Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
He meets my gaze. “Dankin will fix you,” he assures me.
I swallow. “It’s scary. It would be a very big deal having a tumor removed from inside my head on Earth. Dankin seems very confident.”
“He’s a fantastic healer, Baby girl. He will get the tumor out.”
I search his gaze. “But you’re scared, too.”
He smiles warmly. “Yes, Baby girl. I will always worry about you for the rest of my life. Every day. I will be overprotective with you for this reason. It’s in my nature. When you’re injured, I will panic. When you’re hurting, I will hurt. When you’re sad, I will be sad, too.”
Tears come to my eyes. He’s so sincere. He feels deeply. He means every word. I know he does because I feel the same strong pull.
Papi releases my face and gets more liquid soap on his hands, rubbing his palms together as he watches me. “Close your eyes, Little one. I’m going to wash your face.”
I don’t wear a lot of makeup, but what little I have will be rinsed down the drain soon. “Do they have makeup on Eleadia?” I ask.
“No, Baby girl. We don’t allow our Little girls to wear makeup. Your skin will be free of everything. It will feel so much healthier.”
“No one wears makeup?”
“Nope.”
After he rinses my face, I open my eyes and watch him put soap on a soft cloth. He picks up my arm and gently washes me from my fingers to my shoulder. I’m mesmerized as he does the other arm, leans me forward to do my back, and then eases me to recline against the basin to do my chest.
My breath hitches when he rubs the cloth over my breasts. I purse my lips to keep from moaning.
“Your nipples are so pretty, Clara,” he murmurs. “With your skin tone, I’m thinking you will look beautiful adorned with hessonite stones.”
I look at him. “Hessonite? I’m not familiar with it.”
“It’s a deep red like the blouse you were wearing. It’s the perfect color on you. It will sparkle in the sunlight.” He’s staring at my breasts as he speaks, cupping them now with both hands.
When he thumbs my nipples, my breath hitches. My arousal has never fully subsided, but it spikes. “Papi…” I squeeze my legs together as renewed sexual need grows between them.
I can’t believe my mind is on sex when I should be fully focused on the fact that I’m about to have surgery in my skull. Papi makes it impossible to think about that. He shifts my focus to my nipples and my sex.
“Spread your legs, Baby girl. You may not clamp them together. I want your pussy open. I want to see it and smell your scent.”
I whimper. His words are odd and so dominant. I part my thighs for him, though. It’s hard to disobey him. Following his orders comes naturally, which is strange since I’ve never followed anyone’s orders before.
“Good girl.” He puts more soap on the washcloth and lifts first one foot and then the other, bathing every inch of me. I hold my breath when he slides the cloth up between my legs and can’t keep from moaning when he drags the soft material over my folds.
Papi drops the cloth and switches to stroking my sex with his fingers. “So soft…” he murmurs.
I’m panting. My gaze is on where his giant arm is between my legs. It’s mesmerizing watching him touch me. When he slides his hand lower and strokes over my forbidden hole, I clench my thighs around his hands. “Papi…”
“You will have no secrets from me, Clara. Relax your legs and your pretty bottom. Let me wash inside you.”
I shake my head and clamp down harder. “Not there, Papi,” I beg.
“Yes, Baby girl, even inside your bottom. I will stroke inside your tight little rosebud often, Little one. You will learn to enjoy my touch.”
I stiffen. In my bottom? “No,” I whimper.
“Yes, Little one,” he says firmly as he pushes his finger inside my tight rectum.
I shake my head even though I do nothing to stop him. He’s too large and strong for me to avoid whatever he wants to do to me anyway, but even my verbal argument has grown weak. “Papi…”
He eases his finger deeper and presses his thumb against my clit.
I grab the sides of the basin and lift my butt right off the bottom. I’m bombarded with unusual sensations. This shouldn’t feel good. I should tell him to stop. My eyes roll back as he reaches deeper and strokes my clit at the same time.
When he pushes another finger into my vagina, I cry out. My entire body clenches as an unexpected orgasm consumes me.
Chapter Six
Kalbrac
My Little girl is shaking and clinging to me as I lift her out of the basin. She’s trembling from the unexpected orgasm. I haven’t even gotten her dried off yet. We’re both getting wet as I wrap a towel around her, tuck part of it between her legs to keep them parted, and snuggle her against my chest.