Little Darling Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Insta-Love, Kink, Novella Tags Authors: Jenika Snow Advertisement

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Over the months we’d spent here, Dolly had opened up more, like a flower finally finding the sunlight and flourishing. She kept revealing pieces of herself to me, and I was thankful to see who Dolly truly was with each passing day.

I slid my hand over her thighs, massaging gently, sliding slowly up and working my fingers down the elastic of her sweats until I was cupping her pussy. She tensed… but then relaxed and shifted slightly so her legs were spread more.

“I’ve never been happier,” she whispered, and I slid my fingers beneath her panties and touched her pussy lips. She was warm and soft and already getting wet.

“Me neither, sweetheart.” I didn't admit that I’d never felt anything with anyone before. I didn’t tell her she was the only one who gave me the genuine sense of feeling and like this was where I belonged. She was who I was meant to be with.

Each fragment of herself she gave me brought us closer in a way I never thought possible o,r at the very least, experience it anytime soon.

I teased her pussy hole, then slipped inside, finger-fucking her until she panted and ground herself against my hand.

“We’ll make new memories,” I said, my voice low. “Better ones.”

She moaned, and I felt her juices coating my hand. I pulled my finger out of her and pinched her clit hard enough I knew it hurt. But she turned her head and started kissing me hard enough it brought pain. Fuck, that was good.

I tried to be as open about myself as she had been, but there were some parts that had to stay in the deepest, darkest recess of my soul. Maybe one day I’d tell her about the things I’d done, the people I’d hurt, and how she was now tethered to a psychopath who loved her in the only way an insane motherfucker like me could.

Obsessively.

But what I did share with her, what she saw—Dolly embraced it, just as I embraced the pieces she deemed broken within herself.

Over the past few months, we had settled into this life together. We went into town weekly, mainly to get Dolly out of the cabin and to socialize. She was learning Romanian, and I loved watching her practice nightly.

We wandered the narrow cobblestone streets, and although I let her take the lead, I was always close by, always watching and protecting her. We explored the forest—or more so my little darling did. I loved watching the wonder filter through her eyes as she took in every little detail of her surroundings.

I knew I'd be leaving my life behind when I committed to taking her. But my life—my profession—was one that would have me disappearing with the snap of a finger.

Being a contract killer, a paid for hire murderer for a living made it easy to just…disappear.

It was also a profession that helped the twisted hunger my inner darkness craved.

When I knew Dolly was as deep into me as I was with her, I’d given her the choice—the choice to go anywhere as long as I was right there beside her. She could have her freedom but only with me by her side.

But for now, this cabin in the Romanian woods was where she wanted to stay.

I was brought back to the present when I felt her sharp nails scoring my forearm as I pumped one, then two fingers into her tight little cunt. She was drenched, the sound making that apparent as my digits pumped in and out of her, her juices drenching my hand and her inner thighs.

I was hard as fucking steel, my cock throbbing, and my balls were full with the need to fill her up. I pumped into her three more times before removing my hand from her pants and bringing those fingers to my mouth to suck them clean.

“Mmm, so fucking good.” But it was the sight of her hand resting on her belly that had my chest tightening. She was just beginning to show now. Her stomach was ever-so-slightly rounded beneath the soft fabric of her over-sized sweater.

“I love seeing your belly growing because of me.” The knowledge that my baby was there, safe inside of her, sent a surge of possessiveness through me. It was with an intensity that heightened my desire to keep her safe because now I had not only her to watch over but our child as well.

I placed my hand over hers, and Dolly smiled up at me, her eyes softening as we said nothing while we just rested our palms over her bump.

Having a life with someone—sharing any part of myself—wasn’t something I ever thought I’d experience. But a baby? I had never imagined that for myself in any thought I’d had about where I saw myself going.

And yet, here we were. She was mine. And this baby was mine. Completely and irrevocably. With me and Dolly, there was no line between love, possession, and the lengths I'd go to keep this life.

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