Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
It takes a while, but finally she meets my gaze, her cheeks a heated pink. “What…” She clears her throat and licks her lips. “What the…”
I smile and lean over to kiss her forehead. “Yeah. Now we know.”
She shudders. “Will it always be like that?”
“It won’t hurt again, if that’s what you’re asking, but the frenzy will always be there. It will even grow stronger. We’ll learn to control it and enjoy it over time though.”
She shivers. “Cold, Papi.”
I let the water out, snag a fresh towel, and wrap her up as I bring her to my chest.
When I turn around, she squeals, shocking me.
I glance at her face before turning my attention to the spot across the room where her gaze has shifted. The things I got for her from her apartment are lined up on the couch.
“Pokey!” she shouts. “And Betsy and Maggie and Lola.” Her voice is so very Little and adorable as she grows even more excited. “Put me down, Papi.” She squirms in my arms.
“Just a minute, Baby girl. Let’s get a diaper on you first.”
She grumbles when I turn away from her friends and head for the bedroom. She’s restless as I lie her on her back and reach for the cream that will both protect her skin and continue to ease her need.
She doesn’t stop wiggling around. As soon as I release her to reach for the diaper we never closed around her earlier, she rolls over and scrambles to slide off the side of the bed.
Before her feet can hit the ground—which is a long drop for her—I snag her around the waist and haul her back onto the mattress. “Mia,” I admonish, holding her down with a hand on the small of her back.
She’s still squirming. “Let me down. I want to go hug Pokey.”
I managed to clasp both her wrists and hold them at the small of her back in one fluid motion while I easily land a hard swat to her bottom.
All the breath leaves her lungs as she twists her head around to glare at me wide-eyed. “Why’d you do that, Papi? Let me go.”
I shake my head and give her an admonishing look. She’s feisty when she’s determined, but she needs to understand who’s in charge here and why. I swat her bottom again. Her skin is so pale that it’s already pink.
“Papi!” she shouts.
I swat her again two more times, impressed by how much energy she has and the fact that she’s still wiggling around, trying to free herself. I’m trying not to smile. That will probably only infuriate her more.
After six more swats, for a total of ten, I stop. She’s finally given up the fight. She’s crying softly against the mattress. “Why did you do that?” she asks in a far more submissive voice.
I release her wrists and roll her onto her back before leaning over her to hold her gaze. She winces as she wiggles her heated bottom on the soft comforter. We’re both still naked. My cock is still hard. Her pussy is still wet. I can smell her arousal. Some is simply left over from our mating, but fresh arousal is also leaking out of her from my dominance.
She’s sniffling. “I didn’t like that, Papi,” she complains.
“Then next time you’ll do what Papi says.” I lift a brow.
“I just wanted to go see Pokey.”
“And what did Papi say about that?”
She pushes out her bottom lip, not meeting my gaze.
I pin her with my hands on either side of her body. “When you’re ready to answer my question, we’ll proceed.”
She glances around me at the door that will lead her to Pokey. Finally, looking anywhere but at me, she murmurs, “That I had to get a fresh diaper first.”
“Why do you think I wanted to put a diaper on you first?”
She shrugs. “I don’t know.” She’s a bit sassy, but I’ll give her a break on this issue just once. She didn’t know about the cream.
“For one thing, I have a special cream I’ll rub into your pussy after we make love to help ease the arousal my semen causes.” I lift it up from the bed to show her. “But more importantly, I expect you to do as you’re told.” I lift a brow to emphasize my words. “I won’t always give you a reason at that precise moment when I tell you to do something. I’ll expect you to learn to obey Papi because you trust me to know what’s best.”
She sniffles again.
“As for squirming around to slide off this bed, that’s not safe. It’s too high off the floor for you. You might twist an ankle or break a bone. Most of my rules are for your safety. The furniture on Eleadia is much higher than any on Earth, and for a Little girl like you, it’s far too high. You will not climb on or off furniture without my assistance. Understood?”