All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex's Uncle : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ceasar's PovMy eyes roamed over her, drinking in the swell of her breasts, the subtle arch of her back, the curve of her hips and the ache of wanting her, right here, right now, coiled deep in my chest.Sophia noticed instantly. Her expression snapped into a sharp, unmistakable frown the moment she fully really took in Jane, not just as another woman in the room, but as a rival, a threat she couldn’t ignore. And who could blame her? Jane’s breasts were fuller, rounder, impossibly soft, irresistible, impossible to look away from and her body, thick and undeniably sexy, pulled at me with a gravity I couldn’t fight.Jane’s hair tumbled in loose, silken waves around her shoulders, framing a face that could disarm and dominate with a single glance. My eyes traced every inch of her, down from that mesmerizing face, over the rise of her breasts, the gentle hollow of her stomach, the swell of her thighs, and finally to the soft, secret curve of her cunt, hidden between her pressed thighs, be

JaneVera's POV“If you knew the thoughts running through my head right now, you wouldn’t question who I belong to.”Caesar’s words hit me like a spark, sending heat coursing through me so fast my breath caught. My lips parted, a soft gasp slipping free before I could stop it. My pulse slammed against my throat, the whole room tilting for a split second under the force of what he made me feel.I didn’t even have time to pull myself together before Sophia’s voice sliced through the charged air.“Caesar, we were discussing something important,” she snapped, the kind of sharp, brittle tone someone used when they were barely holding themselves together.I faced her, letting her see exactly where my attention had been and exactly where his still remained. She lifted her chin as if preparing for a battle she already knew she would lose. She tried to make it look like confidence, but it wasn’t. The emotion flickering in her eyes was unmistakable, Jealousy and maybe something darker simmering

JaneVera’s POVI swallowed hard, throat tight, pride crumbling like ash. “I’m not…”The lie died the instant his thick finger slid between my soaked folds, slick with my own shame, smearing my dripping arousal over every swollen inch of my cunt.“Then tell me,” he murmured, voice low and molten, “why are you this fucking wet, little flame? Dripping down my hand, soaking my thigh… don’t you dare lie to me again.”My lips parted on a shattered breath. My nails clawed into the couch as he pressed that finger deeper, thrusting in and out with slow strokes that rubbed me raw, lighting every nerve on fire. My hips rolled shamelessly, chasing him, betraying me completely. “I… I can’t… I need you.” I finally whimpered, the confession cracking open, my body trembling so hard I thought I’d break apart. A low, filthy moan tore free.He chuckled, dark and hungry, the sound rumbling through his chest into mine. That wicked finger found my clit, swollen and throbbing, and dragged slow, lazy circl

JaneVera’s POVMy hips rolled on their own, grinding helplessly, chasing the pressure, the ache, the ownership.“You,” I breathed, voice cracking. “Only you.”His smirk was slow and victorious.“That’s my jealous little flame.”“My good girl,” he murmured, voice low and rough, the words rumbling against my skin like distant thunder.His calloused hands clamped tighter around my waist, fingers digging bruises into my flesh as he dragged me forward. My slick, swollen pussy lips parted shamelessly around the rigid, throbbing length of his cock, still cruelly trapped beneath the soaked fabric of his boxers. I couldn’t help myself, I rolled my hips harder, desperately, coating him in thick layers of my arousal, the wet heat of my cunt smearing over that merciless bulge, marking him just as thoroughly as he’d marked me.My hair spilled across his face in a dark, wild curtain as I leaned down to him and our foreheads pressed together, breath mingling in sharp, hungry pants. One rough palm sl

JANEVERA'S POV One savage, unrelenting thrust that drove every last inch inside me in a single, blinding heartbeat. The wet, hungry slap of his hips against mine cracked through the room like a gunshot, skin on slick skin, so loud and filthy it rang in my ears while my soaked pussy swallowed him whole with a greedy, wet squelch that made my cheeks burn with shame and molten need. I was utterly stuffed, impaled, and claimed all over again. Every ridge and every pulsing vein branded itself inside me. My juices coated him in a searing, slippery sheen that dripped down his shaft and soaked his heavy, slapping balls.My back arched violently, tits crushed against his sweat-slick chest, nipples dragging over hard muscle as another helpless orgasm coiled vicious and tight in my belly.He dragged out slowly, cruelly, letting every thick, pulsing vein scrape my fluttering walls, my walls clinging to every retreating vein, letting the obscene, sucking sounds fill the air as my cunt tried despe