5: I Won.

Eve.

Watch him, he's unpredictable.

Too late daddy, I fell ass first into his trap.

I fell even harder when he penetrated me with his hardened cock... and all I can now think of... is how his rough hands handle my body.

"Fuck.... You're too tight, princess..."

"Loosen up for me... otherwise you'll strangle my cock."

His voice, his fucking voice!!... why does it have to be so husky... why does it have to keep me in this mood...

Maybe I should reconsider the threat I made of taking his tongue.

"Hah... har-harder," I cried out in a stutter while driving my nails into the flesh of his thighs as he jerked my hips forward, meeting my request for more roughness... yes yes.... damnnnnnn yes.. more more.. more....moreeee. 

Dammit need moreeeee. My eyes narrowed when his speed started dropping, that destroyed the climax building in my body, ready to explode....

"Want harder? Beg."

"Make me... Ahh-ha.. make me feel like a woman again... again! Again!! Plea-see."

My voice ended in a low note as I moaned the 'please'. My hole twitched when he withdrew his cock slightly.

What was he doing... no I hate this... I don't like this... I abhor whatever is making him do this to me.

"What's my name, princess?"

"Fl-avian," I moaned his name boldly, slowly releasing my hands from his thighs since he was taking things annoyingly slow.

"Good, you know the name of the devil fucking you up..."

"You... a devil? Uncle... quit taking it easy otherwise I'm gonna think your stamina has degraded with age."

"Only if Keaton was here to see his little mouse... struggling beneath me."

"Struggling? Ohh please... you must be at the level where you've become delusional." My hand raised above, fishing for what part of him to tease.

"Uncle Flavian, make things quick... I got a flight to catch by 7am."

I tucked a few strands of hair behind his ear... but when I went to fiddle with his ear I got pulled so hard... he stayed there for seconds, enough time to notice his ears were red as tomatoes, almost like he was blushing?

That must be his sensitive spot... Something about that knowledge makes me smile.

"You shouldn't be smiling like that."

He spoke but my mind was far more concerned with something else hardening between us, his cock.

Fuck, was he... about to cum?

"I want you smiling like that."

He whispered in a not-so-casual way, prompting a chuckle to escape me...

Ohh, Uncle Flavian was more of a

 p e r v e r t than I am.

He had done everything possible to prove the point just this night.

When he finally picked up speed, jerking my hips back and forth while moving in a perfect rhythm... my head started spinning with pleasure again... and my heart hammered with an untameable ecstasy.

The second I met his eyes already glued on mine, I jerked. They were cold and unwelcoming... unlike what I saw when I looked into them a few minutes ago when I was smiling...

Waittt a minute... I was no longer smiling. Was that why he was giving me the look?

"Smile, princess... I'm about to come."

When I felt his cock slipping away I narrowed my eyes.

"Come inside me, uncle... pleas-see."

"No.."

That was when it snapped.

Whatever snapped, snapped. He was almost slipping out with a cock that was twitching to explode.

I wanted him, now I understood how I wanted him...

I smirked as I deliberately locked my legs around his hips... it was time to show him some roughness too... the kind of roughness his brother, my father taught me.

With one pull I forced him back into me, the fast thrust only stimulated my hole to tighten around his cock and that was when something warm coated my insides, even dripping out.

Fucking... hell. I won!

I patted his pale cheek when he raised his head from the bow.

Yes, the stunt I pulled just now had him falling back with his hands on each side to support his weight from crushing me. His head was bowed during his release... during this perfect moment.

"Loyalty, trust and faith... I finally won you over, uncle." I cupped his cheek, jerking him forward for a kiss but he tilted his head, retracting it back.

Something I almost never saw coming was his hands swinging forward. He pried my hands from his cheeks... and just like that he had me in a chokehold with one palm while the other bound my wrists above my head..

"What did you say?"

His expression went neutral and so did his voice...

Was he sober now?

"Loyalty—"

I had just started speaking when he moved the palm off my neck to rest beneath my jaw. He squeezed so tight that I clenched my molars.

"Now you listen, princess. I'm no subject of yours... as a matter of fact I'll live every day to make sure you never succeed Keaton, the sooner you back out the better"

"Threats? Finally," I hissed through gritted teeth.

The fact he's making the threat clear means he has drawn the line... we're enemies now according to him.

"I know Keaton... don't let his warm words wash out the logic... An outsider cannot wear the crown. Never. Never. Never... Do you understand princess?"

"That's where you have it all wrong Uncle. I'm not an outsider."

"Everyone has freedom to shape their own reality. However the repercussions are inevitable my sweet girl." He spoke with more amusement in his voice while chuckling.  

"The last person who tried, his skull sits at a corner in the grand museum."

The grand museum? He can't be right, right? The museum he was speaking of I frequented it since was own by the Waldorf family, though I think I spotted a skull lying at one corner of an empty space.

They severed his head? Dear God.

"Uncle... I know it's your birthright to take over from your brother however daddy dear has made it official... your only options here is—"

I was yapping merely without thinking and now it was time to end it. I just locked eyes with him... ransacking my head for the next thing to say.

"To eliminate me. But you can't since the reasons are clear as day to us...othwrwise...Marry me."

Yes yes... the only way to settle this amicably is marriage.

My lips parted to back up my last statement but in time he slipped his fingers in, pushing to the back of my throat until I couldn't breathe, the urge to puke stirred at my throat.

"Silly girl. You don't get to say that. You don't get say A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G. like I said the sooner you back out the better, you have a future anywhere else but this empire." His words were harsh yet his fingers caressed my cheek carefully.

"Now princess, for the sake of peace...This night never happened. Got it?"

Yes it did happen. 

Yes you fucked your own niece.

 Yes you are my rival... Yes you crossed the line... yes I won't let you go scot-free.

I watched him as he dressed up... ignoring my presence like I was nonexistent in the room.

He didn't pause or flinch when he opened the door and left wit

hout looking back at the woman he had just awakened.

Dear dear uncle Flavian what is done cannot be undone as they say.