She arches her chest off the bed as she obeys me. This is the only time I will open this sweet package, so I savor every moment. I kind of like the way I’ve slowly revealed every inch of my Little girl. It’s not something we do on Eleadia, and I’m seeing the appeal. Human males are onto something here. They get to unwrap their prize over and over again.

The problem with human males is that they don’t appreciate their prize the way my people do. They aren’t capable of it. They don’t have the fated attachment that makes their mates irresistible and their matings permanent.

I feel sorry for humans. They never in their lives feel the way I feel right now. Ava feels the same because I’ve pricked her skin and because she’s meant to be mine. She felt this draw even before I touched her.

As I whisk the dress away, her hair fans out around her. I can smell her desperation, but it’s tinged with hesitation. She’s holding on to a thread of uncertainty. Or perhaps it’s defiance.

She lowers her hands to her breasts, shuddering as she covers them. Her eyes are wide and glassy. She’s breathing heavily as she protests. “Oh, God. What are you doing to me?”

I gently circle her wrists with my fingers and draw her arms up beside her head on either side, exposing her fantastic breasts to my view. It’s a view I’ll see most of the time for the rest of my life. I can’t wait to adorn her dusky nipples with gemstones. They will be stunning.

“Ganrax…”

I lower my lips to hers, kiss her gently, and then whisper, “Papi.”

She shudders adorably.

I nibble a path to her neck and around to her ear, the opposite ear from the one I kissed earlier. I can feel her pulse, and I lick the spot that calls to me. If I nick her right here, the effect of my serum will be even faster. She’ll be writhing in seconds.

Is it fair? It doesn’t matter. It’s the way of my people. If I have to use my quill to help my Little girl see reason, I will.

After another swipe of my tongue along her pulse point, I quickly pierce her skin.

She cries out before sucking in a deep breath and holding it. Her body bucks off the bed. I have to hold her wrists firmly to keep her from flying off the mattress.

Her knees are pulled together and drawn up. They’re in my way. I gently bite her earlobe before whispering, “Spread your legs for me, Baby girl. Open yourself for Papi.”

My cock stiffens further when she obeys me. She’s making the most delightful noises, and I’m aware she needs relief. I’m going to give it to her. Always. Millions of times. Starting now.

I lower my lips to her breasts and suck one of her precious buds into my mouth. As I flick my tongue over the captured nipple, she writhes and moans. When I switch to the other one, she arches it up, offering it to me.

I blow on it, making her whimper. I want her to recognize her submission and accept it. It’s going to be challenging, but I will gradually coax it out of her, starting with demanding every ounce of her submission when she’s most vulnerable and needy.

“Do you want Papi to suck this needy little titty, Baby girl?”

Her moan is deeper, and she arches her chest higher. “Please…”

“Please suck my greedy little titty, Papi.” I know from previous males who have come to Earth and returned with their mates that certain language is triggering to their human females. One of those words is titty. It’s not just another word for nipple. It has connotations that draw out a female’s Little girl.

“Oh, God…” She squirms, trying to pull her legs together, but I’m leaning between them now. She can’t close them. Her knees grip my hips, but that’s as far as she can move.

I flick my tongue over the distended bud and blow on it again, beyond grateful for every ounce of education I’ve had about human females and the fact that I did not skim any section of information.

My Little girl’s pussy is soaked, and the strong scent of her arousal is salivating. I want my mouth on her pussy. I want to suck her essence into me. I want to taste her, eat her until she can’t focus on anything but my mouth. I want to do so until I’ve wrung several orgasms out of her and she’s unable to move a muscle.

“I know you need my mouth on your titty, Ava. It felt so good when I did the first one. The other one is desperate to experience the same thing.” I flick it again.

She cries out in frustration. “Please… Oh. God. Please…”

“Please suck my naughty little titty, Papi.” I alter my words just a bit. The longer she holds out, asserting her will, the more I will increase her embarrassment. I think this is harder on me than her. I blow a long breath against her nipple. “Such a stubborn Little girl. The words are right on the tip of your tongue. All you have to do is tell Papi what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”

“Papi…”

We’re making headway. “Mmm?”

She squirms harder, not fully grasping that she’ll never be able to wiggle free from me. Not if I don’t want her to. “Papi…” She licks her lips. Her next words are barely audible, but she says them. “Please suck my naughty little titty, Papi.”

The shudder that follows those words is even better. She’s affected by her submission. I don’t make her wait. I lower my mouth and suck her nipple in hard. Her heart is racing as I graze my teeth over the swollen bud, and I don’t waste the opportunity to prick her skin, letting my quill pierce right at the base of her precious nipple.

It’s quick and over so fast she might not fully realize I’ve punctured her again. It’s enough to cause a feral moan of pleasure to escape her lips.

For a moment, I think maybe she reached orgasm, but then I realize she has not. The scent of her need is still heavy in the air, and I’ve watched a hundred videos to know what a female looks like when they come. She’s not there yet, but she will be soon.

Releasing her sweet bud, I continue down her flat stomach until I reach the apex of her pussy. I know her clitoris is here, nestled under the pretty hood I can see.

I need two more arms, though, because she’s writhing violently in an effort to escape my attention. If I hadn’t read about this odd human characteristic, I wouldn’t have been prepared for her to work so hard to get away from the inevitable. Videos were even more telling. It seems the majority of human females like what they refer to as “the chase.” They like a little force and some bondage. Some of them need it in order to orgasm.

I can’t be sure what Ava will need or crave in the future, but for this moment, she’s making it clear that she needs a bit of force. I lift my head to study her for a second. It’s mesmerizing, watching her try to squirm free of the very thing she so desperately craves.

She’s not going to be able to keep her legs parted for me, so I drag her wrists down, and double up, pushing her knees open with the same hands, pinning her wrists against her inner thighs.

Her chest lifts off the mattress again. She’s pinned, spread open, and restrained. And so unbelievably needy.

I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve pricked her three times. But she smells so good. She’s like a feast spread out before me, and my need to taste her is growing. Her need to be tasted is even stronger.

“Please, Papi…”

I nuzzle my nose along her folds. She’s completely shaved. My education informed me she could have been shaved or not. Human females are all different on their grooming preferences. Apparently Ava likes to keep her mound bare. That’s good. It will always be bare from now on.

Her skin is so soft. I want to savor this moment, and I keep inhaling deeply, drawing more of her essence into me. She’s a drug, and I’m already addicted. I lift my face a few inches so I can look at my Little girl’s pussy. Soon I will be so very intimate with every inch of her inside and out, but I want my first real look.

“Papi… You’re teasing me. I need your mouth on me.”

I smile. I like that she can ask for what she wants. I focus on the top part of her pussy where I know her most sensitive tiny nub is hidden under the little fold of flesh called the hood. Below that are her labia, soft folds that cover her vagina, the location where I will eventually insert my cock.

I’m aware it will be tight. No matter how many human men she’s been with, none of them would have been as endowed as me. But this is not a consideration for tonight. Right now, I just need my Little girl to come apart while I watch and taste.

I drag my tongue between her labia, gathering up her sweet arousal and flicking over her clit.

She cries out. The sound of her enjoyment reaches into my soul. My only experience with females is from videos and books and the poor excuse for an imitation of the female pussy we have on Eleadia to slake our needs without the warmth of a real body.

“Papi,” she screams.

I suck her tiny pleasure nub into my mouth and torment it with my tongue.

Her entire body stiffens for several seconds before she moans so loud it surprises me. Her pussy pulses against my mouth. I’m swallowing her first orgasm. Well, probably not her first, but the first for me.

While she’s still writhing and panting, I lower my focus to her cunt, driving my tongue into the tight channel, forcing her to accept more. I’m nowhere near done sampling her.