Page 249 of Santa Daddies

“A Little?” Lochlan narrowed his gaze.

Anson shifted around uncomfortably. “Yeah, that’s the other thing I need from you. Some advice on how to be a good Daddy Dom to a Little who has never experienced that.”

“Finally, you’re admitting that you’re a Daddy Dom.”

Anson frowned at Lochlan. “What are you talking about?”

“You’ve always had Daddy Dom vibes, big bro,” Joey told him. “You’ve just never been keen on acknowledging that side of yourself. But it’s definitely there.”

“Daddy Dom vibes?” he queried.

“Joey is kind of right,” Lochlan told him. “You like to be in control in the bedroom, right?”

Was he really having this conversation with his brother here? He glanced at Joey.

“Don’t mind me,” Joey said, waving his hand in the air. “I’m all about control in the bedroom. Well, giving it away. Nothing like a big, handsome Dom who likes to boss me around.”

A low growl came from Lochlan and they both turned to give him looks.

“Sorry,” he said. “Scratchy throat. But you do, right?”

“Yes, you know I’ve been in the scene for a while. I just haven’t had a submissive partner in . . . years. I had to concentrate on my career.” And there hadn’t been room for anything else.

“Big bro, you shouldn’t deny your needs.” Joey waggled a finger to him. “It isn’t healthy. It can give you blue balls and constipation.”

Lochlan sighed. “Joey is right that it isn’t healthy. And we all kind of figured that you decided to date Jenna because she wasn’t a sub. Then you could focus fully on your career.”

He wasn’t wrong. “I’m a dick.”

“You’re driven,” Lochlan countered. “Not a bad thing. But now that you no longer have your career, you can think about what you really want and desire.”

Right. Now that his career was in tatters.

“Jesus, Lochlan,” Joey grumbled.

“What?” Lochlan asked.

“He knows his career is over, but he doesn’t need it rubbed in.”

“I’m just pointing out that there could be an upside. Finding happiness in his life.”

“Okay, maybe the two of you should stop trying to make me feel better,” Anson grumbled. “Lochlan isn’t wrong, even if he’s as clueless about people’s feelings as ever.”

“Since when did you have feelings?” Lochlan grumbled.

Anson snorted. “So I chose Jenna as I didn’t have to give her too much of myself?”

“I’m not saying you can’t be successful in a career and in your life,” Lochlan told him. “Just you didn’t want your attention diverted by other things.”

“Like being a Daddy Dom?”

Lochlan leaned forward. “How do you feel with this Alice? Like you naturally want to take charge but at the same time want to do everything that will make her life easier? Better? Do you want to nurture her? Support her? Provide her with a space where she’s safe and loved? Do you want to be her caregiver? Her confidante? Her friend? The person who makes the rules and enforces them? Do you think she’s adorable in Little headspace? Do you think you could dress her and play with her and discipline her as necessary? Obviously everyone’s relationship is different. But those are some things that come to mind.”

“I want all of that. And she is adorable. I met her Little for the first time today. She was in this gorgeous onesie with her thumb in her mouth and I just wanted to wrap her up in safety and keep her protected from the rest of the world. But what do I do? How do I get her to trust me with her Little? I think she only showed me her today because she was overwhelmed and maybe a part of her was testing me.”

“Sure, she’ll do that. But stay steady. Stay true to yourself. Lay down boundaries and stick to them. Stay the course. Show her that you’ll be there for her no matter what. And that you accept all of her.”

“Presents don’t hurt either,” Joey piped up. “Just saying. I like presents.”