If Only In Our Dreams (Christmas Daddies, #3)

by Fae Quin

Welcome back, Uncle Dad Robin. Dad Uncle Robin. Duncle Robin. Robin the First. Duncle Robin the 1st. Duncle Robin the 1st, the coolest duncle in all the land.

“I wish this was my dick. That I could feel you squeezing around it. Milking me dry. Letting me breed this sweet little ass.”

“Can’t he quit his job?” Jane asked. “I don’t want to share him.” Rosie hesitated, but ultimately opened her mouth too. “I have almost a hundred monies. He can have it.”

“The person I was actually protecting…this whole time…was me.” I’d never admitted that to anyone, not even myself. “Because I thought—if one more person—” My voice broke. “If one more person lets me down, I don’t think I’ll make it.”