Chapter 15
FIFTEEN
I wait for Daddy to answer, wanting to know what he is going to say.
“Adryn can be naughty at times, but so far she hasn’t been too bad,” Daddy replies. “But yours could be a lot different than mine. I’ve heard they are all different. Yamal was surprised that Adryn was different from Luna, the other girl.”
Do they not understand that no human being is the same? They are in for a rude awakening when they meet the other girls. I shudder at the thought.
Daddy runs his hands up and down my back and arms, warming me while simultaneously calming me. Chale looks around the room, and his eyes stop at the curtains.
“I thought you liked the windows open?” Chale asks. “You always have them open whenever I come over and in your office.”
My grip tightens around Daddy as my nerves skyrocket. Chale stands, and I suck in a breath, pushing my face into Daddy’s chest. Everything is going to be okay.
“My Little companion is deathly afraid of heights, so we keep the curtains closed,” Daddy explains.
I peek over at Chale to see his eyebrows raised. He’s stopped walking and looks genuinely shocked by the information.
“But she was on a space station,” Chale points out.
I don’t know how I survived on the space station when there were so many windows to look out of.
I would have rather been enclosed in a space with no windows, but nothing is ever in my favor.
Not that they could do anything once they realized I was afraid of heights.
The space station was already built, and they couldn’t just magically change how it was done.
They could have put something over them, but I never asked since I didn’t know if they had anything to use as curtains.
I also know several girls who would sit at the window and stare out of them.
I don’t know how they did that when it was a void. If anything happened, we would die by just going out into the black space.
“She was, and she didn’t look out the window.
Poor baby threw up when I tried to get her to look out.
” Daddy ran his hands through my hair. “I thought we could do some therapy and show her a little bit of the skyline with her in my arms so she could get used to it, but she was absolutely terrified. I couldn’t continue to do it once she threw up. ”
I shiver and bury myself even farther into Daddy, not liking that we are even talking about it. I don’t want to think about how high we are and how at any second we could plummet to the ground and die.
“Hey, Little companion. Take a deep breath for Daddy and slowly let it out.” Daddy cups my face as we make eye contact. “Good girl. I want you to take two more big breaths and slowly let them out. Good.”
My whole body sags against Daddy, all my energy taken out of me. Today has been absolutely exhausting.
“Is every human afraid of heights as much as she is?” Chale asks. “It might prove difficult if they are.”
“You can answer Chale,” Daddy gently says in my ear.
“No,” I mumble, feeling extremely weak in the moment. “Not all of them are.”
From what I heard, there were only two other people on our wing who didn’t like heights. I don’t know if they were as severe as I since I didn’t talk to them.
“Chale, can you grab a bottle from the fridge?” Daddy asks.
Before I can say anything, Daddy has me lying on his back, my head in the crook of his arm, my breasts on full display. Does Daddy not care that he is showing off what is his? But he doesn’t seem to be as Chale comes back into the room and hands Daddy the bottle.
When am I going to get real food? Am I ever?
The drink is amazing, but I miss chewing on things and feeling my stomach get full from real food, rather than just a drink.
Chale stands close to us as Daddy tips the bottle and pushes the nipple into my mouth. I immediately start to drink, trying to distract myself from Chale looking all over my body.
“Will you keep the hair on her?” Chale asks, pointing to my pussy.
I choke on the drink, and Daddy quickly pulls me up and pats my back. I continue to cough as the drink got caught in my windpipe.
“You’re okay. Just push a small breath out and you’ll feel better,” Daddy gently says.
My eyes are wide as panic sets in. He wants me to blow out the little air I have left in my lungs instead of taking one in?
“Do as Daddy says.” His voice is stern.
I gently push out the little air I have left, and before I know it, I’m taking a full breath of air in my lungs. I stare at Daddy in shock. How did he know that would work?
“You’re okay,” he coos at me before laying me down again and giving me the bottle.
I don’t open my mouth right away, not wanting to drink when they are going to be talking about me and my pussy.
“Drink,” Daddy commands. “You need the nutrients.”
I hold back the roll of my eyes and open my mouth, suckling on the nipple, drinking the delicious liquid.
“I haven’t fully decided whether I am or not. It gets in the way when I want to feast on her, but there must be a reason for it,” Daddy replies.
His hand trails down my stomach and straight toward my pussy, his finger dipping between my folds. My chest arches as pleasure courses through me. I suckle harder and close my eyes, trying to push the thought of Chale being right there as he watches Daddy pleasure me.
“She has this bundle of nerves right here that, if you press on and slowly move, it will bring her a lot of pleasure. I bet my Little companion could come with just me touching this part.” Daddy purrs close to the end.
“Your girl probably won’t know what it is or what pleasure feels like, but once she does, you need to keep a close eye on her or else she might bring herself pleasure whenever she likes. ”
“Her pleasure will be mine. Everything about her will be mine,” Chale responds, sounding possessive of his girl already.
Is it a prerequisite for Venkorians to be possessive of their property? But from the way Daddy sounds and the way Chale has spoken already, I’m going to assume they are already like that with the things they own.
I clench my jaw. Daddy owns me. In the very beginning, I got so mad at just the thought of it, but now… now it just irritates me some. Especially when he calls me his pet. I am no one’s pet, and yet I’ve let Daddy take care of me and treat me like his pet.
Is that all I am to him? Just a pet who he gives pleasure to sometimes, but nothing more.
I still at the thought. Do I want more? Yes, I do. I want him to touch me and stick his cock inside of me like he does with his tongue.
“Does your cock vibrate too?” I ask before I fully think through the question.
The whole room goes silent as Daddy and Chale stare at me.
Shit.
My eyes go wide, and I bury my head in his chest, trying to make myself disappear. If I can’t see them, it means they can’t see me, right? That’s how it has to work, or else they could see me right now, and no, I’m not going to think about it.
“Little companion,” Daddy gently says, rubbing his hand up and down my back.
I can hear the teasing in his voice as he says those words, and I push my face into his chest even more.
I’m not going to look out. Not when I’ve been so humiliated from asking that.
Why couldn’t I have just thought about it a little more?
I could have waited until Chale wasn’t here so I didn’t embarrass myself, but no, I just had to say it in front of him.
Do they think I’m dumb?
I push the thought to the back of my mind and take a shaky breath in. Maybe I can change the subject somehow so we don’t have to talk about it. But they know I asked the question, and there is no going back from that.
Chale chuckles, and I feel my face turning bright red. They think I’m stupid. His tongue vibrates, and it feels so good inside of me.
“We know what she was thinking.” Chale breaks the silence.
I grip onto Daddy’s shirt even tighter and pull my body closer to him. I can’t believe I asked that.
“Shh, you’re okay,” Daddy whispers. “Everything is going to be okay.”
For him, it is, but I am going to die from embarrassment. You don’t come back from something like this.
“Why did you ask that?” Daddy finally asks after several minutes.
I keep my mouth shut and my face in his chest, not wanting to talk about it. Especially not with Chale sitting across from us. Does Daddy want to humiliate me even more than I already have?
“There is nothing to be embarrassed about,” Daddy gently says. “Right, Chale?”
“Right,” he agrees. “I’m pretty sure we had those same thoughts all those years ago when we were learning about our bodies.”
Did they really, or are they just trying to make me feel better about the whole thing?
“Look at Daddy.” He pats my back. “Come on. Be a good girl and look at Daddy.”
But I don’t pull away. Does he really expect me to? We never talked about this on the space station. It was taboo to really speak about touching ourselves and anything to do with having sex. We did learn about it, but it was nothing more than that.
“Adryn.” His voice is firm. “I will give you three seconds to turn around yourself, or I will turn you around.”
I suck in a breath and stay still.
“One.”
I start to move my body on my own accord, knowing full well that Daddy will turn me around if he reaches three. He punished me earlier when he counted to three.
“Good girl,” Daddy purrs.
I don’t look anywhere but the floor in the apartment, not wanting to look at Chale and see his expression. Chale just chuckles, and I grip onto Daddy’s leg.
“Can you look at us?” Daddy asks.
I shake my head and keep it down. There is no way I am going to look at them. If we are going to have this conversation, I am not looking up.
“Let her stay this way. It will be easier, no doubt, for her to talk about everything if she doesn’t look at us,” Chale suggests.
“Next time, you will look at us,” Daddy gently squeezes my arm. “Now, can you tell me why you asked that?”
“I was thinking about your tongue inside of me and if you wanted more than that!” I let it all out.
“I know, I could smell your arousal,” Daddy replies.