Chapter 21
TWENTY-ONE
The moment I release Daddy’s cock, he tucks his hands under my arms and lifts me up his body.
I’m still licking his essence from the corners of my mouth as I wrap my arms and legs around him.
He kisses me. Deeply. Not a peck. A full melding of souls, with moans and passion. He also turns around, takes a few strides, and flattens me against the wall.
His hands come to my torso and slide up until he’s thumbing my breasts. When he breaks our lips apart, he presses his forehead to mine. “Fuck, Zoey. That was the hottest experience of my life.”
My face heats. Pride consumes me. I’m so glad I pleased him. I’m filled with love and contentment. Suddenly, all I want to do for the rest of my life is make this man happy. I want him to stare at me the way he is right now, hungry—no, famished—for me.
A giggle bubbles out of me. “Will you let me do that again sometime?” I lick my upper lip. “You taste so good.”
He chuckles. “Zoey, you may suck my cock anytime you want. I’ll never stop you.”
“What if you’re in an important meeting?” I taunt.
He shakes his head. “Won’t ever stop me from enjoying your naughty mouth. Climb between my legs under the desk and have at it, Little pet. If you get hungry for my come, drink from me. If you simply want to nuzzle against my cock and breathe in my scent, you can do that, too.”
I’m smiling broader than I ever have. I’m so pleased. I can’t wait to do just that—distract my Daddy while he’s working with my mouth on his cock.
He nuzzles my nose. “Such a naughty girl.” His thumbs reach farther until they cover my nipples, and he presses on them, flattening my breasts. It’s an odd sensation that sends a chill down my spine, but I think I like it.
Tipping my head back, I moan. I’m so far off the floor that I’d get injured if I fell, but I know Daddy won’t let that happen. He’s so strong that he slides me higher up the wall so he can capture one of my breasts in his mouth.
I grab his head and brace myself as he sucks, my arousal shooting back to its full, demanding, needy state. “Daddy…”
Daddy releases my nipple with a pop. “My Little pet needs to be filled with my cock.”
“Yes, please.”
“So polite,” he praises, lowering me until we’re eye to eye. He grips my bottom this time with both hands, and I hold on to his neck as he walks to the bed.
After depositing me in the middle, he climbs between my legs, kneeling tall over me. His erection is just as stiff as it was before I swallowed his semen. He wraps his palm around it, leisurely stroking from base to tip.
“Open your pussy for me, Little pet,” he orders in a gentle voice. “Show me that pink entrance.”
I’m shivering as I do what I’m told. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to disobey him again. I’m too full of love to do so. I might be embarrassed at times, but I won’t be able to blatantly defy him. It would hurt my heart.
“Such a good girl, showing Daddy what’s mine.” Still stroking his cock, he taps my clit with his other hand. “I bought you, Zoey. I own you. Do you understand that?”
More wetness leaks out of me as I shudder. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Who owns this pussy?”
“You do, Daddy.”
“Are you allowed to touch it without permission?”
“No, Sir.”
He releases his cock and lowers his palms to my sides, letting his heavy, thick shaft bob above me.
His gaze meets mine. “I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll forget your name.
I’m going to fully claim your body, and you will know when I’m done that you are mine.
My pet. My girl. After I’ve been inside you, you’ll feel our bond more deeply than you do already.
You’ll most likely be a horny Little pet more often than you are now.
That doesn’t mean you may touch yourself.
You may not. If you need your pussy rubbed, you ask Daddy to do it. ”
“Yes, Daddy,” I murmur. His intensity is stronger than ever.
“If I find you rocking your clit inside your diaper, I will strip you down and spank your pussy hard.”
“Yes, Sir.” The devious part of me is hoping that happens.
“Good girl.” Daddy lowers his body over mine, propping his elbows next to my ears. His erection lines up with my entrance on its own. “Give me your hands, Zoey.”
I lift my arms over my head to meet his, feeling grounded the moment he clasps both my hands in his. “Best purchase I’ve ever made.”
He keeps reminding me that he owns me. Maybe he’s testing me, but I don’t care. I’m so glad he bought me. I can’t imagine my life without this man in it, controlling me with his bossy ways.
“Legs around my hips, Little pet.”
I’m panting as I grip the small of his back with my heels.
Just as I begin to contemplate the magnitude of this moment, Yozef thrusts forward, entering me all at once.
I cry out as pain consumes me. I’m sure he’s torn me in two. My vision blurs.
Daddy nuzzles my nose. “Deep breaths, Little pet.”
I shake my head, unable to breathe. “Hurts, Daddy.” Tears run down my cheeks.
“I know, Little pet. It’s unavoidable, but you need to take some deep breaths. I promise it will subside in a minute, and then it will feel so good.”
That doesn’t seem possible, but he never lies to me, so I struggle to inhale and let it back out. I think the pain is lessening, but I don’t want him to move, not even to pull out. That seems like it will be much worse.
“Tell me when it’s bearable, Little pet,” he coos.
I’m enveloped in warmth and love. I think that’s what makes my pussy relax and accept him.
“Such a good girl.” He kisses my nose. “Are you ready to see heaven?”
I smile. “Yes, Daddy.”
He eases out so slowly, I think I might die. And when he thrusts back in, I’m filled even more, which makes me wince out of panic before I realize it doesn’t hurt. It feels good.
“Again, Daddy.”
He smiles more broadly as he obliges me.
“Ohhh…” Nerve endings I was only marginally aware of come to life. My entire body tingles. I feel…alive. More alive than I’ve ever been. As if I were in a state of semi-existence before this moment. Now, I’m fully awake.
A low moan leaves my lips as Daddy slides in and out. His erection is bigger than his tongue, but not so much that I’m unable to accommodate him. It would seem he didn’t actually tear me in half. Thank goodness he prepared me so much, stretching my tight channel with his wicked tongue.
“Come around Daddy’s cock,” he demands. “When your cunt milks me, it will cause me to empty my seed inside you.”
That’s all I need. His order. I bet he could command me to come any time of the day or night, even without touching me, and I would. I’m a trained pet.
My pussy clenches down tight, strangling his shaft as my orgasm consumes me. All the stars in the sky align. All the planets in the entire universe do, too.
I’m right where I was meant to be, as if it were predetermined from the beginning of time.
As my orgasm grips Daddy’s cock, he ejaculates deep against me. Filling me, both literally and figuratively. Completing me.
Daddy is panting, but he’s also grinning. He kisses me all over my face. “Like I said, best purchase ever.”
I smile, unable to argue his point. He’s right.
When he eventually eases out of me, I wince. He doesn’t miss my twinge of pain and kisses me on the lips. “Your body will heal quickly, Little pet.”
Instead of climbing off the bed, like I expect, Daddy crawls up my body. He’s still holding my hands as he leans over my face. “Clean off Daddy’s cock, Little pet. Lick our combined essence from me. Every last drop.”
My sore pussy pulses again at his demand, and I eagerly lick him from base to tip, humming around the flavor. I don’t even care that it’s mixed with my own or that there’s a slight pink tinge. His semen is now my favorite thing in the world.
It takes me a while, and Daddy has to lean on each side so I can fully cleanse him, but I manage.
“Such a good girl,” he praises as he rises and returns to kneeling between my legs. “Now, your cunt, Little pet. Use your fingers to gather my essence and bring it to your mouth.”
I shudder at this new, unexpected demand. Again, I’m shocked and embarrassed, but not displeased. I’m glad he’s not going to wipe away the evidence of our intercourse and throw it in the trash. It’s mine. I want to swallow every drop of it.
Daddy watches me intently as I gather his semen on my fingers over and over, sucking them clean each time, swallowing every drop as though he were the sweetest treat. And he is. It’s more of a salty treat, but a gift, nonetheless.
When I’m no longer able to taste him on my fingers, Daddy gives me a satisfied nod.
“Good girl.” He finally climbs off the bed, grabs a diaper, and slides it under me.
He doesn’t wipe off any remaining evidence of our union, which pleases me.
Instead, he folds the diaper around my hips and seals the remnants in.
“I’ll get you a bottle, Little pet. You need to feed and then rest.”
I let my eyes close, unable to stop smiling. My heart is still racing.
I’m owned by a giant alien, and I’m so very lucky.