“That’s a good girl,” she praises as she slides the cock into between my lips to hit some magical spot inside me that makes my eyes cross with pleasure.
“Mommy, please,” I gasp out, arching up as much as I’m able. “Please, please, I need… I need…”
I need to fucking come. But the words themselves are too humiliating to admit out loud, so I settle for more whining as she slowly fucks me with the vibrating cock.
“Mommy knows just what you need, baby. Doctor D, she’s already had one of Mommy’s cocks in her bottom, so she should have no problem taking a second finger if you’d like.”
Burning pain as he stretches me even further, but the pain only makes me needier, only makes me whine louder, more sharply as she drives me toward my peak.
“There we go, my precious little imp. Are you going to show Doctor D how pretty you are when you come like this? With your pretty cunt and your cute bottom stuffed so full?”
Words are beyond me now, so I jerk my head up down, praying it’s enough for her to give me what I need.
And itisa need. We passed ‘want’ the moment she put those clamps on me. Now it’s need, desperate and clawing andachingas she fucks me harder, faster with the vibrator.
“That’s Mommy’s good little girl,” she croons. “Come for me, baby. Show Doctor D what a good girl you are.”
Her words shatter something inside me, and the next thing I know I’m screaming for her as I thrash against the table, my body on fire and my blood molten with pleasure. It fills every inch of me, my toes curling with it as she uses the fake cock to draw out every last ounce of my sobbing, shuddering orgasm.
“Beautiful,” she murmurs, switching the vibrator off and pressing another soft kiss to my lips. “Beautiful. And so fucking perfect.”
My mouth curves up in a trembling smile. And for the first time in my life, I actuallyfeelbeautiful and perfect.
Because of her.
Chapter Twelve
Catharina
Seated in one of the oversized armchairs in the cafe, I cradle my Little one in my arms as she sleeps off the excitement of her visit to Doctor D, as well as the heavy lunch we indulged in afterward.
The bell above the door rings and I look over, smiling at the sight of Evander Hawthorne, crime boss extraordinaire, stepping into the cafe with a wide grin stretched across his scarred face, his Little girl talking animatedly beside him. Natalie’s hands fly around her, telling the story as much as her words do. She’s such a bright little thing, and Evander adores her more than I thought possible for a man like him.
Glancing over, his gaze latches onto me, then the sleeping bundle in my arms, and his grin deepens. He ducks his head to say something, and then Natalie is whipping around, her eyes bright with excitement.
“Auntie Cat, Auntie Cat!”
Delighted as I am by her, I don’t want to wake Alexis just yet, so I lift a finger to my lips as Natalie rushes up to us. “Shh, sweetheart. My Little one is sleeping.”
Eyes wide, Natalie stares down at the sleeping bundle curled up on my lap. “Oh, Auntie Cat, she’sbeautiful. We are going to be the best of friends!”
My heart constricts at her statement. I do my best not to play favorites with my nieces, but there’s no doubting I have a soft spot for Natalie. She’s had the hardest time of all the Littles adjusting to life here on the island, finding her place in our family, and I know how hard she’s worked to gain our trust over the past months.
And because I know all this, I believe her when she says she and my Alexis will be the best of friends. Because Natalie knows what it’s like to feel outside the family, and she would never want to make anyone else feel that way. Even when the other girls were cold to Camilla when she first became Donovan’s Little girl, Natalie was the one to step in and accept her as one of their own.
It’s a feeling I know all too well, and probably one of the main reasons I feel such a kinship with sweet little Natalie.
“Thank you, sweetheart. Did you come to get lunch with your Daddy?”
“Uh-huh.” Natalie bobs her head, then pauses to pull a face. “I have to go see the vampire today, so Daddy is making it up to me with brownies.”
“Doctor D,” Evander supplies with a chuckle. “She calls him the vampire whenever she has to get blood drawn.”
Clever little girl. “Fitting. Alexis and I are headed over to the Cozy Cradle after this, but we’ll be making a trip to the toy store after that if you would like to join us.”
Turning to her Daddy, Natalie clasps her hands together and stares up at him with an expression of such exaggerated pleading it’s all I can do not to burst into laughter. “Oh, Daddy, can weplease? I haven’t been to the toy store in ages!”
“We just bought you that fancy car for your dolls two days ago, kitten.”
