Sophie sighs and rolls her eyes before meeting my gaze again. “The piercings will make you hyper aware of your titties all the time, especially when your Papi plays with them, and most especially if he licks them because Papis are meanies who like to torment us all the time with their saliva.”
Both men chuckle.
Ekert squeezes Sophie tighter before he stands, grabs her around the hips, and lifts her into the air in front of him. He brings her high off the ground and wraps an arm under her diapered bottom, so high that her breasts are in front of his mouth.
To emphasize her point, Ekert wraps his mouth around one of Sophie’s nipples and laps it with his tongue until she’s squirming and moaning against him.
It’s so erotic, and I’m stunned that he’s so open about teasing her in public.
My heart is racing as I watch him switch to the other nipple. He completely ignores us as he teases her mercilessly.
It’s irrational, but I think even I can smell her arousal. She’s whimpering and thrashing in his arms.
When he finally squats back down, lowering her to settle her on his knee, she’s dazed and confused. Her eyes are glassy, and her nipples are hard, swollen points. She’s trembling with need—the same need I feel from watching them.
Sophie sighs as she sets her head on her Papi’s shoulder. “Meanie…” she mutters.
Ekert chuckles as he rises, settling her on his hip. “We’ll see you tomorrow then.”
Chapter Fourteen
Raevion
“What are you doing, Little one?” I ask the next morning as I enter Sara’s nursery. I’ve never been as happy as I am at this moment. My heart is bursting.
Sara’s been awake for about five minutes. Normally I would have gone to her the moment she awoke, but I saw her on the monitor and hesitated. She’s been kicking her legs and reaching with her arms for the bobbles I strung across the upper railings of her crib.
Ever since we got home yesterday, she’s been working hard every waking moment to get stronger. She’s shown incredible improvement even in that short time. A few times, she’s managed to grab on to one of the hanging rings for several seconds.
None of that is what made me hesitate and watch her for the past five minutes. I paused because she’s singing. Her range is very limited, and she’s being careful to keep her voice controlled. I’m sure she’s frustrated, but it’s better than yesterday, which gives me hope.
My girl is going to be very disappointed if she isn’t able to sing like she could before the trip. I will be just as sad because she has an angelic voice that brings me to my knees.
I’m certain if she had remained on Earth, she would have had a promising musical career. She just hadn’t been discovered by the right person yet. Eventually it would have happened for her.
Instead I found her. She has no idea yet how ironic that is or what her new life could look like. I haven’t told her for two reasons. One, I want her to regain her strength first. And two, I’m praying to the heavens that she regains her full singing voice.
She’s going to be frustrated when she finds out there is no way in the universe she will ever perform in front of live audiences like she had hoped for her life. That just isn’t something Little girls do on Eleadia. It’s out of the question. She doesn’t yet grasp that absolutely no female on this planet maintains a job outside the home. It’s not how we operate, and it never will be.
Our females are submissive. We coddle and protect them. We cherish them and treat them like spun gold. We do not let them out of our sight. They don’t drive or hold jobs. They don’t cook and clean.
However, Fate does not make mistakes, and I’m beyond certain She didn’t this time either. There’s a reason the manager of Club Zoom hired Sara to sing in the club that night. Perhaps Zack felt the pull of the higher power, too. A power that would have eventually put Sara in my path because she was always destined to be mine.
I’m fascinated by the fact that Sara went to the club many times begging Zack to let her sing. She even offered her talent for free. She wanted to be heard by hundreds of people in one place. It was a great opportunity for her. Zack turned her down time and again, finally relenting on a night after I had arrived. Fate.
I’m smiling as I slide into the room and quietly shuffle closer to my Little songbird.
When she spots me, she turns her head and smiles. “Did you hear me singing, Papi?”
“I did, Baby girl. You’re like an angel.”
She frowns. “I don’t have my full range back yet. Do you think I’ll get it?”
“I’m confident, Little one. It’s stronger than yesterday.”
She awkwardly lifts her arm and snags one of the rings spinning above her. “Look what I can do.”
I set my forearms on the side of the railing and watch her, grinning like I’m the luckiest man in the universe, because I am. “I saw you in the monitor, Baby girl.” I point toward the corner of the room, reminding her that I can always see her.
