Page 23 of His Little Hessonite

Watching him is mesmerizing. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever set eyes on, and he’s mine. Right?

Papi releases his shaft, grabs my thighs, and drops his mouth once again to my pussy.

I cry out at the unexpected contact as he sucks and licks. I can’t get free of him. I shove at his shoulders because I can’t take another orgasm, but he won’t budge. He’s too strong for me.

When he pierces my labia in several places, I panic. “Papi, no… Stop… It’s too much…”

He ignores me, and it doesn’t take long for me to realize he isn’t eating my pussy for the purpose of making me come again. He’s healing me. All the pain from the stretch subsides, leaving me loose and relaxed.

Finally, he’s finished. He keeps one hand on my tummy as if to prevent me from falling off the bed while he reaches over to the nightstand to grab something.

The next thing I know, he’s lifting my bottom off the bed with one hand around my ankles and sliding a diaper under me.

“Papi…” I complain to no avail.

He doesn’t address my argument. Instead he finishes securing me and scoops me into his arms to cradle me against his chest. He kisses all over my face. “Fuck, that was powerful,” he murmurs as he carries me out of the room and back into the nursery.

How does he have the strength and will to carry on like this? I would expect him to have dropped down next to me on the bed, panting and limp. But he seems energized instead.

He turns to the rocking chair and sits with me leaning back in his arms like the Baby he has turned me into. “I should wash you, Little one. I should take you to the sink and flush out yourcunt to get all evidence of my semen off your skin, but I don’t want to. I want you to feel my essence inside you. Did I give you enough of my serum to keep you calm so you can relax through the tingling need in your womb?”

I nod. He has. It feels amazing. He’s right. I can feel his seed inside me. It would be driving me wild if he hadn’t anesthetized me slightly. I like it. I like that he didn’t wash it off me. It’s a reminder that maybe I really am alive. If I’m not and this is death, I’ll gladly accept death.

Chapter Nine

Kalbrac

Fuck, but I can smell myself on her, in her, around her. There’s a new scent in the room. It’s our combined essence. It’s powerful. Anyone who walks in will know we consummated our union. I’m glad. It makes her more fully mine. She knows it, too.

It’s very caveman of me to force her to keep the semen that leaked from my cockhead inside her. I was told to wash it off, including from inside her cunt. But it’s just a trace. Just the precome I could not control before my orgasm.

She’s smiling blissfully as though she likes it. “Tingles, Papi…” she whimpers.

“I know, Baby girl.” My cock swells all over again with pride. She will keep me inside her. She will do this because I’ve commanded it. She’s learning to obey me.

She arches her little body and moans. “It’s alive…”

I chuckle. Apparently my come is pretty powerful. I bring my hand to her breast and stroke her nipple until it’s stiff before gripping it between my thumb and forefinger and pinching it.

My girl writhes. “Papi…”

I need to stop tormenting her so I can feed her. She needs to rest before her surgery. But it’s so gratifying holding her while she squirms on my lap. She keeps trying to squeeze her thighs together. She’ll never be able to do so again because I won’t let her. The thick diaper I put on her will force her legs to remain parted. When I change her, I will spread her open even wider and threaten to spank her pussy if she closes her legs.

My instinct to drive her wild is stronger than anyone warned me about. I knew dominating her would come naturally, but I’m pushing her harder than I expected, and she’s taking it from me even though she went on a rant about not submitting to me a short while ago.

When I release her nipple and pinch the other one, she bats at my hand futilely. “Papi…”

“Mine,” I growl.

She arches and moans.

I finally release her swollen, enflamed bud, soothing it by circling it with my finger. “These little titties will look amazing with hessonite gems hanging from them. I’m going to call Ekert and place an order for the red stones as soon as we get home.”

Her breath hitches. “You want to pierce my nipples?”

I meet her gaze, realizing what I’ve revealed. “Yes, Baby girl. I will take you to the jeweler as soon as you’re strong enough. He will put hoops through your pretty titties. The sparkling red stones will hang from them permanently.”

She swallows.