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Chapter Sixteen

Eden

“Don’t you want to nap first?” Papi teases.

The last thing on my mind is sleeping. I narrow my gaze at him. “Take your pants off, Papi.”

“So bossy,” he teases as he lowers his pants over his erection and drops them to the floor. “Happy?”

I shake my head. “I’ll be happier when you enter me.”

He crawls up between my legs, hovering above me, not touching me. His gaze holds mine. “It’s going to hurt, Eden. Just the first time, but it will hurt. Would you like me to numb you first?”

“No. I want to feel it. All of it. I don’t care if it hurts.”

“Such a brave Little girl.” He kisses my lips gently. “I need to tell you something so you’ll be prepared. Do you know how even more wetness leaks out of you when you come?”

I nod.

“Well, when a man comes, long jets of semen comes out of his penis. It will fill your pussy. You might not notice precisely when I orgasm, but when my come gets on your skin, you will feel ten times hornier than you do now. It will drive you bonkers. I will have to put you in the basin and wash it off you as soon as possible.”

I frown. I’ve never heard of that before. Granted, I was so na?ve I didn’t even know that men put their members inside women to get them pregnant. But I’ve never heard of any of the women in my compound experiencing anything like what I’ve already felt and certainly not like what he’s describing will happen. “I’ve never even heard a woman so much as whimper in my compound. I don’t think any of them enjoy lying with their husbands.”

He smiles. “The frenzy is not the same among humans. Semen doesn’t affect your females.”

“Oh.” Frankly, I don’t much care what happens to the women in my compound. I’ve decided they’re all missing out, and their lives are pitiful. I’m so lucky, and I’m about to get luckier.

I reach up to run my hands over his chest and down lower until I wrap them around his…cock.

He hisses.

I freeze. Did I hurt him? “Does it hurt?”

He shakes his head. “No, Baby girl. It feels like heaven. You’re the first person to ever touch my cock. I’m going to fly off this planet from your sweet touch.”

I stroke his hard length. It’s so huge. I don’t understand how it’s going to fit, but I trust him. He says it will be tight, and it will hurt. That much is obvious. I’d be concerned if he told me otherwise.

Papi stays very still, though his arms are trembling a bit. “See the slit in the top?” he asks in a rough voice.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“The wetness leaking out is my semen. A lot of it will come out when I come inside you.”

“Can you also come when you’re not inside me?” I’m not sure how this works.

He chuckles. “I’ve come not inside you about four times a day since I met you.”

“Oh.” My face heats.

“The thought of you keeps me hard, Baby girl. The scent of you in our home. The little noises you make. Staring at you on the monitor while you sleep in your crib. Holding you. Feeding you. Kissing you. Eating you. All of it keeps me hard.”

I reach for the tip, wanting to touch the slit and his semen, but he lifts one hand and stops me, grabbing my wrist.

“Sorry,” I murmur. It’s like there are rules, and I don’t know them. I’m embarrassed.

Papi brings my hand to his lips and kisses my fingertips. “Look at me, Eden.”

I meet his gaze.

“You’re not in trouble, and you didn’t do anything wrong. There is nothing you can do that’s wrong. You’re welcome to touch me however you want anytime you want, Baby girl. After I’ve been inside you, you will sleep in here in this bed with me at night. I will hold you and torment you, and we won’t get much sleep.” He grins.

I bite my lip.

“The reason I stopped you is because if you touch my semen, it will make you lose your mind with need. Once you’ve touched it, you’ll understand, but I don’t want you to be blindsided. You may touch it anytime you want, Little one. You may also taste it. Lick your fingers or lick my cock directly. But it will drive your lust through the roof.”

“Okay.”

“Ask me more questions, Little one. Ask me anything.”

“Have you done this before?”

He kisses my fingers again and then lowers them back to his cock. “No, Little one. Never. Remember, we don’t have any Eleadian females. You’re the first female I’ve ever touched—if you don’t count all the girls on the dance floor at Club Zoom who tried to climb up me like a tree before I met you later that night.”

I stiffen. It’s silly, but I hate that other women touched him. He’s mine. How did I get so possessive?

He chuckles. “I see jealousy on your face, Little one. None of them had a chance to get this close to me. I was wearing a suit, remember? I’m all yours. I’ve only ever been yours.”

I smile and lower my gaze. “Will you show me how you make yourself come?”

“Mmm. Now?”

“Yes. I want to understand before you do it inside me.”

He rises onto his knees, dislodging my hands, and leans over the edge of the bed to grab something. It’s one of the soft towels he uses to dry me after he bathes me. He folds it in half and sets it on my stomach.

When he leans back on his heels, his cock is lower. I watch, mesmerized, as he wraps his palm around the length and eases it up and down. If it’s possible, his cock grows larger and harder.

I’m fascinated. I had no idea. I could have gone my entire life without knowing the things I’ve learned from Papi. He’s so patient with me. The white stuff leaks out of the tip and drips out onto the towel.

I lift my gaze and find Papi staring at my face.

“You’re so beautiful, Eden.”

“You are, too, Papi.” He’s the best-looking man I’ve ever seen.

His eyes roll back, so I shift my attention back to his cock. He’s gripping it harder now and moving his hand faster. I reach up and set my hand on top of his, wanting to participate. I want to feel his strength and warmth.

He sets his other hand over mine, sandwiching mine between the two of his as he keeps pumping.

I’m panting as I watch. I love how engrossed he is. It makes my heart race.

Suddenly his mouth falls open and he stiffens further, tipping his cock down toward the towel.

I hold my breath as a long spurt of white comes out of him. It happens again and again. I can feel pulses of his release waving through him much like mine do, and with every pulse, more of his semen shoots out the tip. It lands on the towel.

Most of it. The final stream of it misses a little and hits my breast.

Curious, I reach with my free hand to wipe it off with a finger and bring it to my mouth. He said touching and tasting it would drive me bonkers, but he didn’t say I couldn’t do it. I’m drawn to do so with a force that’s out of my control.

It’s salty with a hint of his essence. I hum as I swallow, but a moment later, I’m blinded by need.

I gasp and grab Papi by the biceps. My vision blurs.

Papi sweeps the towel out of the way and brings his mouth to mine. He holds my face while he kisses me. This kiss is nothing like the small pecks he’s given me since we arrived. It’s filled with passion and desire. He moans into my mouth, and I moan in return.

When he lowers his body down between my legs, his cock lines up with my pussy as if it’s meant to be there and knows what to do on its own. I can feel the tip at my entrance.

Papi grabs my hands, threads our fingers together, and holds mine down against the bed above my head. He’s breathing heavily. “Eden…”

I shudder at the tone of his voice. So reverent.

“Do you know how much you mean to me? How much this means to me?”

I nod because I do know. It means the world to me, too.

He kisses me again. We’re both panting when he releases my lips. “I’m going to thrust into you, Baby girl. All the way. As deep as I can. It will hurt. Your pussy is so tight. Your body will accept me, though. In a few minutes, the pain will ease. Pleasure will replace it.”

“How do you know?” I ask softly.

“Because every single Papi and Little girl has confirmed it. I promise.”

I swallow. Evidence is nice. It calms me.

“I could pierce you first. I could pierce your neck or even your pussy.”

“No. I want to feel all of it. I want it to be natural.”

“Okay.” Another kiss. “This bond we feel is going to increase tenfold. We’ll fuck all the time for a while.”

I smile. That sounds fun.

“Are you ready for this next step, Little one?”

I love that he gives me a choice. I don’t really have a choice. Not in anything. I’m drawn to him by a higher power. I’m drawn to submit to him. To obey him. To accept what he decides. I’m drawn to get my nipples pierced. And I’m drawn to have him inside my body. He’s like a drug I’ve never tried. I’m salivating for him.

“I want you, Papi.”

A second ticks by, and then he thrusts into me. It takes my breath away. The pressure is more than I could have imagined, followed by pain. It’s not unbearable. It’s more of a throbbing sensation.

I hold my breath, willing the ache to ease.

“Look at me, Baby girl. Eyes on mine.”

I blink, trying to suck in air, failing.

“Good girl. Take a breath. I know it’s tight. So fucking tight, Little one. You’re strangling my cock.”

I suck in a breath and let it out slowly. The pain is easing. The pressure is not, but I don’t want it to. I like it. I like how it feels for him to be inside me. It’s like we’re closer. I didn’t think we could get closer. After all, we’re always shirtless, and he holds me against him for hours every day, but we’re closer like this.

I craved it. I wanted more. I didn’t know what more looked like, but now I do. As I adjust, my breasts begin to tingle. They feel heavy. My nipples are hard. Every time Papi breathes, they rub against his chest.

“Fuck, you’re amazing. The most amazing Little girl on the planet. I’ll never get enough of you.”

I squirm. “Do it again, Papi.”

He smiles slowly and eases partway out of me before thrusting back in.

Oh, heavens… It feels so good. I thought his fingers felt good, and his mouth. But this…

Papi rocks his cock in deeper, rubbing the base against my clit.

My eyes roll back as an orgasm consumes me. It happens so fast. I didn’t know it was coming. Suddenly I’m milking his cock with every muscle inside me.

Papi groans. “Eden…” He eases in and out, causing my orgasm to keep pulsing through me, or maybe it turns into another orgasm and another. I’m not sure.

It’s so good. There are no words. My lips are parted, but I can’t control them to speak or kiss.

Papi grinds against me again. I scream as I come again. He grunts as he arches his entire chest up in the air and cries out. The sound is primal and loud. I’ve never heard a noise from him like that.

His body jerks, telling me that he’s reached his own orgasm. He’s right. I can’t specifically feel his semen filling me, but I do know when it happens because his body pulses with every release from his cock.

As his orgasm comes to an end, I gasp. Everything changes. I grip his fingers with mine. My heart races. I need more. I need him to move. I need to come again.

“Eden.” I can hear him faintly, but it’s like he’s calling from another room or outside. I can’t respond. I’m in a frenzy of desperation. I don’t know how many times I came, but I need to do so again.

I roll my head back and forth, bucking my hips against Papi. My pussy is throbbing as though I haven’t had a single orgasm and I’ve been denied.

Papi pulls out of me, leaps to his feet, and scoops me into his arms.

I fight him, pushing against his chest. “What are you doing? I need more.” My pussy aches for him. I reach down and cup myself. The lust is fierce, and I can’t keep from pushing my fingers into myself. Anything. I need the contact.

I’ve never touched myself like this, and Papi has forbidden it, but I can’t stop myself. I have no control. I’m uninhibited. I don’t even care that he’s watching me finger myself. I grind the heel of my palm against my clit and arch so far it’s a wonder he doesn’t drop me.

I hear water running. In the back of my mind, I remember him saying he would bathe me in the basin after we had sex. I don’t care what he does. I only care about feeling good over and over.

I add more fingers and thrust them in and out, spreading my legs even though I’m in his arms. I’m so wanton and uninhibited. I have no modesty. It’s all fled the house. I have a singular goal—reaching another orgasm. And then another.

Papi doesn’t stop me. He lets me finger myself while he lowers me into the water.

I’m panting, gasping, desperate for oxygen and orgasms.

When the water rises above my pussy, Papi wraps his fingers around my wrist and tugs. “Let me wash you out, Baby girl.”

I shake my head. “No, Papi. Can’t.”

He doesn’t force me. He lets me continue to rub my pussy, but his lips come to my ear. “You’re so fucking sexy like this. I could watch you masturbate all day, Baby girl, but you need to let Papi wash the semen off you.”

I whimper. The water is easing my mad drive for more pleasure. I blink several times, trying to focus on him.

He smiles at me. “Can I have your hand now, Little one.” He’s still giving a gentle tug.

I finally obey him, but a shudder wracks my body as I remove my hand.

Papi puts soap on his palm and washes my fingers before reaching between my legs and washing my pussy.

He lets the water out and turns the faucet back on. He takes the head from the nozzle and brings it between my legs. “Wider, Little one. Lift your feet over the edges of the basin. Open your pussy for me so I can get everything off you.”

I shudder as I obey him. I’m so exposed in this position. My brain cells are returning to my head. I’m trembling, but my lust is coming under control the longer Papi holds the nozzle against my pussy.

“Such a good girl. Deep breaths.”

I widen my eyes and start crying. I’m so happy.