Page 28 of His Little Turquoise
“After you fully recover, when you’re ready, then we’ll make love.”
My stomach growls. I’ve been through a lot in the past few hours. I didn’t eat much for dinner either.
“Ready for your bottle, Little one?”
“What if I don’t like it?”
“You will. It has a unique flavor you’ve never tasted before. All of the food on Eleadia will be new to you. But I haven’t met a single Little girl who didn’t like the formula.”
I lean back in his arms and try to relax. My titties are still tingling. He’s right about one thing. I won’t touch them again anytime soon. I can’t think of anything worse than the level of arousal he consumed me with while holding me down and forcing me to endure it.
My diaper is soaked, and it’s not from peeing myself.
When he lifts the bottle to my mouth, I open for him. I love the way he’s looking at me as I find my rhythm and start to suckle. It tastes better than anything I’ve ever eaten. Like the best smoothie ever made. I can’t identify the flavor at all. Maybe a hint of vanilla though.
Papi calms. I can feel his body relaxing with mine. He fingers a lock of my hair before carefully removing the little clips and setting them on the end table. “So pretty,” he whispers as he runs his fingers through the length.
I hold his gaze. I can’t look away. The connection between us is incredible. It would be foolish to fight it.
He won’t look away either. “You’re so precious. I’m a very lucky Papi. Most Papis have to work hard to get their Little girls to take their first bottle and accept being diapered.”
I hesitate for a moment as I remember I left my best friend downstairs. Papi seems to think she was claimed by his friend. If she’s enduring the same thing as me right now, she can’t be happy. She would freak if someone made her wear a diaper or take a bottle. And the medical exam…
Papi strokes my cheek with his thumb. “There is nothing more special in the universe than cradling my Little girl in my arms while she takes her bottle. Can you feel the bond growing?”
I nod. I feel it. It’s as strong as he suggests. I feel a deep sense of power that flows around us, consuming me. It’s warm like a soft blanket. I want more of it.
When I start to drift off, Papi jiggles the bottle. “Finish all of it, Baby girl.”
I can’t disappoint him. I want to please him. So I force my eyes to stay open and finish every drop of the formula. I’m so tired by the time it’s gone that I’m already drifting off.
I’m aware of Papi setting the bottle aside and rolling me gently closer to his chest so that my titties press against his pecs. They’ve finally stopped throbbing, but I’m aware of the contact, and it soothes me.
Papi rises, cradling me so close I almost can’t breathe. He kisses my temple. “Sleep, Baby girl.” He rocks me back and forth, the movement lulling me into sleep. Just as I’m about to doze off, he nudges my lips and pops the pacifier into my mouth.
I suckle it as I fall into a deep sleep.
Chapter Eleven
Surgient
I can’t put her down. I won’t. I’m so smitten by her that I can’t stand to lay her on my bed even for her nap. I can’t stop staring at her, touching her, playing with her hair. She’s a dream come true, and I won’t part with her.
Already I’m in a panic about parting with her emotionally for six long months. I’ve watched other Papis fret about their upcoming trips. Now I fully understand why. If all of them felt even one tenth what I’m feeling, they were out of their minds with frustration.
I just got her. She’s going to leave me for half an Earth year. In the grand scheme of things, it’s a blip on the radar of our long lives, but right now, it seems like an eternity.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and check my messages. Everyone from the control room and the starship will know by now that I’ve claimed a mate.
The last message is from Ganrax. It’s not customary for us to interrupt another male after he’s staked his claim and taken his Little girl upstairs, but I’m not surprised by his message. It camein only ten minutes ago. Our situation is different. We found our mates at the same time, and they’re friends.
I read his message.
Call me if you can talk.
I glance at Mia. She’s out cold. She needs the sleep. The formula is helping her rest. So I dial Ganrax’s number.
He picks up on the first ring. “Hey.” He sounds stressed.
