Family Love

Chapter 2

Alanna had always been good in history. It was one of her favorite subjects. She had always aimed to please her uncle, but even more so now after that fact that she had upset him. Charles stood behind her watching as she went over the books of different houses and wrote down their names, banners, and allies.

She could feel Charles's gaze on her as she scribbled down the words on her parchment. She tried her best to ignore him and focus on her task at hand of getting everything correct.

Once she was done she put the quill back in the ink pot and handed Charles the parchment. He took it from her and scanned over the words and such. He took a moment before he nodded.

"Well done, Alanna."

He said putting the paper back down in front of her. She couldn't help but smile as she felt a sort of pride swell within her chest.

"Thank you, uncle."

She said softly. Maybe he had forgotten about her foolishness? After all it had been nearly a week since she had confessed to him.

"I think you deserve a reward for all your hard works and efforts."

Charles said as he clasped his hands behind his back and walked toward his desk. Alanna's smile beamed as she stood from her chair once Charles motioned for her to come to his desk.

It seems he had forgiven her, because rarely did he ever give her any type of reward unless she had done an outstanding job in her studies.

"What is it uncle?"

She asked watching as he sat down in his chair. He motioned for her to sit down on his lap. She hesitated for a moment before taking a seat like how she use to when she was younger.

She felt Charles's arm wrap around her waist to keep her in place as she sat there.

"Uncle?"

She questioned when he pulled open a drawer and pulled out a small pouch. She raised a brow before she realized what was in the bag that he gave her.

It was sweets. She might have been in her twenties, but she still enjoyed her sweets.

"Thank you."

She said reaching into the bag and popping a hard candy into her mouth. She moaned quietly enjoying the sweet sugary flavor that filled her mouth.

And then she froze.

She felt Charles's lips moving across her exposed neck slowly. She sat very still as her stomach did flips and flops.

What was he doing? Why was he doing it?

"Alanna."

He whispered between soft kisses across her smooth skin. His deep husky voice sent chills down her spine.

"Unc -- "

"Charles."

He corrected.

"Say it, girl."

"C-Charles."

He groaned hearing his name pass through her soft lips. She sat there allowing her whole body to tingle from his touch. He was confusing to her. One moment he wanted her, then the next he didn't and blamed her, and then right now he wanted her again.

She didn't understand anything. Alanna was terribly confused.

Charles Linnington, her uncle, made a move again. His lips brushing against her neck as she sat there with a sweet in her mouth. She closed her green-golden eyes as she tried to keep her maiden body from reacting in such a foolish way, but unable to actually keep it from doing so.

She bit down hard on the candy, cracking it in two, when she felt Charles's hand sit upon her lower dress and push it up to where his hand could slip up underneath the soft fabric of the golden and red dress. She inhaled deeply and held her breath. Her cheeks warmed with Linnington blood that flowed through her veins.

Her uncle's fingers dancing across her stocking covered legs until he reader the flesh of her thick thighs. Her hands balled into fists as she kept her eyes closed. His name came out as a pathetic whimper from her lips. She swallowed harshly feeling his teeth scraping across her hot skin on her neck.

"You will not tell anyone else about this understood."

It wasn't a question, his tone was too commanding. Alanna nodded her head quickly fearing that her voice would fail her. Her back stiffened when she felt a finger graze across her exposed heat and she gasped, causing Charles to still. She was slick around her thighs where her womanhood lay.

"You weren't lying when you spoke about your want."

He whispered pulling away completely from Alanna and showed her his hand. She didn't think it was possible to become more flustered but she did when she looked upon his glistening fingers.

"Tell me what it is you want."

He requested. She finished chewing her candy and swallowed it before making the mistake of peering down into those same eyes she herself had.

"I -- I"

She couldn't even speak as she gazed into those strong eyes. She watched as they narrowed and his grip around her waist tightened.

"You what, Alanna?"

Her name carried a type of thrill for her when he spoke her name. It sent a chill of excitement blazing down her spine.

"I -- I want you, Charles."

She said watching as his lips did a small twitch upward for a split moment before his stone gaze returned.

"Then you shall have me."

Alanna was moved to lay down with her stomach flat against the desk. Her heart raced in her chest as she looked down at the darkened mahogany wood. She felt her dress being pushed up and more toward her mid-section.

Charles worked behind her to make sure that her dress would be cleared of anything that might show others what transpired behind closed doors. Feeling his erection pressed against his pants at the site of her maiden cunt, he felt the need to be rid of them.

Tugging at the strings that held his pants up he opened the front flap and pulled himself forth. Holding his long and erect c**k in his hand he grunted as he lined it up against her. Her wetness making the tip slick against his head.

"Keep quiet."

He ordered as he slowly and carefully slid himself inside of her. She gasped and shut her eyes. It wasn't as painful as what her mother always told her about, but maybe that was because of the angle he took her at or the care he gave to her.

She heard a grunt behind her as she felt his hands coming down onto her hips. Taking a moment he slowly started to rock back and forth into her slowly. She squeezed her eyes closed as her hands balled into fists. Her face was hot as she laid there being f****d from behind by her uncle.

"C-Charles..."

She gasped softly feeling an extra uncontrolled buck into her from it. Whimpering softly she laid her forehead down against the desk. Every fiber in her body was screaming in pleasure from his rocking that was slowly changing into harder and more precise thrusting.

"Again."

He grunted wishing to hear his name fall from her lips once more. And almost like a chant she started saying his name along with every thrust.

Charles tipped his head back and shut his eyes. It had been a long time since he had f****d, he almost had forgotten what it felt like, almost. Moving his hips faster he felt her walls clenching down around him. He took this as a sign that she had came and so he pulled out quickly with a long grunt as he came on her legs. He panted, his fingers holding her hips tight enough to leave marks.

"Stay there."

He said between breaths even though it seemed like Alanna wasn't in any hurry to move. Charles slipped back and grabbed a cloth to have her clean herself up with.

Alanna laid there against the desk feeling amazing. She had indeed came and she had never felt anything quiet like that. Not even her fingers that she used when she would fantasize about this type of thing could ever compare to the real thing. Feeling a rag being pushed against her legs Alanna laid there for a moment longer until Charles had fixed her dress. She stood after that and turned slowly to look up at him.

He too had fixed himself and looked presentable now.

"Remember, not a word to anyone."

"Yes, Uncle."

"Good. You're dismissed."

Alanna gave a small nod and smoothed out her dress some more before she calmly made her way from around Charles's desk and left the room.

Alanna felt her heart in her ears. She couldn't help it. Only a few days had gone by and she found herself being summoned to Charels's chambers in the middle of a night via letter that was placed on her desk by him.

She wondered if he would take her again? Then she blushed and shook her head. Silly girl, why else would he summon her to his chambers so late during the night if not for s*x?

Her naked feet pattered down the cold stone hallway. The candle stick that she was holding flickered as shadows danced across the wall. Finally she arrived at his chambers after moving silent through the hallway being unseen by the help. She cleared her throat and smoothed out her night dress, which was snow white, and knocked on the door. When she was given the okay to enter she opened the door and slipped inside.

"We're you seen?"

Charles's voice called out. Alanna looked at him from behind. He sat in his chair that faced his roaring fireplace. She blinked slowly as she stood there not moving.

"No."

She managed to say seeing just how amazing he looked even when he was wearing his own night shirt. He didn't say anything as he continued to sit there and gaze into the flames.

Alanna didn't move a muscle not would she till he gave the orders. She felt so out of place in his room. It was large and lavish. Decorated in Linnington colors of gold and red. His bed was very large and could probably fit six people if needed. It held a canape and the sheets were a gold and red as well.

His bed sat up on a small landing that had three steps and then you'd reach the bed. Across from the bed was a table and two chairs, in which one chair Charles sat. His wardrobe sat across on the wall facing Alanna, and his balcony beside that.

"Come here, Alanna."

He commanded. Alanna jumped as she had been too focused in gazing around the room. She swallowed softly and walked forward. She placed the candlestick down on the table before walking around on her uncle's right side and stood there.

"Do you know why you're here?"

Charles questioned. Alanna was hesitant before she shook her head. Charles glanced up at her when he seen her head move in his peripheral vision.

"Don't play coy with me, Alanna. Now, I'll ask again and I expect an honest answer. Do you know why you're here?"

"T-to please you?"

She stutter feeling the heavy pressure from Charles's icy gaze.

"Yes. And how do you expect to do that?"

She fiddled with the sides of her night dress. Feeling her face warm she swallowed the knot in her throat that kept her from speaking.

"However you wish, Charles."

She said softly with a small bow of her head. Charles didn't say anything until their eyes met again.

"Discard your clothing and lay down on the bed."

He said with little to no emotion in his voice. Alanna gave another bow of her head before going to do as she was told.

Alanna laid there breathless beneath Charles. Her body arched as she was shook with such an amount of pleasure from his lips alone that it amazed her.

Then his slow and precise thrusts into her, while he held her leg up against his chest sent wave after wave of pleasure ripping through her. She tried to keep quiet as best she could as she felt his hips rubbing against her with every thrust, but it was almost impossible. Charles's grunts and groans filled her ears as his head was lowered now beside hers.

"Say it."

Charles commanded in a soft tone. Alanna tilted her head back against the pillow.

"Charles."

She moaned out given the permission to speak. She heard his breath hitch in the back of his throat when she spoke his name.

"Again."

"Charles."

"Louder."

"Charles!"

"Louder!"

"Charels!!"

She cried out feeling him lose his slow control and started thrusting forward into her like an animal. She cried out as she came, her body shaking and trembling as she felt like she did back in through office. Moments latter Charles released his seed inside of her, and she could have sworn she heard him whisper her name.

But that wasn't correct. It couldn't be.

Breathing heavily Alanna felt her body returning to the bed. She blinked her eyes open slowly as she noticed that Charles's heavy body still lay over her. She could tell that he had most of his body weight propped up on his elbows that rested beside her head.

She wasn't sure on if she should speak or not. She didn't want to anger him if he wanted her quiet after s*x.

A few moments later, Charles pulled out from her and rolled over to lay back down onto the bed. He laid there with his eyes closed. Alanna laid there as well waiting for Charles to tell her something. When no orders came and he seemed content with her laying there, she continued to lay there.

Making her bed for the night in Charles's own.