Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
The fact that she’s so strong firmly solidifies my belief that she could speak if she were willing. “Here’s the thing, Ava. You need to meet certain milestones. You should have regained your ability to speak by now. Since you have not, I’m taking you to the doctor. I will take you every single day if I need to because it’s concerning.”
She scowls.
I tap her nose. “My primary concern is always going to be your health and safety. If you’re not progressing physically or emotionally, then you need medical attention. I have no choice but to assume you’re either too stubborn to speak because you’re frustrated with your situation or you secretly enjoy numerous trips to the doctor.” I shrug nonchalantly. “I know how aroused you get when the doctor spreads your bottom open wide with the probe. Perhaps you’d benefit from a deeper rectal exam today. I can request a deep enema. Do you know what an enema is, Baby girl?” I know she does, but I’m hoping the suggestion will snap her out of her stubborn refusal to speak.
She twists her head to the side again, not willing to look at me.
I pretend she needs an explanation. “An enema is when the doctor puts a long tube up inside your bottom and fills it with a cleaning solution. You’ll hold it for a while and then release it. Little girls who get as aroused as you do from the probe often enjoy the thorough cleaning of an enema.”
She shakes her head.
“No? That doesn’t sound like fun?”
She turns to face me and stares at me with daggers coming out of her eyes. She lowers her gaze to my hand, which is holding her pacifier, and reaches out.
Ah, so she has far more mobility than she has let on. Interesting since she has done nothing to strengthen herself.
I have an idea. “If you can say one word to me, we won’t go to the doctor today. It can’t be no, and it has to have at least two syllables and be understandable. If you’re too stubborn to utter a single word, you must really want your bottom cleaned out.”
This is going to backfire on me if I’m guessing wrong and she’s truly not able to speak, but I’m confident she’s just stubborn.
She draws in a deep breath, glances toward the sliding doors in the kitchen that lead out to the backyard, and licks her lips. “Outside,” she says, clear as day.
I’m beaming. It’s the first time I’ve heard her voice since the night I met her. I’ve missed her so much. “Outside? You want to go outside?”
She nods without looking at me.
“So, you don’t want an enema today?”
Her cheeks turn pink as she shakes her head.
“Okay, then. I’ll cancel the appointment, and we can go outside.” I’ve taken her out there every day since we arrived. I stand to push her stroller out the back door. “I bet you like the colors, huh? There are so many more colors here than you have on Earth, and they are so vibrant. How about if I put a blanket down in the grass so you can lie on it and look around? Papi will do some work on the patio while you soak up the sunshine.”
I jog to my office to grab my computer before rolling the stroller outside, unfastening her, and lifting her out to settle her on a blanket.
When she reaches out toward me with one arm, opening and closing her hand, I know what she wants. I consider making her ask for it, but I already told her she needed to speak just one word, so I put her pacifier in her palm.
The naughty girl brings it right to her mouth without help. She’s been playing me. Next, she points at the sun and then her naked chest.
I frown while I try to figure out her sign language.
She points at the sun again before covering her breasts with both hands.
“Ah, you’re worried about sunburn. You won’t get burned here. Your formula has properties that naturally protect your skin from the sun, Baby girl. You never need to worry about getting burned.”
She stares at me, blinking as she processes my words, still covering her breasts.
I kneel next to her, grab her wrists, and gently guide her hands to her sides. “You don’t have to worry about the sun, but you do have to worry about Papi spanking you if you can’t keep your fingers away from your little titties.”
Her eyes go wide, and she stops the vicious sucking.
I bend over and kiss each nipple before lifting my gaze to hers again. Now is as good a time as any to tell her about the tradition of nipple piercing. “That’s a hard rule, Baby girl. Your pretty nipples will always be exposed and sensitive. You kept your eyes closed the entire time we were at the clinic the other day, so I don’t think you noticed this, but Eleadian males adorn our mates’ nipples with gemstones. I’ve already spoken to the jeweler, Ekert, about choosing stones for you. As soon as you’re more acclimated and mobile, I’ll take you to get these titties pierced.” I kiss them again and flick them each with my tongue.