Page 20 of His Little Hessonite
I shrug. “I figure when I fainted, I actually never woke up. I’m in a coma, conjuring up all this madness. Maybe it’s my mind’s way of coping with death. Maybe I actually have a more serious brain tumor, but in my coma, I don’t know what to call it, so I just imagined a pituitary tumor. The real tumor is actually fatal, and I’m going to die, so before I die, I’m going to imagine a giant, sexy, alien man has come to me. He has a strange vampire poker in his mouth that makes me incredibly horny, and he’s going to fuck me clear into tomorrow so that I die knowing what it feels like to be truly fucked.” I don’t even care that I just referred to sex as fucking two more times.
Papi is frowning at me like he can’t quite figure out what to do with everything I just told him.
I reach over with one hand and pinch my arm hard, making myself yelp.
Papi grabs my hand and pulls it away from my opposite arm. “Why’d you do that?”
“Haven’t you ever heard of pinching yourself to see if you’re awake or asleep?”
“No.”
“Well, apparently it’s not true anyway because I still think I’m in a coma, and that pinch didn’t wake me up.”
“And you don’t think my spanking or the fact that I pinched your nipple several times would have worked just the same?”
I shrug. “Good point.” I glance down at my nipples. “Maybe you should try again.”
He chuckles. It’s refreshing after all the frowning. “Baby girl, you’re going to keep me on my toes for eternity, aren’t you?”
“If I’m still living. How long do you think a dream can last?” I suddenly feel a sense of urgency. I want Papi to make love to me before something disturbs my coma and I either wake up or die. I meet his gaze again. “Just in case I’m right, will you please f?—”
He puts his hand over my mouth, stopping me from speaking. “If you say fuck one more time, I will flip you back over and spank that sweet spot on your bottom until you can’t think of anything except my cock inside your wet cunt. And I certainly won’t give you what you crave. Understood?”
I nod. His hand is still over my mouth.
He lowers it. “Now, my imaginative Little girl, let me assure you that you are definitely not asleep or in a coma. You’re alive and well in my arms on the mothership. I have no doubt at all that Dankin will remove that tumor from your pituitary gland, and you will be completely healthy in no time. When he saysyou’re ready, we will travel to Eleadia and start our long lives together.”
“Okay, but just in case…”
He chuckles. “Okay, Baby girl. Just in case you’re right, I’ll make love to you, but only if you agree to take your bottle and go down for a nap afterward.”
I nod rapidly. “Agreed.”
“You will not complain when I diaper you either,” he adds.
I sigh, my shoulders drooping. “Fine.” I’ll agree to just about anything if he’ll have sex with me. I don’t really know what’s real or not anymore, but I don’t care. All I care about is prolonging this feeling inside me because it’s the best feeling I’ve ever had in my life.
I glance around. “Do you have condoms?” Then I giggle. “Do people use condoms in their dreams?”
He slides his hands to my ass and rises, holding me by the butt.
I grab his shoulders again and hold on, loving the fact that my pussy is now pressing against his cock.
Papi opens a door and steps into an adjacent room that looks more like a bedroom than the nursery we’ve been in. He carries me directly to the biggest bed I’ve ever seen, lowers me onto my back at the edge of the bed, and plants his hands on either side of me.
My legs are wide around his thighs, but I’ve lost direct contact with his erection. My butt burns from his grip on my heated flesh.
“We don’t need condoms, Baby girl. Though human females are the most perfect match for Eleadian males in many ways, we are not compatible enough to procreate. My sperm will not join with your eggs.”
“Oh. You’re sure?”
“Positive.”
“Okay, then how about if you take your pants off and show me that giant cock again.”
He rolls his eyes. “My girl is so bossy and vulgar.”
I shrug. “Not really. Only when I’m dreaming.”