberated through her. “What?” Her brow furrowed. “But this is why you taught me how to use the gun, and made me pore over books on wildlife, and got me the car. So I didn’t need a chaperone all the time.”
“Avery, I won’t argue over this. Something’s changed and until I know what it is, you’re on lockdown. You don’t leave this cabin without me.”
He looked at her, the playful sternness replaced by the real kind that made her belly sink like a rock and her nether cheeks tingle in dread.
“Understood?”
“Yes.” She nodded and he rose from the bed. If she couldn’t tell how concerned he was by his pallor and tight expression, she could tell by the way he hadn’t made her repeat her ‘yes’ and add ‘daddy’. Mike was worried. Avery chewed her lip. And that made her worry, too. 














































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