Page 25 of His Little Garnet

I keep sucking as my mind heads in another direction, reminding me that I’m lying to myself. It’s true that I’ve never been to a BDSM club. I’ve never spoken of the idea. But I’ve read about them. I have a secret stash of naughty books on my ereader.

Suddenly I stop sucking. My ereader… It’s on my phone. The phone I left on Earth. I hadn’t taken it with me to Club Zoom that night because I didn’t have any place on my dress to keep it nor did I have anyone to call. I was with my best friend.

“What’s the matter, Baby girl?” Papi asks. His voice sounds concerned.

I let the nipple pop out and meet his gaze. This revelation stresses me out. “My books.”

He frowns. “What books, Little one?”

“On my ereader. In my phone. I lost all my books.”

Papi smiles. “We can replace them here. I’ll get you a new reader. We can fill it with anything you want.”

“But you won’t have the same books here.” My desperation grows. “You don’t even have many women. Your books are probably all action and battles and boy things like trucks and monsters and villains. I don’t like those kinds.”

Papi chuckles as he sets the bottle aside and kisses my forehead. Apparently it was empty or close. “I can get every book you ever wanted to read from Earth, Little one. Promise. Sometimes we have to wait a few weeks or a month for newer releases since a transport vessel brings them, and they don’t land every day, but you won’t know when anything releases anyway. It’s not like anyone here can spoil the ending.” He grins.

I narrow my gaze at him. “Are you going to monitor what I read and watch like I’m too young to choose for myself?”

He sighs. I’m actually surprised. I think I’m finally getting to him. Pushing him too hard. I should feel bad about it, but I don’t. I want to know if Papi also has a mad.

“How about we cross that bridge when we come to it, Baby girl?”

I pout. If I could cross my arms, I would. I would also stomp my foot.

Papi is clearly fighting laughter. “Baby girl, I’m familiar with reading material from Earth. In addition to fiction, we study all of your non-fiction to find out what innovations you have in all areas of life. As a physician, for example, I’m up to date on all the latest scientific research.” He lifts a brow.

I stare at him. “I’m a nurse. I’ve read that too. I don’t do it for pleasure though. I like romance novels when I want to relax and unwind.”

“Then you shall have them.”

I draw in a breath. “Do you have sites where I can order things or a subscription service?”

He shakes his head. “No. We don’t use any form of currency here, Baby girl. If you want to read something, Papi will get it. And before you have a full tantrum, what’s wrong with Papi knowing what you’re reading? It will help me understand you better so I can meet your needs.”

I shake my head. “You don’t understand.” My voice rises. “Women need some things that are just for themselves. We don’t like to share all our secrets.”

He bends down to nuzzle my neck and then kisses me behind my ear before pulling back. When he does, he takes my hand and lifts it to his lips. Holding my gaze to make sure I know who’s boss, he kisses my finger tip and then pierces it with his quill.

I try to pull away, but even if I did have muscle control, I wouldn’t be able to escape his hold. He’s much larger and stronger than me.

He kisses the next fingertip and pricks it too. And the next and the next and the next. When he’s done, he flattens my palm on his cheek and stares at me.

I’m breathing heavily because I’ve never been this aroused in my life. Maybe It was that time he made me come over and over on Earth, but I’d been slightly out of it. Today, I’m fully alert. And so very aroused.

“It’s you who doesn’t understand, Baby girl,” he says in the calmest voice ever. “You can fight Papi for as long as you want, but eventually you’ll realize that I’m offering you the universe. I’m not just offering it. I’m going to give it to you. I’m going to make you so happy you won’t be able to find a romance novel to compare. I will know all of your secret desires because you’re going to tell me. And I’m going to make your fantasies come true. I’m going to do all of that because nothing will make me happier than seeing your face light up with delight and hearing you moan as you come all over me.”

I’m panting. The level of desperation I feel can’t be compared to anything. How am I supposed to fight him on this? He’s like every fantasy rolled up in one.

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