Say Uncle(8)

Fuck getting upset, she was mine. That blood on my dick and all my come in her pussy proved to me she was mine. Time to man up and own my shit.

I still had her phone in hand when it vibrated. It was a message from “Mom.”

“You little bitch! How dare you! Well, I just called your boyfriend and told him you were whoring around here in Vegas. There goes your cash cow. You’re stuck with a lowly cop. Enjoy.”

I wanted to punch that bitch. Ted must have not told her about our family’s fortune. I want to laugh in that bitch’s face.

I walked back to the bed, slipped on my boxers and pants, then I forwarded the message to my phone. I was sending this to Ted, but just then there was a call from Kevin. I didn’t answer her phone because I didn’t want to lose it with him. It wasn’t his fault I was fucking his woman. It went to voicemail, and she had voice to text so I read it.

Angel, your mother called and said you were shacking up with some other man. She’s been a total B, so I know she probably made it up. Call me please, baby.

She came out of the shower wrapped in a towel, and suddenly I totally lost any concern about the ex. He was the ex because she wasn’t going back to Chicago without me. There was going to be no relationship between them and we weren’t going to be in town for long because we were only going to Chicago to get her things and move her back to Boston with me.

“Angel, how are you feeling?” I asked her softly.

“Like a bad person.” I heard her sigh.

“Don’t feel like that. You’re mine, and I claimed what’s mine. Tell me…if it wasn’t about this guy, would you have been all upset about what we shared?”

“Only a little. We don’t know each other, and I let the instant hunger to be with you consume me,” she cried. Her tears streamed down her face

Fuck. Her tears weren’t cool. “Don’t cry. Do you want me to call him?” I needed her to end things with him, but I didn’t want her to deal with him.

She shook her head and waved her hands. “NO! Let’s just forget that this happened.”

“What?!”

“Please. It’s just pure lust. There’s nothing that’s going to keep you in the long run. I’m going back home.”

Confused by her response, I just shook my head, trying to figure it out. She dressed quickly and was almost at the door before I realized what she was doing. I ran after her, wrapped my arms around her, effectively trapping her arms under my arms.

“Where are you going?” I growled in her ear.

“I said I was going home,” she said as she tried to get out of my hold.

“No, you’re not. If you think I’m going to let you run back to him because you’re scared of your natural reaction to me and mine to you, you are out of your mind. I’ve probably bred you today, and I’m not going to stop even after I breed you.”

“But it’s wrong,” she reiterated, still trying to break free.

“Why?” I asked, fucking really confused.

“Because of my mom,” she said sadly.

“What does it take for you to understand that I’m not your uncle?!”

“That’s not what I mean! Can you put me down so I can think straight?” I let her down, but only after I leaned against the door. “My mom isn’t a good woman, and what happens when it ends between her and Ted? It will come in between us,” she admitted.

“I’m not going to let it. I’ll prove it,” I declared before I pulled her to me and kissed her roughly.

Her phone rang again, and I knew it was her boyfriend. She pushed away and rushed to answer it. “Hi, Kevin. No, I’m fine. Another man!? Candy went out with her new husband, and I’m just hanging out with my Uncle Dean, Ted’s little brother. Okay, I’ll call you later,” she said cheerfully.

“No, the fuck you won’t!” I roared just as she hung up the phone. I was on her in a split second, pushing her back against the bed.

I took her wrists in my hand and moved them over her head. Our eyes met as I panted in frustration. Growling, I bent down and captured her lips. She sighed lightly as I slipped my tongue into her mouth, tasting her flavor mixed with a hint of toothpaste from the bathroom. The thought of her using my toothbrush suddenly made my heart pound. A silly thing to make a big deal of, but a toothbrush is so personal.

Nutty, but I didn’t care. She made me feel like a million bucks, helping to ease my anger, but she still needed to understand this wasn’t over. So I pulled back a little, and I started playing with her panties. In seconds, her body and mind were lost to my touch. “You’re mine, Angel. Do you understand?”