His Little Ametrine (Eleadian Mates #9)

Chapter 4

Chapter Four

Sara

I need him to see the rest of me, too. I need a lot more than that. I need his mouth on me. I dated a guy once who sucked my tits, but I want more than that with Raevion. Papi. I want his mouth on my pussy.

He unbuttons my leather skirt, lowers the zipper, and then backs up farther to pull it over my hips and down my legs. Without looking, he tosses it aside and wastes no time removing my boots and socks before reaching for my panties.

Am I ready for this? My lips part. I can’t seem to get enough oxygen through my nose.

He moves slower, unwrapping me like I’m a gift. When he finally has my black lace panties off, he brings them to his face, presses them against his nose, and slowly inhales.

It’s so erotic and kinky I can’t breathe. He’s so open and bold about it. He takes his time, too, continuing to inhale my scent over and over until he finally lowers my panties to the bed next to him.

He drops his hands down at my sides again, straddling me on all fours. He’s panting. “You’re like a drug, Little one. I’ll never get enough of you. I need to taste you, every inch of you.”

It’s like he’s asking me permission, though I don’t get the impression he will be asking my permission for much of anything for the next few centuries. He exudes dominance. Underneath the barely contained control he’s trying to exercise is an extremely Dominant man who’s going to rock my world.

I’ve never been with a Dom before. Never even thought of it. I may be small, but I’m a powerhouse. I’ve never met a man who could possibly have dominated me. But this man can, and he will. And I’m going to embrace it.

“Please. I need your mouth on me.”

He gives me a small smile before lowering his lips to mine and kissing me slowly and chastely. Next, he trails kisses to my neck, across my shoulders, and lower to my breast. He stares at my nipple for a moment before blowing on it.

I arch my chest and moan at the unexpected sensation. My hands come to his biceps, so I can hold on for the ride.

The moment he flicks my nipple with his tongue, my eyes roll back. My legs are pressed together, but it’s not helping stave off my lust. I’m already so desperate for him that a knot has formed in my tummy. I need him inside me.

He said he wasn’t going to take his pants off. Fuck that.

I drop my hands to the front of his dress slacks and tackle the button, but he rises off my breast and gives me a stern look. “Barely holding on to control here, Little one. If I take my pants off, I will end up inside you.”

I release the button. “Why would you hold back? If it’s inevitable anyway, I want it now.”

He gives me a slow grin. “You’re sure?”

“Never been more certain of anything.” I can see the outline of his enormous erection inside his pants. It’s definitely huge. I find myself wanting to see it, touch it, taste it… I’ve given a few blowjobs before. None of them did anything for me. Every time, I felt like the guy was getting all the pleasure, and I was simply a vessel. I felt kind of dirty afterward.

Not with Papi. I want him in my mouth. Will he fit?

Papi scrutinizes me. He must decide I’m committed because he finally nods. “After I’m done licking every inch of you, Little one,” he declares before he resumes licking my nipples. Back and forth. Over and over.

When they are the hardest peaks they’ve ever been, he switches to sucking them. He’s good at this. A professional. How many damn women has he been with?

A sound escapes my mouth, and I bite my lip, but I’m too late. He notices and lifts his head. His brows are furrowed. “What’s wrong, Baby girl?”

I shake my head. “Nothing.”

Both of his brows lift toward the ceiling. “Guess what happens to naughty Little girls who tell lies.”

My body shudders violently. I hope his question is rhetorical, but after a few seconds of him staring at me, I realize he wants me to respond. “They get spanked?” I whisper.

“Hard,” he confirms. “And then they stand in the corner with their noses to the wall while they think about lying to their Papis again.”

I gasp. The thought of him spanking me makes me hornier than I could have ever imagined. Now I’m picturing myself standing naked in the corner of the room in a timeout. Like a child.

It hits me. Papi… That’s another word for Daddy. Raevion isn’t just any Dom. He’s a Daddy Dom. I’ve never considered age play before. Not for myself. I’ve known some women who enjoy doing scenes at a local club. Scenes where they pretend to be a naughty schoolgirl and end up over their Daddy’s knees getting their bottoms spanked.

I’ve read books about it. Sure, they made me squirm. But imagining pretending to be younger and actually doing so are two different things. Is this a kink he practices all the time? Maybe only when he’s having sex?

Could I be misreading him? “Are you a Daddy Dom?”

He nods. “I’ve heard that term. I suppose it’s about as accurate a description as humans could use to describe us.”

“Us? All of you?”

“Yes. All Eleadian men are Papis.” He draws in a slow deep breath, scenting me again.

“That’s not fair.”

His brows furrow again, but he smiles slightly. “What’s not fair, Little one?”

“You can smell me.”

He chuckles. “You’re like a drug. I’m addicted.”

“But I can’t smell you.”

“Sure you can. You’ll never have the same heightened ability I have, but your senses are already heightening. All of them.”

I draw in a breath. He’s right. I can smell sex in the air. His? Mine? Our combined need? I can feel his power all around me, too.

“Are you planning to Daddy me all the time, or is this a sexual kink for you?”

“It’s not a kink at all, Little one. It’s who I am. Your Papi. I will dominate you at all times. It will feel perfectly natural to you. You won’t even remember what it was like to have to make your own decisions or take care of yourself.”

His words are odd. I have so many questions.

“I would slow down and explain myself better if you weren’t so unbelievably aroused, Baby girl. Let me make you feel good. Then we’ll talk.”

I give him a nod because I can’t imagine this going any other way. The knot in my stomach is almost painful. I need to come. No one has ever made me come before. The only orgasms I’ve had were alone with my vibrator.

This man is going to make me come in seconds. It’s a given. I’m so close already, and he’s barely touched me.

Papi slides down my body, lifts one knee to nudge mine apart, and when I spread my legs, he settles between them.

I blush as he palms my inner thighs and drops onto his chest between my legs. His gaze is on my pussy, staring. He’s breathing heavily as he looks at me as if I’m the first woman he’s ever seen.

“Papi…” I grab his shoulders and grip them. I need his mouth on me.

He lowers his lips to my pussy and kisses gently before dragging his tongue through my slit and up over my clit.

I cry out. Holy fucking whackadoodle.

My eyes roll back. I can’t breathe. I’m shaking with need. “Please, Papi. Please make me come.”

He drops his mouth to me again, sucks my clit and lips all at the same time. When his tongue thrusts into my channel, I come. I come so hard I scream. My body convulses as the pulses of my release continue on and on.

He doesn’t stop. He keeps sucking and licking. His wicked tongue doesn’t let me come down from my high. Instead it builds again, higher.

He parts my folds wider with his thumbs, holding my body to the mattress. If he releases me, I will fly backward and hit my head against the headboard.

I need him to hold on to me so I don’t float away. I love the pressure, the fact that he’s forcing me to take what he’s offering. I love the way my clit feels swollen and tingly and how he teases it with his teeth and his tongue. He’s so talented. Do they teach classes on Eleadia about how to please a lover?

While he torments my clit, he releases one of my thighs to push a finger into my channel.

I buck and moan, needing more. Oh, God. This is happening. This man is about to turn my world upside down. Or maybe he already has.

A primal growl fills the room. It’s him. Papi. He’s claiming me. I can smell his need mixed with mine. Can’t I?

When Papi curls his finger up to stroke along the top of my channel, I cry out again. Holy shit. I’ve heard of a G-spot, but I’ve never thought it was a real thing. It certainly is because Papi has found it.

I buck and writhe, but he’s too strong for me.

“Don’t fight it, Little one. I want to feel your release around my fingers.” Suddenly, his finger slides out, and I whimper at the loss. I was so close, now I’m frustrated.

“Shh…darling Little girl. Papi’s got you.” He holds me down with one hand on my thigh while he drags his finger through my wetness. His eyes are on mine. “Let Papi make you feel good, Baby girl.”

He is making me feel good. So good. Or he was until he removed his finger. Now I’m close to begging.

Suddenly, his wet finger is at my rectum, pressing against the tight ring of muscles there.

I gasp and stiffen. “Papi…”

“Shhh… No part of you will be off limits to Papi, Sara. Let me inside your bottom.” He rubs that ring of muscles. It’s unnerving. No one has ever touched me there. I’m scared. But it feels so good, and I’m certain I can’t hide that fact from him.

“That’s right, Little one. Let me in. Let it feel good.”

I try to relax my clenched rosebud. It’s not natural. I’m uncertain. What if he’s wrong, and I hate it? He’s not showing signs of relenting on this issue, though, so I decide not to fight him.

Papi eases his finger into my anus, slowly, deeper and deeper, while he holds my gaze. He smiles. “There’s my good girl.”

I nearly explode at the praise. I want him to look at me like that for the rest of my life. I want him to call me his good girl. I want to please him.

His thumb finds my pussy and presses in so that both of my holes are filled now, and I’m a ball of need, writhing futilely against his control. “Papi,” I cry out. “I’m going to come.”

“That’s it, Little one. Come for Papi. Show me again how pretty you are when you orgasm.” He thrusts his finger and thumb at the same time, in and out, over and over, driving my need higher until I can’t hold back another second.

I scream as I come yet again, my voice echoing in the apartment, reverberating off the walls. It seems like my ears are ringing as I convulse around him.

Papi continues to hold me down, his finger in my ass, his thumb in my pussy, and his palm pressing against my clit. His hand is so huge that his thumb is probably the size of a few of the cocks I’ve had inside me.

I’m still panting minutes later as he eases out of my holes. “Your pants are still on,” I whisper.

He rises up, chuckling, and kneels beside me, staring down at me as he lowers the zipper and shrugs out of his slacks and underwear. While he uses his underwear to wipe my juices from his fingers, I stare at his cock, not breathing.

“Papi…” I shudder.

He wraps his palm around his shaft, easing it up and down. “Your body will take me, Little one. I promise. But you’re under no obligation to do so right now. We can wait until we get home if you’d like.”

I lift my gaze to his. My legs are still spread wide. I’m sated and nervous at the same time. My pussy pulses for him, still craving more. He’s turned me into a sex addict. “Home…”

“To Eleadia. To my house.”

“How long does that take?”

“Six months.”

I gasp.

“You’ll be in stasis the entire time. Your body can’t handle the trip like mine can. You’ll go to sleep in a few hours and wake up on my planet.”

I swallow. It’s happening so fast. I can’t think. Plus I’m still trembling with need. I don’t want to wait six months to have him inside me. I want it now. “Please, Papi. I need you.” I reach for him.

He releases his cock and drops onto his hands and knees again, his erection bobbing between us. It’s enormous like the rest of him. Seriously? Is he certain this is going to work?

I look him in the eyes. “How many human women have you fucked?” I wonder if he realizes it’s going to be tight.

His eyes widen. “None, Sara. Not human or Eleadian. I’ve never touched a female until you.”

The breath leaves my lungs. Is he serious?

He chuckles. “We don’t have any women on Eleadia, Baby girl. That’s why we come to your planet to find a mate.”

“None? No women?”

“Only the ones who have returned with their mates from Earth. There was a disturbance in our airfield over a hundred years ago. Something shifted. Only the males who were in their early twenties or younger survived. The rest of our people aged and died off, including all of the women and girls.”

I draw in a breath, fighting tears. “That’s so sad.”

He nods. “Yes, but now we’ve found this compatibility, and it changes everything. We travel six months each way to find a mate. When we do, our instinct is to protect her at all costs. That’s why you’re feeling such intense dominance from me.”

His cock is bobbing, and I’m panting.

“My instinct, now that I’ve found you, is to keep you safe and make sure nothing ever happens to you. I didn’t fully understand it until I saw you. Now it’s clear. You’re mine, and I will hover and smother you for eternity. Already I’m shaking with worry that something could happen to you if I turn my back even for a moment.”

I feel the intensity of his words and reach for his biceps. “Nothing will happen to me, Papi,” I whisper.

“Eleadian males are more dominant than you can begin to imagine, and this is why. It’s because the connection we feel to our mate is so intense. You haven’t even begun to understand how deep it will feel over time.”

I suck in a breath. Is he serious? I’ve never felt anything this intense. I understand perfectly.

He smiles. “You’ll see.”

I glance down at his cock and lower my hands to wrap around his enormous erection. “How do you know so much about sex then?” I guess I can shed my jealousy now. Sheesh.

“Videos. Books. Every kind of educational material we can get our hands on. We arrive here prepared to please our mates.”

I chuckle, a deep sound that surprises me. “I’d say your educational material is pretty spot on then.” I stroke my fingers up and down his shaft, loving the way his jaw clenches. “So, I’m the first woman to touch your cock?”

“Yes, Baby girl,” he breathes out.

“And I’ll be the first to suck it, too?” I tease.