Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Surgient smiles warmly. He sets a palm on my stomach and pats my skin. “That’s true. I don’t know of anyone who ever died or got severely injured from masturbating, but the dominant side of an Eleadian male wants to own his mate’s pleasure. We aren’t wired to let our females take their pleasure behind our backs.”
I think about his words as he rounds to the end of the changing table. Like every other time, he parts my folds and examines me closely. “There’s been no blood in her diapers. Are you in any pain, Little one?” he asks, changing the subject abruptly as if he hadn’t just thirty seconds ago given me a lecture about how I might be punished for touching myself.
I shake my head.
“Words, Baby girl,” Papi encourages.
“No, Sir,” I murmur.
Surgient turns toward Papi. “I think you’re safe to leave the starship and begin the journey home. I’ll let them know to prepare a transport vessel.”
Papi nods. “Thank you.” He doesn’t look quite as pleased as I would expect.
Surgient comes to my side and pats my tummy again. “It was a pleasure meeting you, Little one. I wish you all the best in your new life.”
“Thank you, Sir,” I manage as he turns and leaves the room.
When he reaches the doorway, he turns back around. He glances at Papi who nods some sort of silent agreement before Surgient turns his attention back to me. “You were right about your father and your fiancé. I heard they showed up at the club a few hours ago. When you didn’t come home, they tracked your phone. They were livid. Zack had to call the police.”
I gasp and jerk my gaze to Papi. “They can’t get to me, right? You promised.”
He grabs my hand. “No, Baby girl. Never. You’re safe. There is no way for them to come here, and besides, it’s far too late. You’re mine, Kendra,” he emphasizes.
I take several deep breaths. Part of me wishes I could have been there to witness the looks on their faces when they found out I was gone. My relief is greater than I expected. Even though I have far more questions than answers about the journey I’m about to embark on, I know without a doubt the alternative was unacceptable.
“I thought you’d like to know,” Surgient says before he leaves.
Papi stands between my legs. He stares at my torso for long seconds. His brow is furrowed.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him.
He jerks his attention to my face and smiles. “Nothing, Little one. I’m sorry I was inside my head.”
“But you look sad.”
He smiles wider. “I’m going to miss you. You’ll be sleeping for six months. I’ll be pacing most of that time.”
“Oh.” I hadn’t thought about that.
He slides his hands up and down my inner thighs, bringing goosebumps to my skin and making me hornier. “What Surgient said is true. I want to own your pleasure.”
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper because the way he speaks demands I do so.
“I won’t ordinarily let you orgasm after a spanking. I need you to know that when I discipline you, you will not be granted pleasure afterward.”
I nod, licking my dry lips.
“However, I have a strong urge to make you come so hard right now I can’t fight it. I want it to be the last thing you remember so when you wake up, it’s the first thing on your mind. My mouth on your pussy. My tongue inside you.”
My entire body shudders. “Please,” I beg, wanting what he’s offering.
“I know you will be scared when we arrive. I want you to know I’ll do everything in my power to make you comfortable and keep you safe. You will be loved and cherished for eternity. You will want for nothing.”
“Except maybe clothes,” I point out.
He grins. “You won’t miss those either after you get used to our ways. You’ll enjoy the way I’ll worship your titties. You’ll feel pride when the jewels I select adorn them and bounce in front of you.”
I wince. That’s hard to imagine, but I don’t tell him. “No one’s ever looked at me the way you do,” I say instead. “No one’s ever really looked at me and really seen me before in my life.”
“I’m sorry for your neglect. It won’t happen again for as long as you live. I promise.”
I glance down at my spread legs. “No one’s ever put their mouth on me either,” I admit softly.
“That fact pleases me. I’ll be the only man who suckles your sweet juices, Little one.” He holds my inner thighs with his large hands, pulling my labia apart before lowering his face between my legs.
I suck in a breath in anticipation and gasp when he draws my clit and the surrounding nerves into his mouth. I tip my head back and arch my chest off the table as he begins to flick his tongue rapidly over my clit.