THIRTEEN
I stare at the white wall as I lie in Daddy’s bed. I don’t know how long it’s been since he left, but it feels like a week. A very long week. But I know it hasn’t even been half a day. Daddy would never let me skip that many meals.
“Leah.” Daddy’s gentle voice fills the room.
Tears pool in my eyes as he calls me by my first name, not the nickname I have come to hate so much.
Do I really hate it?
I push that thought to the back of my mind. I can’t think about that. But I can’t help the other thoughts and questions creeping in. He called me by my first name. Does that mean he doesn’t want me any longer?
“It’s time for you to eat again. I let you skip your earlier bottle, but I can’t let you miss any more. I don’t want you to lose the weight that we’ve worked so hard to put on,” Daddy says as he walks in and fills my vision.
I blink several times as I look up at him. His figure is blurry with all the tears in my eyes, but I don’t blink them away. I don’t want to see the real thing and make myself cry even more.
“You don’t have to talk. Just let me hold you while you drink so you don’t choke, and then I’ll leave you alone.” He sounds so sad.
I stay still as he puts the bottle on the nightstand and gets comfortable on the bed. He moves me carefully while keeping the blanket around me. I clench my jaw as I subconsciously tilt my head toward his body, wanting to be as close to him as possible.
“Open your mouth and start drinking,” Daddy says.
I close my eyes and open my mouth. If I look at Daddy, there is no going back. I’m a goner whenever he looks at me tenderly. Will I get over this when he sends me back to the space station?
“I’m sorry, Little pet,” he whispers. “I didn’t want to have to do that to you, but I was so worried that you were going to hurt yourself. I wanted to stop you from doing that. I should have tried harder to help you calm down, but I was worried that if I tried to touch you to do that, you would thrash around and hit your hand, feet, or head on the walls or furniture and get hurt really badly.”
Daddy’s right, though. I would have done that if he had tried to touch me at that moment. I would have tried to get out of his reach, just like I did when he held me and Yamal stuck me with the needle.
“I’m going to try and win your forgiveness. I don’t care if it takes the rest of our lives; I will show you how sorry I am. I will grovel as much as you want me to,” Daddy goes on. “But I’m not going to leave you because I don’t think you want to be alone. I think you want to be next to me, but don’t want to say anything.”
I stop suckling for a second and take a deep breath, my heart aching. How is he spot on with everything he is saying?
“Don’t stop eating,” Daddy shakes the bottle, and I crack my eyes to look up at him.
Daddy is gazing at me sadly, and I can’t help but look a little more. Daddy seems so sad, and it tugs on my heartstrings even more. I didn’t think he would be upset to be away from me.
“I’m going to take care of you for the rest of our lives. I know it is something that you aren’t used to, but it’s normal on Venkoria now. We want to look after you every single day. I love holding you in my arms and giving you a bottle. It fills my heart with so much warmth that I’ve never felt before,” Daddy explains as he meets my gaze.
I quickly close my eyes and take another deep breath before I start suckling once again. Looking into his eyes was making it way too real for me.
“I want to be able to spend the rest of my life with you, giving you all the happy moments, spanking you when you’ve been naughty, and giving you pleasure when you’ve been good.” Daddy’s voice gets husky, and I turn bright red. “I want to be there for you when you are sad so I can hold you and let you cry it out. I want to cheer you up when you are angry.”
I’ve never had someone do that for me. Yet someone who has only known me for two weeks wants that with me. They want everything for me.
“I want you to be you. I love it when you look at me after you finish a bottle, so relaxed, and nuzzle into my body. I love it when you wake up and can’t see clearly, but always find me whenever I’m talking to you.” His voice is so soft.
And now he’s being even more sweet to me. How can I not want that? He is everything that I’ve longed for. All of the girls on the space station would talk about what we wanted in a partner if we were ever able to have one, and Daddy is exactly what I wanted. Granted, I never thought I would actually have a man in my life since we were on a space station full of women.
Now that I have it, I’m hesitant to accept it. What if he finds out that I’m not what he wants and sends me back to the spacestation? I don’t want to get so used to everything only for it to be taken away.
“But I’m going to be patient with you because I know you are mad at me for what happened, and I take full responsibility,” Daddy says. “I want you to be able to trust me when you feel like it’s the right time. If that happens to be a year from now, I will work every single day to gain it back.”
Tears pool in my eyes once again, and this time I’m not successful at keeping them in. They spill down my cheeks as I stop suckling on the bottle, not wanting to choke. Daddy pulls the nipple out of my mouth and lifts me into his chest, holding me close as I cry into his arms.
“You’re okay,” he whispers, rocking us back and forth. “I didn’t mean to make you cry. It’s okay.”
I suck in a deep breath and then let out a sob as he runs his hands through my hair. Daddy has been so nice to me since I came here, apart from the occasional spanking, but he’s never done anything bad to me.
“I’m sorry for letting Yamal inject you,” he continues. “If I could go back in time and take it away, I would. I wasn’t thinking clearly. You were having trouble breathing, and nothing was working. I was worried you would hurt yourself. I thought Yamal could help you. He said if it was bad enough, you had to have the injection. I didn’t want to do it, but I also didn’t want you to hurt yourself.”
