His Little Turquoise – Eleadian Mates Read Online Paige Michaels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
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If I thought her distress was legitimate and stemmed from true horror, I wouldn’t have given Dankin such a verbose explanation. But the truth is impossible to deny. She’s at least as turned on by having a stranger examine her as she was when I examined her alone. It’s embarrassing her, but that embarrassment is also fueling her arousal.

Dankin pats her inner thighs. “For now, let’s get a suppository in her. You can take her to room six across the hallway while you wait for her to empty her bowels. Bring me the diaper so I can check her feces while you wait for clearance to leave. She needs another bottle, of course. Then she can rest in room six. If you don’t mind, I’ll take another look at her genitals before you depart.”

I know he’s curious to see what he can expect from the next female genitalia he examines. “Of course. Your next patient should be coming along soon too.”

Dankin smiles at me as he reaches for the suppositories. “I heard about Ganrax. Is it true his Little girl is Mia’s friend?”

Mia perks up and lifts her head at the mention of her friend, Ava. “Oh my God. Ava. Is she here too?” She jerks her gaze to mine. “Can I see her?”

“She hasn’t left the club yet to come up to the starship, Baby girl.” I pat her tummy. “You’ll see her in a few weeks on Eleadia.”

She shakes her head. “No. I want to see her now. When will she be here?”

I lean over and kiss my girl on the forehead. “You need to be patient, Little one. You’ll see her after you’ve both adapted to life on Eleadia. It will only seem like a few weeks to you. It will be six months in real time.”

More head shaking. “No, Papi. Now.”

I glance at Dankin. He’s holding the thick suppository in his fingers. I nod at him to go ahead as I press my palm against her pelvis to make sure she can’t buck away from Dankin’s fingers.

When Dankin dabs some lubricant on Mia’s tight hole, she shifts her attention to him and cries out. “No. Don’t. I don’t want you to touch my bottom.”

Her face is red and splotchy. So is her chest. Her lip trembles, and then she screams loud enough to shake the small room.

Chapter Fifteen

Mia

I can’t stop myself from screaming. I’ve never been so embarrassed in my whole life. I clench my butt cheeks as tight as I can, but it’s no use. I can’t stop the doctor from touching me there.

More importantly, I can’t stop my body from reacting to his touch. I’ve been aroused ever since I first inhaled Papi’s scent. I’ve been shaking with the need to orgasm again and again ever since we had sex. The bath helped, but it didn’t eliminate the driving need entirely.

When Papi lifted my hands over my head and stretched me out on this exam table, I almost came in my diaper. I had no idea I had an interest in exhibitionism. I’ve never been in a situation like this.

I should have known. I could kick myself for being so surprised. I like to read novels where the heroine is forced to expose herself in front of people. I’ve always masturbated to thoughts of being naked and restrained with lots of people watching me.

Even more poignant, I’ve had millions of fantasies about being in a doctor’s office, strapped down like this, forced to endure every imaginable type of invasive exam until I couldn’t stop myself from reaching orgasm in front of people. The thought of such humiliation has always made me so horny.

But now I’m here, and it’s surreal. And I’m embarrassed, not because Papi and the doctor can see every inch of me but because they can also see I’m aroused. I suspect they can scent it too.

Papi’s mouth lands on my nipple while I’m still screaming. He suckles for a moment before holding it between his teeth and piercing it deeper and longer than he has any previous time.

It doesn’t stun me nearly as much this time, and it doesn’t hurt. The prick of his quill is sharp. It should hurt. But I’ve started craving it instead. How could I possibly crave having my little titty pierced? It makes no sense. Nothing makes sense.

It feels so good that I want to beg him to do the same to my other nipple. I want him to do it to my clit.

Papi swirls his tongue around my titty several times, soothing the sting before releasing it with a soft pop.

I realize I’m no longer screaming. I’m panting heavily. Gasping. My nipple is throbbing and needy.

Dankin is circling my anus with his fingers, rubbing the sensitive skin, reminding me of my overwhelming need to be violated. I want him to force his finger into me. I want to feel the pressure. I want to come so badly I can’t think of anything else.


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