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I’m happy. I’m so happy.

I hope he meant it because I want to do this again already with an intensity that is making me shake.

ChapterFourteen

Strogan

I’m sitting on the porch, sipping my drink while smiling at the universe. How did I get so lucky?

I can’t believe I’ve finally been inside my sweet Little girl. Not once but several times. She was insatiable and insisted she wasn’t hurting. My cock demanded that I listen to her, so I did.

Now she’s napping. When she awakes, we’ll go to my shop and get some work done. Or maybe we’ll have sex again.

No. That’s a bad idea. Her pussy is going to be sore no matter what she says. The only reason she’s resting so peacefully is because I nicked her skin in several places to numb her swollen folds and help her rest.

That was two hours ago though. She’s going to wake soon, hungry and in need of a diaper change.

I can’t stop smiling. I close my eyes and let the sun warm my skin. I’m truly the luckiest man in the universe.

A whimper catches my attention, and I jump to my feet, grabbing the monitor next to me while glancing at the screen.

Chrissy is starting to wake up, wiggling around, sucking her pacifier harder as she rouses.

When I step into her nursery, she’s more fully awake, blinking at me, smiling, pushing the pacifier out of her mouth. “I’m hungry,” she says.

I chuckle. “You missed a feeding.” I palm her diaper. “And you’re soaked.”

She glances away. It bothers her that she has never regained full control over her bladder when she’s sleeping. It happens sometimes, and it makes life easier. It’s healthier for Little girls to wet themselves in their sleep instead of holding it.

It’s not something that’s easily controlled consciously. Human females don’t wet themselves involuntarily. They’re potty trained between two and three years old and never wear diapers again.

Unless they’re chosen and come to Eleadia of course.

I gently carry my girl to the changing table, strap her securely to the surface, and open her diaper. I’m careful as I clean her skin with a soft cloth, paying close attention to her pussy to make sure it’s not too swollen.

She doesn’t wince, but she does have her lips pursed tightly. I know she’s sore. She doesn’t want me to know.

I bend over and kiss her folds, licking her and nicking her gently so she will numb up again for a while.

“I’m fine, Papi,” she insists.

I know she’s trying to be brave.

I finish up, wrap her bottom in another soft diaper, and unfasten her restraints before lifting her into my arms. I nuzzle her neck, inhaling her scent. I gave her a bath after we had sex. I had to in order to get my semen off her skin so she would stop feeling the driving need to fuck.

It’s both a curse and a blessing, but for whatever reason, every time our semen gets on the skin of our mate, it sends them into a wild tizzy far more powerful than what we can do with our quills. Fascinating but also has to be taken care of as soon as possible. Only a soak in the basin will ease the need.

“How about we try your first solid food, what do you say?”

She beams at me, eyes wide. “Really?”

“Yep. And then we’ll go to the shop. I spoke to Bialar while you were napping. You can meet Kendra later today.”

She lights up. “Food?”

I chuckle. She doesn’t care as much about Bialar’s mate as she does about eating. I understand, but I sure hope this meeting goes well. Bialar and I work together. It will be difficult if our Little girls don’t get along.

It’s not usually a concern we have here on Eleadia. Little girls are all on the same level playing field. They are all expected to follow the same rules. They wear nothing but a diaper and pigtails or braids. There’s no room for jealousy. No hierarchy like human females have on Earth.

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