Forbidden Affairs With My Uncle

Ch 4: Marked by Uncle

•• ABIGAIL ••

I couldn't mistake the face and muscular physique of Uncle Dominick with someone else. He has a very striking and handsome face, and an intimidating aura. But something was strange with him tonight— his eyes— they were gleaming red and his breathing was heavy.

It appeared to me he wasn't in his senses. Fear gripped over my body, my wolf's first instinct was to run. Run. I don't want something forbidden to happen between me and Uncle.

With all my strength, I twirled back to make a run. "Argh" Unfortunately, before I could sprint, he grabbed my hand and pulled me in his arms.

"Omega... Strong pheromones... Mine...," he groaned, his hands roaming over my back, caressing and squeezing me against his firm body.

"No," I shrieked, pushing him away and making a quick run. And damn f**k, he raced behind me, chasing me all the way to the lonely corridor of his office.

It was a dead end, I turned back and saw him standing before me, his chest heaving in breathlessness. He grasped my shoulders, pressing me hard against the wall and growled.

"You can't run away from me."

"N-No, please..." My voice stuttered, "Uncle, come back to your senses. You can't mark me... I'm your f*****g niece..."

"MINE," he said as he grasped my nape with his strong hand, his breath reeking of alcohol. Completely ignoring my words, he buried his face in the crook of my neck and bared his fangs into the skin.

"No... what are you doing?" I cried, as his fangs released venom into my blood vessels, giving me sudden shockwaves all over my body.

I protested, wriggling my body under his strong hold only for him to sink his fangs deep into my skin. His other hand pressed my breast over the t-shirt's fabric, making my n*****s press out like hard rose buds through the fabric of my t-shirt. His grasp around my neck tightens, giving me no chance to escape. He was hurting me with his sharp fangs, I could feel blood being drained out.

Afterall he's hybrid Alpha, his half characteristics are of vampires. Scared, I squeezed my fingers on his arms, trying to leave scratches on his tattooed skin.

"Ahh... let go of me," I screamed, hitting his chest with my tiny closed fists.

He slides his hand from my breast and catches my wrists, locking above my head. He leans in, pressing his body against me harder, his thigh hard between my legs. I wasn't stupid enough to not understand he was feeling thrilled when my hardened n*****s squished against his firm chest.

He then stops feeding on my blood, and begins licking the bruises with his tongue. And goddess...oh goddess, my eyes rolled back in intense arousal.

His touch was igniting the forbidden fire inside me. The way he licked, sucked, and kissed my bruises made my core throb for him. He continues planting wet kisses on my neck, moving upto to my ears, and nibbling my earlobe.

"Ahh...," I felt weird, my knees wobbling in weakness, my body heating up like flames, my senses flying in the seventh sky. I wanted to stop him, everything he was doing to me was morally wrong. We shouldn't be doing this...

However it was too late— my eyes snapped open and a light shade of purple flashed in my blue eyes. My omega wolf awakened inside me, recognising the man who has claimed me. I became 'HIS'. I was finally marked by my hybrid Alpha mate, my pheromones becoming stronger and intoxicating Dominick's wolf even more.

"Fuck..." he cursed, dragging me to his office. He didn't even bother to enter the password in the door lock instead kicked it with his boot's sole, opening it wide.

He pulls me inside, slamming the doors behind and clears the documents from his office desk. He then holds my waist with both hands, lifting me up and making me sit on it.

"Damn fuck... I'm going crazy...," he hissed, breathing against my face, his eyes glowing red in lust and attraction towards me. I couldn't tell if he knew I'm Abigail or he's just viewing me as his omega mate.

He held my one hand in his and guided it down to his pulsing bulge in pants. His other hand cupped my face, his thumb stroking my lips.

"Can you feel how hard I'm for you, Omega?" He growled huskily, making my hand press on the aching c**k. "I have never been aroused by any female before... You are the first one to challenge my self-control..."

He was whispering those erotic words with very emotional expressions, for a second I forgot that he was the man who made me run on the tracks for straight 6 hours.

"Allow me to kiss your lips...," he groans hoarsely, bringing his face close to mine. "I want to devour you... Will you allow me to do it, omega?"

'f**k, who said a man asking for woman's consent isn't hot?'

Right now, he was making my toes curl, my panty wet, begging for his touch. I crossed the line, wrapping my hands around his broad shoulders, I pressed my lips against his. He thawed instantly, kissing me urgently, his fingers sinking in my cheeks as he deepened the kiss.

I could feel his tongue wiggling with mine, sucking my lips and biting on them. His other hand popped the shirt's upper buttons, and pressed my right palm on his tattooed chest.

I was in awe — his chest, his arms and back were inked, covered in frightening tattoos. But what made my heart flutter more than anything was his racing heart, beating so fast that my breathing quickened.

He then runs his hand inside my t-shirt, groping on my bra and giving a tight squeeze to either of my breasts.

"Mmm...," I moaned in his mouth, my fingers curling on his tautening muscles.

He tucked his two fingers in the elastic of my bra, and pushed it up, allowing my breasts to breathe in his calloused palm. He touched them like that's what he prayed for to the Moon Goddess, circling his index finger around my n*****s, pressing them, and fondling them one by one.

His other hand abandoned my face and reached under my skirt, spreading my thighs for him to press his hard bulge on my wet panty.

"Oh... These lovely t**s," he groans, breaking the kiss and bending down to my chest.

He lifts up my t-shirt and wraps his attractive red lips on my left breast, sucking me dry.

My head falls back in unimaginable pleasure, my back arching for him, my legs clasping around his slim, tight waist, and pulling him closer.

"Mm... Why are you so good at this?" I whimpered, hot breathing escaping my lips as I squeezed my eyes shut. It was so embarrassing for me— I was marked and now getting claimed by my uncle. Even if he's just a stepson of my grandfather, he's still morally someone I shouldn't f**k with.

'How am I going to explain this to my grandfather, to my parents or to anyone!’

"Ah... please...," my moans became intense, his scent making me lose the last ounce of sanity. I can't believe I was going to get mated by a rogue hybrid Alpha... The rogues I have grown up hating and condemning their existence.

I was so aroused to understand anything, my omega eyes staring at him with so much love and devotion. That moment I was willing to go against anyone for having him f**k me, kiss me, make me his Luna.

And just as I was expecting him to touch me down there, he stopped all of sudden. Confused, I checked on him, "Why did you stop, Mate?"