All Chapters of Wildest Desires: A Dark Short Story Collection : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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UNCLE IN LAW IN MY ROOM I

I step out of the bathroom, still shivering from the spray of the water. The air in the bedroom feels ice-cold against my wet skin. I’m reaching for my robe on the bed when I see him. I completely freeze. My heart isn't just beating, it’s slamming, so hard it actually hurts, like it’s trying to break out of my chest.Zane is right there.He’s leaning against my vanity, surrounded by my perfumes and jewelry, just watching me. He isn't looking away. He isn’t acting embarrassed or even moving an inch. I’m standing here completely naked, dripping water onto the cream-colored rug, and he’s just staring. His eyes are dark and heavy, moving over my body so slowly it feels like he’s actually touching me.He starts at my shoulders, following the water drops as they slide down my chest. I can see his pupils get bigger as his gaze lands on my breasts. They’re heavy, still damp, and the cold air has made my nipples point into hard, tight peaks. I want to cover myself, I know I should, but my arms

UNCLE IN LAW IN MY ROOM II

Zane doesn’t break the kiss as he hooks his arms under my thighs and hoists me up. My legs wrap around his waist in their own, my damp skin clinging to the rough charcoal fabric of his trousers. He carries me across the room like I weigh nothing, and for a second, I feel a dizzying sense of safety in his strength, which is a lie, because he’s the most dangerous thing in this house.He drops me onto the silk duvet. The air catches in my throat as he crawls onto the mattress, moving between my legs with a slow confidence. He stays there for a moment, hovering over me, his dark eyes taking in the mess he’s made of me. My hair is fanned out against the pillows, my chest is heaving, and my nipples are still tight, aching peaks of pink flesh that seem to reach for him.He smirks, a lazy, gorgeous tilt of his lips. "You look so much better in my nephew's bed than he deserves, Avery."The mention of Marcus should be a cold bucket of water, but instead, it feels like gasoline on a fire. Zane r

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Marcus lowers his head, moving back down toward me and closing his mouth around my nipple. I exhale softly, my body just melting into his touch. It’s so familiar, the way he holds me, but everything feels different now. My skin is still buzzing from Zane. I can still feel the ghost of Zane’s teeth, the weight of his much larger hands, and the way he looked at me like I was something he wanted to break.Marcus sucks on my nipple, swirling his tongue around the tip before moving to the other one. He’s being careful, almost sweet, and it makes my chest tighten with a sharp, stabbing guilt. He has no idea. He thinks he’s come home to a wife who was waiting for him, a woman who is worked up because she missed him. He doesn't know that the heat he feels radiating off my skin was put there by his own blood.His hand snakes down my thigh, his fingers sliding through the slickness between my legs. He spreads my folds, and a low groan breaks out of his chest."God, Avery," he murmurs against my

UNCLE IN LAW IN MY ROOM IV

I am kneeling naked on the rug before him. The robe is a heap of silk at my feet, and the cool air of the bedroom feels like a thin blade against my skin. Zane doesn't say anything at first. He just looks at me, his eyes tracking the way my chest rises and falls. Then, he reaches out. His hands are massive, and as his fingers glide up my back, the heat from his palms makes me shiver. He reaches the back of my head, his fingers tangling deep into my hair, and he grips it. It isn't a gentle hold. It’s firm, a silent reminder that he is in control now.With a sudden, sharp tug, he drags my head forward. I don’t have time to gasp before he’s shoving his cock into my mouth.It’s a shock. He’s so much thicker than Marcus, so much larger, and the taste of him, salt, musk, and pure man, fills my senses instantly. My eyes go wide, watering slightly from the sudden fullness, but I don't pull away. I can’t. My hands reach out, clutching his knees for balance, my fingers digging into his hard, bar

UNCLE IN LAW IN MY ROOM V

The aftershocks of my climax are still buzzing through my legs when I feel his hands tighten. He doesn't let me linger in the softness. Zane grips my waist and lifts me off his lap in one smooth, powerful move. I feel his cock slide out of me, and the sudden absence of that heat leaves me feeling empty and cold, like a vital organ has been ripped out.He drops me onto the bed. I hit the duvet with a soft sound, and before I can even catch my breath, he’s grabbing my hips and hauling me toward the edge. He maneuvers me until I’m on all fours, my head hanging low and my ass tilted up high, right in his line of sight. I’m trembling, my palms pressing into the mattress, my hair shielding my face as I stare down at the shattered sheets.I hear the sound of him stepping closer. The air behind me gets hot. He wraps one hand around my waist, his fingers digging into my hip bone so hard it’ll leave a mark, while his other hand grips his cock."You like that, don't you?" he rumbles, his voice a

UNCLE IN LAW IN MY ROOM VI

The sound of the front door unlocking makes me jump out of the chair like I’ve been burned. I don’t even realize I was holding my breath until I hear the heavy click of the door. Marcus is home.I smooth my hands over my thighs, trying to calm the racing sound of my heart. I’m wearing a flimsy silk nightie, a deep emerald green that barely covers my body. It stops just below the curve of my ass, and I know exactly how I look in it, my breast spilling out of the lace at the top, my skin still flushed from the long hours I’ve spent pacing the floor. I didn’t put anything on underneath. I couldn’t stand the feeling of fabric against the raw, swollen sensitivity Zane left behind.Even now, I can feel the heat of what happened earlier. My pussy is soaked, a constant ache that makes every step feel like a chore. It’s so much that I can feel the slickness sliding down my inner thighs, a warm reminder of a betrayal I should be scrubbing away instead of celebrating."Marcus!" I say, my voice s

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I step out of the car, keeping my eyes fixed firmly on the ground at my feet. I slam the door shut, the is sound loud in the open air. I can feel him standing on the porch, but I refuse to look up. I pull my shoulders back and try to smooth my features into a neutral, polite one. I cannot let him see that the mere sight of him, looking so effortlessly good in his usual casual dark shirt and trousers, is turning my insides to water.I grab my small bag from the passenger seat, wrapping my fingers around the leather strap until my knuckles turn white."What happened to a polite hello, or a good morning?" his voice rumbles from the steps. It’s low, carrying easily across the short distance, and it makes my breath catch in my throat.I swallow hard, forcing my feet to move toward the porch. I look at the stone pillars, at the front door, at the trees, everywhere but at him. "Good morning, Zane," I mutter. My voice sounds tight, forced, but it’s the best I can do.I walk up the steps, very

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He doesn’t even let me recover from my shock before he slips inside and slam the door shut."Zane, what are you doing? Get out." The words crawl out of my throat, thin and cracked with a panic.He doesn’t say anything. He just steps into my space, his massive hands wrapping around my waist, his thumbs digging hard into my sides as he shoves me backward. The solid wood of the door hits my spine, shaking the breath right out of my lungs. He leans his entire weight forward, caging me completely, his broad arms blocking out the rest of the room. I’m trapped. There’s nowhere to look, nowhere to breathe except right into his collarbone. The scent of him, wood, sharp leather, and hot skin, fills my nose, making my head spin so fast the floor feels uneven beneath my feet."Stop," I stammer, my palms flattening against his chest, trying to find some leverage to push him back. My fingers catch on the rough cotton of his shirt. "You have to stop. Someone might hear.""You're a liar, Avery." The

UNCLE IN LAW IN MY ROOM IX

I stand by the edge of the drawing room, my fingers wrapped so tightly around a glass of that my knuckles are completely white. Across the room, the family is gathered under the heavy chandelier, their voices rising and falling in the course of their conversations. Talks that makes my head bangs.My father-in-law is gesturing with his cigar, talking about the some shares of the family corporation, while Sam nods along, checking his phone every few seconds to look at whatever he’s looking at. Marie is sitting on the sofa next to her mother-in-law, politely laughing at a story about a charity gala that I didn’t even bother to listen to.It is all so meaningless, nonsense talks of corporate matters and family small talk that feels like a prison, especially when I can feel Zane’s eyes burning into the side of my face from his spot near the fireplace.He isn't joining the conversation. He is just leaning his broad shoulders against the dark wood of the mantleshelf, a glass of bourbon in hi

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"Look at you," he growls, his voice dropping into a low rumble as his hand snakes around my waist to pull my spine into a sharp curve so he can drive even deeper. "You're taking every single inch of me right now, and you love exactly how big I am inside your tight little pussy, don't you, Avery?""Yes... oh god, Zane, yes," I sob into the fabric of the pillow, my head tossing from side to side because he’s becoming more intense for my mind to handle.He reaches around my body while he continues to pump into me, his large, rough palms grabbing my breasts and squeezing my tits hard, his thumbs pinching my tight nipples until a sharp line of pleasure shoots straight down to my stomach.“Goddd… Zane…, Zane,” I rasp, quietly.This is too much, but I want more. I want more….His cock slides in and out of my cunt while my inside clenched tightly around him. The rough pressure of his hands on my chest makes my head spin, he isn't being gentle at all. It’s almost like he wants to completely er

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