“Do you know what else would make you feel more connected to me?”
“What?” Her eyes widen at her innocent curiosity.
“If we got your nipples pierced and if we had sex.”
Her lips part. “Both of those are scary.” Her voice is small.
“I know they are, and I will not rush you to do either. I’m just telling you that part of your stress stems from us not fully bonding. After we do, you’ll feel more connected to me at all times. We both will. You’ll sense where I am in the house. You’ll know I’m safe when I go into another room.”
She looks down at her chest. “Ekert said my nipples will tingle all the time after they’re pierced. I already feel like I spend most of my time thinking about what it will be like when you make love to me. I don’t think I could handle it if I was more consumed than I am now.”
Thank the heavens. At least she’s on the same page as me. I was starting to worry she didn’t care if we had sex. I know theoretically it can’t go on like this forever. The bond grows on its own. It will consume us more each day until neither of us is capable of ignoring the magnetic pull. But most mates do not go this long without consummating their union, so my concerns have been reasonable.
I slide my hand up to the back of her neck. “You are the most important person in my life, Janelle. You always will be until the end of time. I know you feel the same. You can’t avoid it. Some Little girls have arrived here feeling the opposite of you.They don’t want their Papis to touch them because they’re angry about being whisked off Earth without a choice.”
“That doesn’t make sense. They had a choice. They didn’t have to go to Club Zoom. I feel like the luckiest woman in the universe. I only went to the club to get warm, and I woke up in your arms. I got to leave that horrible planet that was mean to me. I’m so grateful.”
I smile. I’m glad she feels that way. “Well, for a lot of Little girls, it’s hard. Even though they signed the paperwork, they knew the odds of being chosen were slim. They never expected it could happen to them. They spend days and sometimes weeks fighting the pull toward their mate.”
“They can’t fight it forever, though,” she says softly.
“No, they can’t, and neither can you.”
My words hover in the air between us.
I can almost hear my girl thinking. I hadn’t really expected my plan to deny her an orgasm to work so quickly in my favor, but it seems like it’s done the trick.
Janelle lurches forward and throws her arms around me. “I’m sorry, Papi. I’m sorry I’ve been so naughty.”
I hold her closer, pressing her chest against mine. “You haven’t been naughty, Little one. You’ve been anxious. It’s not the same thing. I would never make light of your fears. I’ve been stressed, too, Baby girl, because I don’t like my mate to feel such emotional turmoil. I want you to be happy and smiling. I want to fix whatever makes you anxious and make it go away.”
She glances at my ereader on the cushion. “Your book is boring.”
I chuckle. “That was intentional.”
She giggles. Fuck I missed that sound. She twists her neck to look at her playpen. “I’ll be brave, Papi. Put me in the playpen. I’ll try to occupy my mind by exploring my toys so you can read about dirt.”
When I laugh, both of our bodies shake. My gaze lowers to Janelle’s breasts. I slide my hands around to cup her breasts.
She arches into my touch, her eyes rolling back.
I thumb her nipples. “Tomorrow we’re going to get these pierced.”
“Okay, Papi,” she whispers.
“Good girl. I promise it won’t hurt.”
“I know it won’t hurt. You’ll numb them. I’m not worried about that. I’m worried about my eyes rolling back into my head so that I can’t see anymore. Did you notice how Sophie nearly left her body when her Papi touched her titties?”
I laugh. “I did notice, Little one.”
“That’s scary.” Her eyes are wide.
“It’s part of life.”
“After we get them pierced, will you have sex with me?”
“Yes.”
