Papi reaches for my arm and guides it away before he lifts my chin. Right in front of Ekert and Sophie, he says, “What was my first rule, Baby girl?”
My face heats to the point I might catch on fire.
He lifts a brow, waiting for me to respond.
I lick my lips. “No playing with my titties,” I murmur.
He kisses me. “Was the clamp not enough of a reminder? Do you want me to swat them before Ekert pierces them?”
I shake my head. “No, Sir.”
“Then keep your fingers away. That goes for after they’re pierced, too. No touching.”
I glance at Sophie.
Her cheeks are red, too, and her Papi is holding her arms at her sides as if it’s hard for her to keep them away from her titties also. She bites her lower lip and releases it. “It’s weird for a long time. Being exposed and then having the heavy stones hanging from your titties. But it gets easier. Eventually… Sort of.”
I can’t help but smile. “That doesn’t sound convincing.”
She shrugs. “They’re a constant reminder that you are loved. It can be maddening at times.”
“Will it hurt?” I ask.
Papi chuckles. “Ava, you’re not going to feel a thing. I’m going to numb your little nipples, and besides, even if Ekert pierced them without my serum, the pain would be fleeting and not come even close to the pain you experienced from that clamp.”
“I don’t think I want to know about this wicked clamp you’re speaking of,” Sophie declares. “Can we show them the stones, Papi?” she asks, tugging on Ekert’s hand, undoubtedly hoping to keep him from asking about the clamp.
I don’t blame her.
We step into another room, off the entrance, that looks a lot like every jewelry store on Earth with display cases around the room. Sophie bounces over to a tray that already has something in it.
When Papi leans over the display, I gasp and stare in disbelief before turning my gaze to his.
“What do you think, Baby girl? Remember we can change them if you don’t like them.”
I look at them again. “They’re the prettiest things I’ve ever seen in my life. What is the stone?”
“Morganite,” Sophie declares, bouncing again on her bare feet. “I help Papi choose stones because I have an eye for it,” she announces proudly.
I wrap my good arm around Papi and hug his neck tightly. “I love them so much.” They are also huge, and I know they will hang heavy on my nipples, making me constantly aware of them. Somehow I didn’t realize how large the stones were going to be.
Papi rubs my back. “You’re sure?”
“Positive.”
“Let’s get started then,” Ekert declares. He leads us into another room where he lifts Sophie off the floor and sets her on a stool next to a very clinical chair that reminds me of the kind in a dentist office. “Hold on to the sides, Little one,” Ekert instructs.
Papi sets me on the chair.
Ekert proceeds to lean it back before strapping me down with my hands at my waist, carefully maneuvering around the cast.
I’m breathing heavily, filled with nerves, but Sophie rubs my shoulder. “You won’t feel a thing. I promise.”
I already feel a lot because my nipples are raw and angry from the clamp. I’m choosing to increase that pain with these piercings. Since when am I a masochist? Apparently I’m learning new things about myself every day.
Papi leans over my chest, kisses my swollen bud, and then licks it before piercing it.
I moan as I arch my chest. I haven’t felt that rush of excitement since the night we met. I forgot how powerful it is. This time instead of injecting me with some kind of aphrodisiac, he has numbed my titty. The prick itself was the same, though, a sharp bite into one of the most sensitive parts of my body.
I squeeze my eyes closed while Papi grips my breast firmly in one hand, holding it steady. When I hear a strange pop, I flinch.
Sophie rubs my bicep. “See? That’s it. The first one is done.”
I consider lifting my head to look but decide to wait until the second one is pierced. I don’t have to wait long because Papi does his thing without hesitation, and before I can take more than a few breaths, I hear the second pop from the piercing gun.
I’m panting from the adrenaline rush. The anticipation was much worse than the actual piercing. I still don’t move or look while I listen to Ekert give Papi instructions about keeping my titties numb for the next few days because there’s no reason for me to be in pain. They will heal quickly.
Sophie gives me a squeeze. “You did great.”
I nod, trying to be polite, as Ekert lifts her up and carries her from the room, shutting the door quietly behind them.
Papi leans over me. He’s smiling. “I’m so proud of you, Baby girl.”
I lick my lips. “How do they look?”
“The most stunning nipples I’ve ever seen.” He unfastens me from the restraints and helps me sit upright.
When I finally look down, my breath catches in my lungs. Of all the things I’ve gradually accepted and integrated into my life, this is by far the most bizarre.
