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At eight minutes after two on Christmas morning,
Rosemarie Valentia Redding-LaFontane was born with sapphire blue eyes and
her
father’s dark hair. Two minutes later, her brother, William Kerry
Redding-LaFontane came squalling into the world with
his
father’s blond
hair and dark blue eyes. Leaning against Amery, Myrna stared misty eyed at the
two small bundles – one wrapped in pink and the other in blue who were being
held in their fathers’ arms. Kalinda was lying in the hospital bed, quietly
talking to Nisey, who’d coached her while Caelan was standing between Josh and
Dom making funny faces at the babies. Olivia and Jude had slipped out to the
all night gift store to buy some needed essentials and flowers for the tired
new mother.

“Are you happy, slave?” Amery nuzzled her.

“Yes, Master,” she answered as Olivia and Jude
entered the room their arms full of stuffed animals, balloons and flowers. Well
okay, Jude’s arms were full. “Without you I wouldn’t be here. I’d still be
hiding from the very thing I wanted. Thank you for giving me my family back. I
don’t think you could’ve asked for a better present than this.”

He licked her ear. “Oh yes, I could.” His tongue
delved inside.

“Really?” She shivered in his arms.

He chuckled against her ear. “Your submission is the
best gift of all.”

The End

ABOUT DAKOTA TRACE

Dakota is a simple Midwest
girl, who has found her passion in storytelling at a young age. Her father was
always saying she was making up the craziest stories. Most remained unwritten
though as writing wasn’t Dakota’s strong suit. That all changed in junior high
when she took her first typing class. Problem solved for the dyslexic Dakota.
There was no stopping her after that. She wrote her first novel her freshman
year about a girl who could speak to animals on an old electric IBM typewriter
and never looked back. Writing in several different genres, she is now a
published author with multiple books under belt. When Dakota isn’t writing
she’s a crazy mom of three wild Indians who are posing as children, a loving
wife to the man of her dreams and a full time student.
To find out more about Dakota visit her at
dakotatrace.com
.

If you enjoyed HIS CHRISTMAS GIFT: MYRNA’S SUBMISSION,

you might also enjoy:

NISEY’S AWAKENING

By Dakota Trace

When a would be Dom takes
advantage of Nisey's inexperience she is left bewildered and at odds with her
own sexuality. Now scared of what she longs for she tries to hide from it until
her best friend, Kalinda has had enough of waking to Nisey's screams and takes
matters into her own hands and contacts her older brother, Caelan. She's had
enough and wants her best friend back and thinks Caelan is the perfect man to
guide Nisey back to what she longs for without traumatizing her friend any
further.
Caelan is an experienced Dom, who has trained many first time subs in during
his time in the lifestyle, but his last experience with a newbie changed
everything. When it blew up in his face, he decided to keep to the more
experienced subs, so when his sister calls out of the blue with a request that
he help her friend, he is intrigued but very leery. After all
what could happen from answering a few questions?

Warnings: This title contains graphic
language, spanking, exhibitionism, phone sex, bondage, toys, description of an
attempted rape and sodomy.

EXCERPT:

When she came out of the shower, somewhat refreshed, she was
pleasantly surprised to see that the pizza had already arrived and both Caelan
and Kalinda were sitting on the futon with two open pizza boxes. Her stomach
growled at the fragrant smell coming off the pizza.

“Come join us, Nisey. Everything is ready to go. Pizza’s hot and I
sweet talked Caelan into watching that new
Transporter
movie you’ve been
wanting to see.”

A flush crossed her face. “Oh that’s nice of you, Caelan, but I
would’ve watched whatever you wanted.”

“Nonsense. I like action movies. I haven’t seen the first two but
Kalinda assures me that they were action packed. Now if it had been
Steel
Magnolias
or something like that, I would’ve put my foot down.”

Kalinda giggled and patted the seat next to her. “Come on. Our
pizza is getting cold.”

Nodding, Nisey settled gingerly on the futon between Kalinda and
her brother. She noted Caelan seemed to have the same habit of dominating his
corner of the futon that his sister did. He was relaxed with one arm draped
over the back of the futon and the other resting on the arm, sitting at an
angle with his long legs stretched out in front of him.
How the hell I am
supposed to sit next to him?
The awareness she’d felt earlier rushed back
even stronger despite the meager release she’d given herself in the shower. To
hide her nervousness, she leaned forward to grab a plate.

“Either of you want a slice of this one?”

“Sure, I’ll take one.” Caelan leaned forward to take if from her.

She stifled a gasp as his hand brushed against hers. Biting her
lower lip, she glanced at him, wondering if he’d felt the same spark of
attraction. His face was cool. Her heart sank as she looked away from him.

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