All Chapters of Claimed by My Ex-Husband's Uncle: His Plus-Size Desire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I screamed his name as the peak came. My body trembled violently, waves of pleasure sweeping through my entire being. Julian kept moving, letting me enjoy every second, until finally he reached his peak with me. I felt the warmth of his fluid flooding my deepest parts. He groaned, his body shuddering on top of me, then fell beside me, still holding me close.We lay together, gasping for breath. My body was sweaty and trembling. Julian pulled me into his arms, drawing me to his chest."I love you. I will love you forever."I cried tears of happiness. "I love you too, Julian. I love you more than anything."He kissed my forehead. "You are mine now. No one can take you away from me again."A few minutes passed. We lay in silence, enjoying each other's warmth. But then Julian moved. He released his embrace and slowly pulled himself out of me. I felt a strange sense of loss as he left me.He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me. His eyes moved slowly, tracing every inch of my naked

After a quick breakfast in the suite, we got ready to head to the airport. Julian had already arranged a private car to take us. I wore a simple light blue dress that Mira had picked out, with a thin cardigan covering my shoulders. I felt comfortable in this outfit, not too tight, not too loose.Julian held my hand tightly as we left the hotel. His eyes looked at me with admiration."You look so beautiful this morning," he said.I blushed. "You're only saying that because you're my husband.""I'm saying it because it's true." He kissed the top of my head. "Now, let's go. Paris is waiting for us."The trip to the airport took about forty-five minutes. I sat next to Julian, his hand still holding mine, occasionally stroking the back of my hand with his thumb. I felt calm beside him. All the fear and doubt from this morning slowly faded away.But as the car entered the airport departure area, I saw a crowd of people at the entrance. Many journalists with large cameras and microphones rea

Julian kept kissing me with burning desire. His lips moved from my chest, tracing down my full belly, then lower. I bit my lip, feeling each touch send waves of heat through my body.But then he did something that surprised me.Julian lifted my leg and started kissing it. From my toes, to my ankle, to my not-so-slim calf. He kissed every inch of my skin with passion, like a starving man who hadn't eaten in days. His lips pressed into the fat on my thighs, biting gently, sucking my skin as if it were the most delicious food in the world.I felt goosebumps on my skin. Not because of pleasure, but because of the strangeness."Julian..." I tried to pull my leg away, but he held it firmly.He kept kissing me, from my thick thighs to my wide hips. He seemed possessed. His eyes were closed, his breathing was heavy, and small moans escaped his throat every time his lips touched my skin."You're so perfect," he whispered between kisses. "Your skin is so soft. Your body is so warm. I love every

Julian turned around, startled. His eyes widened when he saw me standing there in my hotel robe. "Lorena?""I heard everything. You want to give me all your assets? Why?"Julian looked down, his hand gripping the whiskey glass tightly. "I don't want you to leave empty-handed."He looked at Sean. "You can go for now, Sean. We'll talk tomorrow."Sean nodded, stood up, and left the table. Now it was just the two of us in that corner of the bar."You made me feel loved. For the first time in my life.""But my fetish...""I haven't fully accepted it yet. I'm still confused. But I don't want to lose you because of my confusion. I want to learn. I want to try to understand."Julian stood up. "Are you serious?"I nodded. "I can't promise that I'll immediately accept all of this. But I can promise that I won't run away. I can promise that I'll try to understand the part of you that you've been hiding all this time.""I never imagined you would say that. I thought you would leave.""I almost di

In our luxurious hotel room with a view of the sparkling Eiffel Tower, Julian sat on the sofa holding his phone. His smile was wide as he selected a few photos from our trip that day."I'm going to post some photos. To show the world how happy we are."I smiled, sitting beside him. "What photos?""Our photos at the Eiffel Tower, our photos at the Louvre, and a photo of your new ring. Let everyone see how beautiful my wife is."I blushed. "You're exaggerating.""I never exaggerate. I'm just being honest."Julian selected three photos and wrote a short caption: "Honeymoon in Paris with my beloved wife. True love knows no time, no shape, no boundaries. Thank you for being mine, @lorena_mendoza. #Paris #Honeymoon #Love"He pressed the upload button, and the photos immediately appeared on his timeline. I stared at his phone with mixed feelings. Happy because Julian was proud to show me off to the public, but also anxious because I knew what would happen."Maybe you shouldn't...""It's alre