63. TAME THE BEAST

Book:FATED TO MY UNCLE Published:2025-2-9

~YULIA.
This was wrong.
Everything about it screamed abomination but by the goddess it felt so good!
To the outside world, he was meant to be my uncle my family my blood. But to me, he was something so much more. He was my secret sin. My secret lust. He was a beast my beast to tame.
It had been a gamble but I had taken it anyway. In fact, I had no idea if it was going to work but ever since I read the obscure words from the mysterious book Dean Davina showed me, I was seeing things in a whole new light.
My visions had changed. I could see things in darkness… and light.
As I sat on the work table in his garage, I could see the dark side of Issa Frostwood. Crawling towards me with a need that scared me in his eyes. I could also see Iran beneath his eyes, watching as he slowly stalked towards me on all fours.
They were both conscious, Issa and Iran. Two powerful beings in one body. This act among us had gone beyond just mere sex. I was aware of how deadly and dangerous Iran was. I was also aware of how Issa fought him everyday and yet here I was naked… horny and playing with fire.
A fire that threatened to consume me. A fire that was so attractive, a fire that promised a sensual burn that I could not resist..
I could feel how hot he was for me as he got closer. He sniffed at my stocking-covered feet, giving them soft kisses until he got to my thighs. I watched him trail kisses up my left leg, then he did the same to my right leg. He took his time, like time was something that was owned by him.
I moaned as he placed a firm kiss on the inside of my left thigh close to my pussy. I gasped as he did the same to my right inner thigh. The feelings were both different and at the same time, the same.
I wrapped my legs around his neck and ran my hands through his messy locks of hair. I could feel the warm moisture pooling out of my pussy.
I watched him breathe on my clit and I moaned. I bit my lips in anticipation.
He slowly lapped at my swollen labia.
“Oh, fuck,” I whispered as my legs tightened around his neck.
He continued the slow tongue motion and my hips moved in rhythm with his hot oral strokes.
“Look at me…” I whispered.
And that was when I saw two different sets of eyes looking up at me. I had no idea if it was biologically possible but it was.
Issa’s forest green eye was on the right, while Iran’s blood red eye was on the left. They were both watching as their tongue brought me to the edge. It was so strange to look in those eyes and yet so arousing at the same time.
“Fuck me harder with that long tongue,” I said as I vibrated with need.
Their tongue deftly parted my labia and filled up the walls of my pussy and I squeezed his tongue with the muscles of my slit as I cried out with pleasure. I grabbed his head as tears of pleasure threatened to flow out of my eyes.
This was fucking crazy. I never knew that someone could be fucked as hard and as good as this. I mean I had been fucked before but not like this. This was different, this was enchanting, it was seductive and evil and dangerous and enchanting all at once.
And I knew I did not want this to stop.
“Don’t move,” I whispered almost maniacally and began to grind my hips against his face as I held him in place. I knew that I was being selfish, making him satisfy my lust alone but a girl had to be selfish sometimes to get what she wants.
He was nothing but obedient as I fucked his face. My breathing had become ragged with lust and I was reduced to a whimpering mess as I came on his face.
I shuddered, then collapsed backwards as I caught my breath. He kept on working me with his tongue and this time, his whole mouth covered up my clit and he kept on sucking, leaving me no time nor room to recover from my orgasm.
I let out a scream at the feeling he evoked and the craziest part of it all was that I knew there was still more pleasure to come. This was merely a small taste compared to what he could really do to me.
I grabbed his hair as my hips bucked against his face. “Yes, yes, fuck, yes,” I whimpered as I felt his hot tongue dance over my sensitive slit.
My eyes began to see stars as I felt what he was doing to me up inside my brain.
“Don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop…” I pleaded in a trembling voice, almost as if I was going to cry as I felt my second climax building up.
I almost passed out from ecstasy as I came the second time. My legs grew limp and I dropped them from his neck. Then I pushed him back gently as I tried to stop myself from going unconscious. I had no idea his tongue was going to be this good.
A naughty thought came into my head as I sat up. He was still on his knees waiting. So I got down from the table and grabbed him by his hair. I loved the feel of his hair in my palm. I stood in front of his kneeling form and bent over him before claiming his mouth with a hunger that surprised me.
It felt so hot tasting myself from his tongue. I sighted his tie on the floor and I smiled. Another idea had popped up in my head.
I looked down at him and saw that his eyes were closed and his nostrils were flaring. He seemed so much at peace. I realized that he was savoring… enjoying the smell of my juices slicked and smeared all over his face.
I wanted to feel the same.
“Get up,” I said in a firm voice.
He slowly got to his feet, towering over me by a lot of inches. His eyes were open now, watching me intensely… waiting.
I realized that he was waiting for my next command.
“Hands behind your back,” I whispered with a mischievous smile.
He obeyed. I turned my back to him and bent down with my ass up, giving him a good view of both my holes as I picked up his tie. His cock twitched in response and I smiled in satisfaction.
I walked behind him and used his tie to bind his wrist together tightly. I walked to his front and grabbed his cock with one hand, he inhaled sharply in response and began to lead him to the living room.
This beast was all mine.