Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
I hold her firmer as Nanish lifts his palm and swats her bottom.
She squirms, though her attempts to dislodge herself are futile. I keep her secured more than I normally would because I don’t want to risk her accidentally injuring herself further from all her wiggling.
The next swat to her smooth skin leaves a red mark. My cock is hard and pressing against her hip. I can’t stop my body’s reaction to her, and I won’t. There’s no reason to hide my erection. She will know what she does to me. To both of us. The evidence will always bulge in front of us.
The odd unexpected three-way connection settles firmly around us like a warm blanket. Perhaps it should be more jarring than it is. But it’s so natural. I feel nothing for Nanish. The sexual bond doesn’t extend to him. It’s something we both channel toward Margaret. It’s not awkward or disconcerting. It’s just how things will be between us.
There is no room for jealousy. It’s not necessary. The two of us will dote on this Little girl seamlessly every day of our lives. We will worship her equally and share the love she’s projecting. It’s not as though we each only get half of her attention. We both get all of her. She has enough love to give us both.
Margaret’s whimpers turn to moans as Nanish peppers her bottom until it’s hot and pink. She stops fighting against us after a while, her scent of her arousal filling the room.
When Nanish finishes, I hitch her thigh a bit higher, parting her legs, exposing her pussy. I nod toward the juncture of her thighs.
Nanish does not mistake my meaning. He immediately reaches his hand between her legs.
Margaret’s body arches as she cries out.
“She’s soaked,” Nanish murmurs reverently. “Our girl likes having her bottom spanked.”
“No…” she complains futilely. There’s no denying what her body tells us. She’ll never be able to hide her need or lie about it. The evidence fills the room. The potency of her scent makes it difficult to remind my cock that it must stay in my pants.
It only takes seconds for her to come, the deep rumble of her release musical as her body jerks.
Chapter Nine
Nanish
As Bamgin gently rolls our girl until she’s once again cradled in his arms, I can’t help but stare at her in awe. I’m so humbled. She’s my world. She’s his world, too. We will work in unison to make sure she knows she is loved for the rest of our days.
Her pussy is wet and still pulsing from the aftereffects of her orgasm. There is nothing sexier in the universe. My dick is harder than I’ve ever experienced.
The artificial means we use to relieve ourselves on Eleadia are satisfying but not nearly as fulfilling as we will experience now that we have a warm body to share our lovemaking with.
Bamgin strokes her hair from her face. “Such a good girl,” he repeats. We can never tell her that enough. “Let your Papis take care of you, Little one.”
She licks her lips. “What’s a Papi?”
He smiles. “It’s what Little girls call their mates on our planet. It’s an endearment.”
I reach for the bottle and return it to her lips. “You need to finish the formula, Little one. Then we’ll let you rest while we wait for Riand to pick us up in the pod.”
She sighs as she parts her lips, the drama of it not lost on me. I want to chuckle, but I refrain. As she resumes suckling, Bamgin takes the bottle from me, nodding toward the nightstand.
I know what he’s communicating, and I ease out from under our girl to circle the bed and open the drawer. As expected, I find a pacifier. The moment the bottle is empty, Bamgin removes it, and I replace it with another nipple.
Margaret frowns and once again lifts her hand, managing to grab on to the soothing device before we can stop her.
Bamgin is quick, though. He slips a finger up to hold the pacifier in her mouth while I draw her arm away and kiss her fingers. “The pacifier will help you self-soothe, Baby girl. You need to rest now. Suckle the nipple. I promise it will calm you.”
I’m slightly impressed when she gives up the fight and sucks for us. Her body relaxes, and her eyes droop. When a human female finds out she’s fated to one of us, the next several hours are very stressful. She’s exhausted from being bombarded by so many new experiences. We’ve also pieced her skin several times. The formula is filling her belly and helping lull her to sleep.
As her breathing evens out, Bamgin eases out from under her.
I help turn her sideways on the bed. She whimpers as I lift her torso a few inches so Bamgin can slide a diaper under her, and her eyes open when I part her legs and pull the front of the soft sumach material between them. We’ll need to remove her pubic hair and coat her pussy with diaper cream, but that can wait until she wets herself the first time.