Chapter 165 Her father's twin

Chapter 165 Her father's twin
Third Person POV

Delirious, her eyes rolling back in her head, Lilian gasped, "What the hell is happening?" Maybe she is drunk.

"Your mate is fingering your gorgeous wet cunt, that's what," Caleb growled, his voice dripping with lust.

"Goddess! Caleb!" she cried out, her body trembling.

"Aye, lass. Say my name just like that when you come," he breathed, his accent thick and intoxicating.

Rocking his hips into her so his erection was pressed right up against her hip, he kissed a path down her neck to her chest, then licked at her cleavage, dipping his tongue into the cleft between her breasts. When she groaned again, he lightly bit down on the swell of one breast.

"I need to taste every inch of you," he whispered, his voice dark and commanding. "I need to bite every perfect part of your skin. I want to fuck you and spank you and make you take my cock down your throat. I want you to tell me every filthy thing you want me to do to you, starting right fucking now."

He pulled his fingers out of her and slid them lazily up and down through her soaked folds, spreading the wetness around. When he brushed against her clit, she jerked, her body alight with sensation.

Caleb's eyes were locked onto hers, blazing with intensity. "Tell me, lass," he demanded, his voice rough. "Tell me what you want."

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she tried to form coherent words. "I want... I want you to fuck me, Caleb. I want to feel you inside me."

A triumphant smile curled his lips as he teased her clit with his fingers. "Good girl. Now, say it again. Louder."

Lilian's voice trembled with need as she repeated, "I want you to fuck me, Caleb. Please."

He groaned, the sound vibrating through her core. "That's my girl," he murmured, leaning down to capture her mouth in a searing kiss as he positioned himself between her legs, ready to claim her completely.

Arching her back, Lilian sucked in a breath, her eyes widening. Caleb crooks his fingers and hits a sensitive spot inside her, rubbing against it with maddening slowness. His intense gaze locks onto her face, watching every expression that crosses it.

She couldn't look away from him. She wanted to, but she couldn't.

Somehow, he had her trapped in the weight of his powerful gaze, like a fly caught in amber.

A desperate little insect snared in a hungry spider's web.

And for all her pride and independence, for all the times she swore she'd never allow herself to be owned again, she found it impossible not to give him what he was demanding.

His eyes bore into hers, dark and consuming, as his fingers worked their magic inside her." You're mine, Lilian," he murmured, his voice a deep rumble. "Say it."

Her breath hitched, her body trembling under his touch. "I'm yours," she whispered, the admission both terrifying and liberating.

Caleb's lips curled into a satisfied smile. "Good girl," he purred, increasing the pressure of his fingers inside her. "Now, come for me."

Her body responded to his command, a wave of pleasure crashing over her as she arched against him, her eyes never leaving his. In that moment, she was his completely, caught in the web of his desire and power.

Caleb lowers his head to Lilian's breasts, sucking a nipple into his mouth. A lightning bolt of pleasure shoots straight down between her legs, making her gasp and arch into him.

"So responsive," he growls, his voice thick with pleasure.

He moves to her other breast, sucking that nipple too, swirling his tongue around and around until it's taut and aching. Lilian closes her eyes, her hands sliding over his shoulders, learning their shape and strength as her body comes alive under his mouth. His touch ignites every nerve ending, sending waves of heat coursing through her.

Caleb's hands roam her body, each touch possessive and reverent. "I've wanted this," he murmurs against her skin, his breath hot and ragged. "Wanted you since I saw you the first time not knowing you were my niece. But now? There is no stopping me, baby."

She shivers at his words, her heart pounding. Her fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, wanting more. His teeth graze her nipple, and she moans, her back arching off the bed.

His hands move to her hips, gripping them firmly as he kisses his way down her body, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. Each touch, each kiss, makes her feel more alive, more desired than ever before.

She can't help but surrender to the overwhelming sensations, her body responding to his every move.

Lilian's mind spins, lost in the haze of pleasure and the intensity of his touch. She can feel the weight of his desire, the raw need that matches her own. And as his mouth continues its journey, she knows she's never experienced anything like this before-never been so completely consumed by another person.

Her hands grip his shoulders, nails digging in as he explores her with a hunger that leaves her breathless.

Caleb's mouth finds her center, and she cries out, the sound echoing in the room. He looks up at her, his eyes dark and filled with lust, before diving back down, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring her to the edge.

Lilian's world narrows to just this moment, just this man. She's on fire, every part of her alive and aching for more. And as Caleb pushes her over the edge, she realizes that she's never felt more whole, more connected, than she does right now, with him.

Her father's twin. Her uncle.