"You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire."
I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... 
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Harboring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?

Sinful Desires: My Uncle Is Mine

She didn't seem bad. I asked if I could stay with them until I got my footing, and she agreed without asking questions. To be on the safer side, I told her about the pregnancy, knowing she would realize that sooner or later. Surprisingly, she was cool with it. I could tell she wanted to know more about me and how I ended up in such a situation, but she didn't question me. She was true to her words, giving me time to adjust. 


It had been eight days since I woke up in the strange room. I'd gotten to know the rest of the household. She has 4 kids. Three daughters and a son, who looks so much like the father, Kristen. 


Like his wife, Kirsten had no problems with having me in the house. He was accommodating and so were their children. They never dealt with me like strangers, making me feel like I belonged here with them. 


Chapter 49