Alle Kapitel von Claimed by My Ex-Husband's Uncle: His Plus-Size Desire: Kapitel 111 – Kapitel 120

I climbed on top of Julian again, my naked body wet and hot, pressing directly against his shaft that was still half inside me. He was still pulsing inside me, his hot and thick fluid filling my womb, but I didn't want to stop. I wanted him to remember how deep this was, remember that I was his, even though he said he didn't remember."Julian... fuck... you're still filling me completely, look at that," I whispered while swaying slowly, feeling his last ejaculation come out again and drip from my tight vagina. "Your body is still inside me, you're still working hard in my womb, ahhh... fuck... don't stop even though you're half dead."He grunted, his dark eyes full of wild lust. "Lore... fuck... you're so crazy, I don't remember anything but my body remembers. This... this is too good, I want more... now... ahhh, Lore, don't stop."I smiled mischievously, slapping his firm chest gently, then immediately licked his nipple hard. "You want more? Good. Because I'm going to make you forget

I woke up with the morning sunlight shining on my face. For a moment, I was confused about where I was, until I felt the weight of Julian's body still sleeping beside me, his arm wrapped around my waist, his warm breath on my neck. We were still on the living room sofa, having fallen asleep after a night full of passion and exhaustion.I smiled, enjoying the warmth of his embrace. Even though my body felt sore and tired, there was incredible happiness in my heart. Julian was here, at home, in my arms. That was the greatest gift I could ask for.I moved slowly, trying to slip out of his arms without waking him. But Julian groaned softly, pulling me closer."Don't go," he whispered, his voice still hoarse from sleep. "Stay here."I laughed softly, turning my body to face him. "I just want to make you breakfast, sweetheart. You must be hungry after last night."Julian opened his eyes slowly, looking at me with a still-sleepy but warm gaze. "I'm hungrier for you than for food," he said, s

That morning started peacefully. I was preparing breakfast in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. I wiped my hands on my apron and walked to the door, imagining it might be a neighbor or a package courier. But when I opened the door, my heart immediately stopped beating.Diego stood at the doorstep.He looked the same as the last time I saw him, his neat black hair, his expensive suit, and that confident smile that used to make me fall in love. But now, seeing him made my skin crawl with boiling anger."What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice cold and sharp. I immediately stepped outside, closing the door behind me so our voices wouldn't wake Julian or the children."I came to visit my uncle. Is that wrong?"I stared at him with a sharp gaze. "You have no right to be here. Leave before I call the police."Diego laughed softly, his voice that used to make me melt now sounded like a mocking laugh."Police? For what? I just want to see my uncle. Are you really going to forbid a nephe

Julian walked into the house with heavy steps, his cane pressing against the wooden floor with a rhythmic sound accompanying each step. I followed behind him, carefully watching his still-limping movements. He sat on the living room sofa, leaning his cane beside him, and stared blankly at the wall in front of him.I knew that expression. Julian was deep in thought, his mind working hard to piece together the scattered puzzle pieces in his memory. I wanted to approach him, wanted to hug him, but I knew he needed time. I left him alone, walking to the kitchen to make some tea.From the kitchen, I could see Julian sitting silently in the living room. His hands were massaging his temples, his eyes closed. And then, William emerged from his room with small, awkward steps. In his hands, he carried a piece of chocolate cake, slightly crumbled, with cream topping that was starting to melt."Dad," William called in his tiny voice. "William made you a cake. So you can get better soon."Julian o

That night, I decided to go to the hospital to pick up Julian's latest medical reports. The doctor said there were some test results I needed to collect, and I didn't want to wait until tomorrow. I was already too tired from all this chaos, and picking up that document felt like one small thing I could control.I told Julian I would be gone for a while, and he nodded tiredly from the sofa."Be careful," he said, his voice hoarse. "I don't like you going out alone at night like this.""I'm just going to the hospital and coming straight back," I said, kissing his forehead. "It won't take long."I walked to the car, feeling the cold night wind hit my face. The streets were quiet, only a few streetlights casting dim illumination. I drove at a moderate speed, my mind wandering everywhere, about Victor, about Diego, about Julian who still hadn't remembered, about William.I didn't see the black car following me from behind.As I turned onto a quieter road toward the hospital, I felt a hard