His Naughty Little Mate by Sue Lyndon Page A

room.”
    He pressed his thumb down on her clit, swirling her wetness around the swollen nub while keeping his fingers submerged inside her. She came apart in his hands, riding the wave of a release that had her gasping for air. She whimpered and moaned, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Perspiration glistened on her forehead.
    Ignoring Erra and Stee, he slipped the monitors off her hand and head. He covered Carmen with the white sheet and scooped her up in his arms, heading for the door. To his relief, it opened at once and he was able to escape the small sterile room with the woman he loved breathing softly against his chest. She’d been such a good girl, and he knew the experience had taken a lot out of her, and not just because she’d had a powerful orgasm. Allowing the alien women to examine her, even though the examination hadn’t been terribly invasive, had been mentally taxing. Allowing Erik to bring her to completion while others watched had also taken her outside of her comfort zone. He planned to spend the next few hours caring for her, helping her feel safe and loved.
    Upon entering their room, he carried her to the bed and laid her atop the covers. The white sheet shifted as he placed her down, the top sliding to reveal one firm breast, her nipple still hard. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at him with confusion.
    “Is it over? We did what they wanted?”
    “Yes, little one. It’s over. Daddy’s here to take good care of you now, okay?”
    Biting her lip, she nodded. Tears formed in her eyes again, and she blinked rapidly as if trying to rein her emotions in.
    “What is it?”
    She let out an unexpected laugh, smiling through the moisture that spilled out of her eyes. “I am so relieved. I thought it would be a terrible experience. But you were there, and you made it, um, kind of fun.” She giggled and wiped at her face, then laughed again as she tried to stifle a yawn.
    The worry for her he’d been carrying around on his shoulders lessened, and as he watched her cover another yawn, he smiled at the sweet girl who’d slowly stolen his heart over the years. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Carmen. But the experience still took a lot out of you, and now it’s time for a certain little girl to go down for a nap.”
    A frown chased away her smile. “But I don’t wanna nap. I’m not tired.” She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him.
    Erik ignored her protest and retrieved her diapering supplies from across the room, bringing the basket over to the bed. “I bet that bottom of yours is still sore from your last spanking, Carmen. Do you want daddy to spank you before putting a diaper on you?”
    She shook her head and avoided his gaze, a pretty blush staining her cheeks. “I don’t want a spanking,” she whispered, swallowing hard.
    Pulling the sheet from her body, he let it slide to the floor. He grasped her ankles and lifted her legs as he reached for one of the warm, moist wipes in the basket. He cleaned her with care, running the cloth down her center and through her pussy lips. After placing a diaper beneath her bottom, he sprinkled the white powder atop her folds and gently rubbed it in, holding her gaze as he tended to her. Her expression was soft, and she didn’t resist him once, even as he closed the diaper and patted her bottom.
    “All done, little girl,” he said. “Now let’s get you all tucked in.” He pulled the covers from beneath her and got her settled in bed.
    “Thank you, daddy.” Her voice was soft, sleepy. A sigh of contentment left her lips, and she reached for his hand. “Will you tell me a story?”
    His soul rejoiced at her unexpected request. Stubborn, adult Carmen who was used to doing everything herself would have never asked for a bedtime story. But that stubborn woman he’d known had worn a lot of masks and erected a lot of walls around herself. She’d opened her heart to him though, and she trusted him enough to forget the masks and