His Sinful Cravings

Blue-eyed devil

Emery POV

A soft knock appeared on my door just when I was about to turn off my night lamp and retire for the day.

Dad had a frown on his face when I opened the door. I knew that he was the one knocking because Asher had gone home.

Dinner was horrible, all thanks to a handsome blue-eyed devil.

“I need you to hand this to your uncle. He has given me enough headache for the night; I can't tolerate him anymore.” Dad pulled out a phone from his sweatpants and added it to the paper he placed in my hand.

I glanced down at the paper and saw that it was a set of rules he created for his stepbrother.

Dad gently brushed my hair, easing the glare that had formed between my brows. “Just hand him the paper and the phone. He forgot his phone at the dining table, and the battery is completely dead.” He shakes his head. It didn't seem as though he was surprised, almost as though he was used to his brother's reckless behavior.

I don't want to see that blue-eyed devil as much as Dad. I'm his mate, but it can never work out. No one must know that I'm mated to my uncle.

“Okay, Dad.” I said in a defeated tone.

Dad gave me a peck on the cheek and let out a tired yawn as he walked away. His shoulders were relieved; I just took away a burden from him.

I stared at the items in my hand and then down the corridor where Uncle's room was.

This isn't going to be hard; all I just need to do is to knock and hand them to him.

How difficult can it be?

When I knocked at Xavier's door, there was no response. Wondering if there was no one inside, I twist the doorknob, and it opens. His door wasn't locked.

I stepped inside his room, moving with slow steps as I looked around. There was an open luggage filled with expensive clothes on the bed. When I stepped closer to the bed, I heard the sound of running water; knowing that Xavier was taking a shower brought a blush to my cheek as my dirty mind pictured how his naked body would look like. It wasn't the first time I had caught myself imagining something I shouldn't, and for some reason, it only happened when Xavier was involved.

Suddenly I feel conscious of my nightwear. My short and thin tank top. I can't let him see me like this; I need to get out of here.

I gaze around the room, looking for a suitable place to leave Xavier's things so that he would be able to see them immediately after stepping out of the shower.

Indecisive about where to drop them, I place them on the bed, close to his open luggage. I hesitated from taking a step out of Xavier's room; a part of me wanted to leave, but another insane part of me that wanted to see what my mate looked like naked was tempting me with ideas of secretly peeking on him.

The door to the bathroom pushes open, breaking me out of my indecisive state. My breath seized as my eyes came in contact with the blue-eyed devil.

A small smirk pulled on his lips as I fought the urge to run my eyes over his body. He didn't step out with a towel. He stepped out completely naked, and from the way his hungry gaze was running over my legs and then my hard n*****s that showed through my top, I knew that he was doing this on purpose.

My eyes betrayed me and dragged through the muscular length of his body. His body was far more impressive than what I had imagined. He had a flower tattoo on his upper right arm; I couldn't stop myself from staring at it because it was my favorite flower, ‘lilies.’ There was slanted writing hidden at the side of his arm; I couldn't get a good look at it to know what it was.

I'm a few minutes away from opening my mouth and letting a drool out because of how damned good this blue-eyed devil looks. This is the first time I'm seeing his tattoo; whenever I stalk him on Paisley's page, he always has his shirt on.

I looked from his pack muscle to his d**k that was mildly hard. He was huge, and I should have turned my eyes away, but I couldn't.

Heat gathered at my stomach as a desirous ache formed between my legs.

I have never had s*x before and always imagined that my first time would be with Asher, but now I want it to be with Xavier.

Xavier gave a light chuckle and moved to his open luggage. Breaking me out of the lustful spell I had trapped myself in.

I blush furiously with embarrassment because of how long I had been staring at my uncle's d**k like a dirty hoe.

The room feels hot, and I want to bury myself alive. “I… I… I…” What's wrong with me? Why am I stuttering like an i***t? “I… I only came to your room because Dad wants me to drop some things for you.” My voice was breathy and low; I avoided his eyes as I pointed to the side of the bed.

My cheek was burning hot as I turned to leave.

“Wait.” Xavier commands in a hoarse tone. “I brought a gift for you.” His voice turns soft as he places a small black box over my face.

I took it as I noticed the small golden initials at the side of the box. ‘X.R.’

A gasp escapes me as I realize that my anonymous friend who had been sending me gifts for years was him.

I should reject this. He's my uncle; I can't have anything to do with him.

Still, I couldn't talk enough reasons into myself to stop myself from seeing the beautiful diamond necklace that was inside the box.

“You like it?” Xavier asked softly.

I brought my eyes to his; he was closer to me than he was before. Lustful heat radiated between us, and I want him to reach out and touch me.

I arch towards him, and his dark eyes notice my slight movement, staring at my breasts.

“If you want more, you are free to take it.” His dark voice made me bite my lip and shamelessly stare at his naked body, stopping at his hard d**k. I want to touch him and feel him. Every part of me was buzzing with lust.

“You can touch me if you want,” Xavier said in a breathy tone as though he could read my mind. “We are mates; I'm all yours, cupcake.”

Mate… the haze in my eyes cleared as I remembered that we can't be mates.

This blue-eyed devil was seducing me.

I stepped back away from him, ignoring the ache between my legs as I glared at him. “We aren't, mate. We can't be, mate.” My voice was weak; I was barely able to convince myself. I need to get out of here.

Dark blue eyes harden at me. “Deny it all you want, but I'm going to make you admit it.”

I gulped down in fear and ran out of his room with the little black box in my hand.