To Put a Ring on Your Finger

Even after we had sex more than ten times, when we laid down on my bed, he insisted in staying inside me, not moving, just to stay with his huge cock buried inside me. I loved it, because I felt drugged on his scent, and I could not really think of anything else but him. With him like that, just inside me, I hugged his chest, mine against his, feeling him everywhere.

"I love you," I breathed against his skin.

"I love you more, love," he whispered back. And after some long minutes in silence, just listening to each other's huffed breaths, caressing one another, he broke it, "What are we going to do?"

I swallowed, "I don't know."

"You better not expect me to even consider stop being with you just because you are my niece and I'm actually your uncle, because that ain't going to happen, yeah?" He warned me and I felt my entire body relaxing. "What? You thought I would do that?"

"Maybe. I don't want to stop either, but this complicates it all! And they all know you are dating someone, and that I'm dating someone. And though mom and the rest don't know, the friends that came with me, and Cecylia and uncle know that it's you. Plus your best friend and cousin!"

He clicked his tongue, "Hm, and Izac and his wife."

My eyes widened, "You mean my uncle? He knows?"

"I may have called him when I was freaking out, and drunk, and told him I was going insane because my girlfriend turned out to be our niece and Noralina's daughter. And he just… straight up burst out laughing at me, and as his wife was with him, she heard it," he told me.

"You do know we are being incestuous here, right?"

Sigh, "Truthfully? I don't care," he chuckled and adjusted me to be straddling up on his lap, still with him buried inside me, still dripping with his insane load of cum. "I love you, Zofya. This misunderstanding is all Noralina's fault. Had she not given you that impression of me to you, or refused to let us meet you before, we would have known each other. Though I have a feeling that even if we did, we would still end up like this, with you in my bed, me addicted to you tight pussy, your womb addicted to my cock and seed, me claiming your virginity, and in love with one another. But at least we can blame her."

That got a laugh out of me, "Maybe yeah. But what are going to do now, Rafał?" Swallowing, I played with his hair that was now a mess. "How will your family react to this? Are we just going to go there and tell mom that we've been together before we knew who one another were? Or what?"

"I mean, there are many cousins that date each other in my side of the family, so what? In your paternal family too, if I'm not wrong. And I meant what I told you, love, I am going to marry you, so, we better sort this out, yeah? Because I can't wait to put a ring on your finger, especially not now that I know you are emancipated. Though I still can't believe I fucked my 16-year-old niece, it feels unholy."

Pressing my lips on his, his hands came to my hips and made me start moving over him, riding him slowly, "Well, we ain't as fucked up as Lia and uncle Krystian, father and daughter, who are secretly fucking and dating each other for a while," I mocked. "You know, right?"

He crunched his nose, "Ugh, I caught them accidentally."

A nod, "I know, she called me freaking out saying my uncle caught them on it. You know what's funny? I was right in the villa next to theirs."

"What?" He gasped. "You were there?"

"I was, yeah. I inherited the villa from dad, it was my childhood home, and I'm now reforming it with my company, that I also inherited from him. I'm reforming it myself with them, so, I was checking on it, and then she called me. And though I'm quite angry that they knew who we were to each other and said nothing, they did try to bring you up lots of times, but as I thought you were King and I had a bad image of you because of all that mom said, I really had no desire in meeting you at al," I chuckled. "At the same time as I was craving to see you again. Isn't that ironic?"

Impaling me with his cock one again, Rafał switched up, and caged me with his body above me, still into me, thrusting hard, "What's more ironic is that back in my apartment, we both talked with the same freaking person on the phone without knowing. And when I told Noralina to go annoy someone else, she quickly called you."

Enlacing my legs around him again, I slapped his shoulder, "You shouldn't have called her Noralina, asshole."

"How would I know that my sister was by girlfriend's mom?" He gasped. "Do you know what is missing on you, love?"

I felt my heartbeat quickening, "What?" I whispered.

"My surname," he grinned in the most melting way possible. "My surname will look amazing on you, love. Zofya Magdalena Fiaich Turovska Reid-Novak," he purred over my lips. "Zofya Magdalena Fiaich Reid-Novak," he stole me a kiss, "or Zofya Magdalena Turovska Reid-Novak. What do you prefer to be called when I marry you? Do you want to get married at 17 or 18? Do you want to move to my apartment or your villa?"

"You are giving me hope," I pouted.

"And I mean it, love," he grabbed my chin with one hand and kissed me hard. "I don't care if it's too quick or not. I couldn't care less. All I care is to make you officially mine, to put a ring on your finger, to marry you, to live with you, to have kids with you, to have everything with you. I was certain of this the second I thought you died, that you are the love of my life and I cannot let you go. No matter what. I was scared of you not wanting to be with me because I'm your uncle for a second when you passed out after seeing me, but I'm not anymore. Aren't you mine, baby girl?"

My hips moved more against him, "I'm yours, daddy."

"Will you be mine, baby girl?"

"I'm already yours, daddy," I cried.

"Will you be my wife?" He purred.

"Yes," I kissed him. "Will you be my husband?"

"Bloody hell yeah!" He kissed me back. "I love you, baby girl."

Again, I felt another triple wave or orgasms hit me aggressively, "I love you, daddy," I cried and when I did, he came again into me.

"If you ever runaway from me again, I'll hunt you down to the end of the world, got it, baby girl?" He warned.

"Mmmm… yes, daddy!"

After kissing again, and again, and again, he paused it, "Do you want to tell them about us now, or at the end of the holidays, love?"

"At the end… I want to enjoy being forbidden with you. I want to enjoy the hush of trying not to get caught, the adrenaline," I breathed.

He bit my bottom lip, "Then let's play the forbidden game for now. But by the end of it, I'm asking for your hand to Noralina, got it?"

My entire face burned, "That better be a promise."

"It is," then he kissed me again.