Novel & Cerita Uncle Ruckus With Normal Eyes

he said firmly. "I'm the real Uncle Marco," Luca said, smiling, but Raiden shook his head, a skeptical frown settling on his face. He stared at both of them for a moment, his brow furrowed in concentration. Then, with a decisive nod, he wrapped his small hands around Marco’s neck and said, “This is Uncle Marco." He said, his voice firm. "You’re not gonna fool me, we have the same kinda eyes. My mummy has brown eyes and my grandma has green eyes, making my eyes hazel, and Uncle Marco has those kind of eyes too.”

"You’re going to be fine. Nothing is going to happen to you." I struggled to open my eyes. My uncle’s face appeared in a blurry haze before me. His lips were touching mine. They were so soft. He pressed down on my chest, and I coughed up a mouthful of water. Then he breathed into my mouth again. My awareness was slowly returning. His face became sharper as my vision cleared, and I saw that his eyes were filled with intense anxiety. I spat out more water and began to cough uncontrollably. My chest burned with pain.

I could only stand there and watch. ‘I’m just a gate away,’ Rum mumbled. ‘You could’ve just come over to find me. It’s not like you don’t know how to.’ ‘How can I? Father wouldn’t let me out of his sight….’ The Gamma rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand hastily so he could scrutinise his long lost friend. Those blue eyes grew solemn. ‘How’s uncle?’ The Gamma checked Rum’s arms and replied, ‘Stressed out, as usual.’

I was willing to deal with him for bringing up such a past, but just then, Caleb, his so-called foolish son, ran up towards him. “That's enough, Uncle Caspian.” He placed his hand on my chest as he pushed me away from his father. “You killed your own father, and here you are fighting mine? You wish to kill him too?” As he pointed his hand at me, speaking to me—his uncle—with disrespect, I didn't hesitate to teach him a tiny lesson. I swiftly got a strong but casual grip of his hand pointed at me. “I'm your uncle, Caleb… show some respect!” I bent it over, the pain excruciating as he wailed in pain.

Ava answered politely. “Hmmm yeah baby harder,” Ava flinched as she heard the strange voice coming from the T.V. Lifting her eyes, she gazed at the red eyes of her Uncle. He was gazing at her and licking his lips. Ava didn't get any good vibes from him. She always didn't get any good vibes, but this time it was something different. “You want food,”? Uncle Bob asked. Ava nodded her head rapidly. “Come sit on my lap and I will give you food,” He said, patting his thigh. Ava's forehead scrunched in confusion as she gazes at the thick and hard something between his legs.

But as I looked into his eyes, I saw that his anger wasn't directed at me - it was directed at my uncle. "What the fuck are you doing here?" Ryker snarled, his voice sending chills down my spine. He took a step closer to my uncle, his fur bristling with every step he took. My uncle stood up, locked eyes with Ryker. "I came to see my niece," he said, his voice as calm as still waters, while Ryker’s was a storm. Uncle Eli didn't flinch, didn’t even bat an eye.

I smiled, feeling butterflies go on a rampage in my belly. "You didn't buy tickets for us?" My mom teased and we chuckled. "No ma'am, but next time, I'll make arrangements for you." "It's alright. I just wanted to ruffle your feathers." She said. Winking at me, my mom added. "You should be thankful to your uncle. Look at how he cares for you." "Oh, I am grateful for him all the time." I said, feeling breathless. I glanced at him and he had a gentle smile on his face but the look in his eyes spoke otherwise. I could feel my pussy moisten at the look and I quickly looked away before I embarrassed myself.

He muttered, still looking composed. Without a warning, Russo's hand shot out and he yanked the necklace from my soft grip. "Let's not scare her." Uncle said, a deep frown appeared on his forehead. He gently reached for the letter in my hand. "May I, Ara?" “Sure," I prolonged my arm, giving it to him.

He shot back as if triggered by my words. "Normal?" He laughed a bitter laugh. "Your uncle is nothing close to being normal. He has always been a psychopath but you never noticed anything right from time, Clara had been the one to watch and observe." I bit the wall of my mouth in regret and shame. "You're safe now grandpa. I'll move you to the house now..." I was still speaking when loud voices interrupted my speech. They sounded like they were dragging something outside the room. I went to check out what the ruckus was about and I saw Roxy and Lu, almost beating up a nurse.

Those were the only things I heard as the image of last night filled my eyes… rough lips, messy body, huge cock, dripping pussy. No. No. This can’t be happening. My legs wobbled, body shaking as I stood still, praying for the ground to open and swallow me because the man who had fucked my pussy, ruined my cunt in the best possible way, and made me moan as I had never done before cannot be my husband’s most ruthless yet youngest uncle.