Page 14 of Daddies' Little Assassin

I laughed nervously against his skin, my cheeks heating at the thought of why I was that quiet. I suddenly had three Daddies. One of which had just kissed the daylights out of me.

"It's... a lot," I admitted quietly. "In a good way, though."

He hummed in understanding, his hand sliding up and down my back in soothing strokes. "We'll take things slow, darling girl. You don't have to figure it all out today. Just know that I am here for you. So is Karel and Lang."

Those words sank deep into my chest, settling in a place that had been aching for so long. Since they walked into my life... last night... it felt like they've told me I'm not alone anymore, no less than ten times, and each time hit harder and harder. I wasn't alone anymore. For someone who has been alone her entire life, that was a pretty big fluffing deal. Tears of relief and joy threaten to spill. Henry must have noticed, because he tilted my chin up gently, his brow furrowed in concern. "Are you okay?"

I nodded quickly, brushing the moisture from my eyes. "I'm more than okay. I've never felt this before. I don't know how to explain it."

His expression softened, and he leaned down to press another kiss to my forehead. "You don't have to explain it, Little one. Just feel it. Let us take care of you."

I smiled, feeling lighter than I had in years. "Okay."

As I lay there, wrapped in Henry's arms, I let myself relax, my body settling in against his, but before I got too comfortable, he twisted and picked me up before settling me down on his chest.

From this position, it became even more clear how much bigger he was than me. With me resting on his stomach, myfeet barely reached his knees. It also brought into question how possible... other activities would be.

I had no clue if I could even handle his size... but I was up for trying. And from the feel of a very hard piece of anatomy, Henry was up for it too. I squirmed, moving down his body so my suddenly very needy core could rub against his impressive bulge.

“Little one, you need to stop doing that," Henry cautioned me, his large hands cupping my ass, trying to hold me still.

Tipping my head to the side, I bit down on my lower lip and stared at him. "Why, Daddy?" I asked, testing out the title. And I found just saying the word had a pulse of need shooting through me.

"Because if you keep doing that, I might take it to mean you want more from me." His voice was dangerously low, his growl worked like a purr, vibrating against me.

I pushed my hands against his chest, sitting up, the movement grinding my wet pussy against him. "What would you do if I told you I want more from you, Daddy?"

Henry's hand cupped my face, his thumb pulling my lip down, forcing my jaw open so the digit could slip in. "Well, I'd have to do what any self-respecting Daddy would do. Give my girl what she wants. Now suck, baby. Suck my thumb like you would my cock."

What is a girl to do, but suck on her Daddy's thumb when he tells her to?

I've known I was a Little for a while now. I even knew that I'd like to be spanked, tied up and possibly debased a smidge too.

But being here with Henry like this? Made it very clear that I had a thing for size-difference too.

The man's hand was big enough to cup my entire face, and his thumb was so big, that I was sure he gave some less endowed men a complex.

While I sucked on the offered digit, he rocked his body up and down; the movement causing delightful friction between our bodies that had me moaning around his finger.

"That's it, Little one. Ride me. Use me," Henry orders me and I do just that.

I hump the bump in his pants like a teenager that discovered her hormones for the first time, chasing my pleasure while he kept his thumb inside my mouth and his stare fixed on me.

"Such a good girl," he praised. "Such a fucking good girl. Now you're going to come for Daddy, baby. Come for me."

And I do.

Boy, do I ever.

Chapter ten

The Kraken

The morning light streamed through the curtains I'd never gotten round to close the night before, casting a soft glow over the room. I was still nestled on Henry's chest, my head resting right over his heart, listening to the steady beat. The world outside seemed so far away and unimportant compared to the comfort and safety I felt in his embrace.

But eventually, reality nudged its way in. I shifted slightly, trying not to disturb Henry, who had fallen back asleep after our quiet morning. My thoughts swirled the weight of everything I was feeling threatening to overwhelm me. My heart was lighter, and more content, but the old insecurities still clung to me.

There was still a very big chance that this was too good to be true. Or I might mess up somehow and end up chasing them away.

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