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Uncle Cregan was a creep and Jace was terrified to be alone with him.
His gaze upon her body, which curves were starting to finally take shape, made her skin crawl. The curl of his lips upwards into a wolfish smile, revealing his sharp teeth, made her feel naked, like he was shredding her clothing, wanting to bite the flesh underneath.
Jace shivered at the thought of his teeth anywhere near her uncovered body as she made her way to the bathroom to relieve herself.
What she didn’t know, is that the wolf was not far behind, trailing after her scent.
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“Fuck,” Jace cursed under her breath, eyeing the blood that soaked the crotch of her underwear. She thought she wasn’t supposed to start for a few more days, but it made sense because of the dull ache in her lower back, recent cravings for carbs, and intense horny feelings she was having for her oldest cousin, lately. The taboo thought of him—his fingers, tongue, or dick—deep inside her, made her pussy throb. She would have to finger fuck herself later tonight, imagining his practiced fingers in her place.
She felt a gush of liquid seep out of her at the thought, but ignored it looking around for a tampon or pad.
“Damn,” she sighed, not finding anything to use. Jace wadded up some toilet paper and blotted her underwear then used some as a makeshift pad.
She pulled up her underwear and skirt, eyeing her body in the mirror, biting her lip at the strong reflection staring back at her. Long chestnut curls past her ampled apple sized breasts, brown eyes lined with long lashes, heart shaped face with rosy cheeks, and an angular nose—a physical resemblance she’d inherited from her mother. The only blemish being the breakout on her chin she concealed with makeup before leaving home.
And lastly she eyed her stomach and hips, where the skirt flared out towards her shapely legs. Putting on the skirt in hopes her cousin, who had been drinking and ignoring her all day—flirting with Baela—made her heart sink. She wanted to cry, but instead she gripped the edges of the sink, taking a deep breath in and out, hearing a knock on the door.
“Almost finished!” She yelled out a bit more loudly than she wished, not wanting to give away the hint of anger laced with sadness in her voice. She hastily rubbed at her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater and opened the door. Jace's heart sank at who was on the other side of it.
Swallowing and staring up at him, Jace felt her bones immediately stiffen, not daring to move another inch towards him. His huge bulk took up all the space in the doorframe and she was trapped, unable to move past him unless she asked, but she was scared—meek as a mouse.
“Well, hello, little niece,” her uncle’s voice was husky as it greeted her with all the warmth of a beer sitting out in the sun all day; foamy and bloated. “I’ve gotta piss and was wondering who was hogging up the bathroom.” Jace just gaped at him, still frozen to the spot, as he lifted her off her feet and set her aside. He walked past her smirking, his leather boots loud on the tiled floor.
Stopping in front of the toilet, she watched her uncle unzip his jeans, his belt falling to the floor with a noisy clink, hearing his urine hit the water in a loud stream. He sighed satisfied, and Jace swore she could smell the warm beer radiating from his piss. Sour and acrid. The scent triggered her fight or flight and Jace turned to leave, flutter away freely and quietly before—
“I don’t think so, sweet niece,” the door shut suddenly and a hand grasped her wrist, with no intention of letting her go. He turned the lock into place at the same time twisting her to face him.
How had she not heard him stalking towards her? He was always so noisy in everything he did. Walking, talking, inappropriately howling at every little thing. Pissing in front of her. He was a beast. And now he had his dirty hands on her, without her permission.
“How dare you touch me, uncle!” Jace seethed through her teeth, biting back, tired of his uncivilized behavior. “Especially after touching,” she glanced down at his crotch, the words stuck in her throat, unable to utter a sound when she saw it.
It was huge, grossly huge—like every part of him. Thick, veiny and sticking out straight from a nest of dark, coarse ungroomed pubic hair. A dribble of piss was still visible on the tip of it.
“This,” he ran his fist along the shaft, his cockhead peeking out from the foreskin. “What? Has my little niece never seen a cock before?”
Jace was dumbstruck, only ever reading about these types of monstrosities in the monster erotica stories she’d secretly search for incognito under her covers, late at night. Fiction she’d get so wet to and masturbate until her juices dripped all over her, making her sheets beneath her messy and sticky.
A sinister chuckle broke through her cock hazed thoughts. “I’m guessing by your deer in headlights look, that you never have.” Her uncle leaned down towards her predatorily, “I’m glad mine will be the first and last you’ll ever want to see.” His breath tickled her ear, reeking of burnt charcoal and beer, “the first and last you’ll ever want to fuck.”
Jace tore her tender flesh from his grip and reached out to slap his cheek, but he caught it again, grunting wildly. His eyes stared straight into hers, gleaming with uncontrollable lust. Then her gaze followed his eyes as he looked over at her hand, both of their eyes widening at the blood dried on her fingers.
Shit, she had forgotten to wash them afterwards.
“This blood? Tell Uncle Cregan where this is from, little Jacaerys.” His tone was shockingly soft as he held her fingers up as if in awe, inspecting her digits as if they were a new dessert he wanted to devour. “Please, niece, tell me.”
Jace felt a pulse low in her belly at this different side of her uncle, she’d never seen. It was like day verse night. Like the beast was turning human.
Another pulse raced through her, but this time it was a dull achy cramp. She moaned, rubbing her free hand over her throbbing belly.
“Fuck,” her uncle whined, “this blood is from your cunt, isn’t it, sweetheart? My little girl touched her bleeding cunt and forgot to wash her hands? Don’t worry, daddy will clean them. Make it all better.” A shiver shook through Jace at her Uncle's uttering daddy and she gasped when he sucked her fingers into his mouth lewdly and loudly, his tongue threatening to lick the prints off her pads. A strangled groan escaped the back of his throat and he closed his eyes tightly.
Jace just watched, mesmerized that this was the same man who’d grossed her out for her whole life.
But somehow this scene, with her bloody fingers shoved into her uncle’s wet mouth, didn’t gross her out in the slightest. It did the complete opposite, making her belly flip flop, her cunt throb.
Jace fidgeted from side and to side and squeezed her thighs together, hoping to ease the pressure, but her uncle noticed and released her clean fingers with a wet pop, a strand of his saliva trailing from them.
“Oh, my little princess must be so sensitive.” Cregan picked her up effortlessly, making her squeal, depositing her onto the bathroom counter next to the sink. “Let daddy take a peek and see how he can help his princess out.” He pushed Jace back towards the mirror, spreading her legs, pushing up her skirt. He pulled her knees apart slowly, teasing her and Jace bit her lip, shaking nervously.
“Fuck, little one, you’ve bled through your panties. You’ve ruined them.”
His hands were on either side of the inside of her thighs, so close to her cunt. Jace instinctively squeezed them together once more, itching for his hands to move closer towards that place that needed touching. Cregan massaged circles into her flesh and Jace moaned bringing a hand towards her core, but her uncle smacked it away before she even skimmed the top of her underwear.
“Wait! Please!” Her voice was whiny and it sounded like a little girl’s, impatient. She had never needed hands on her cunt this bad, let alone her creepy uncle’s filthy touch near her most intimate place.
“No, no, Jacaerys. You don’t want to get your fingers dirty after daddy just cleaned them, do you?” He glanced up at her with gray eyes saturated with lust. “Gods, you’re so tiny underneath my hands, squirming and blushing.”
He could crush her body with his hands, snap her bones like a twig with his tree trunk sized arms. But her wolf of an uncle, was being more patient than she was and it made her want him—his touch—on her innocent, inexperienced body.
“I just- my body aches and my belly feels like it’s on f-fire.” She admitted shyly looking up at him through her dark lashes. “And it hurts between my legs the most, where I bleed.” Jace bit her lip, using the word to hopefully trigger that animalistic side of him. “It’s all warm and hot and w-wet there, uncle.”
And trigger him it did, the wolf finally shedding its human skin as he ripped her ruined underwear off her, exposing her drenched cunt to a man for the first time.
He stuffed her ruined scrap in the pocket of his flannel shirt. Something for him to use later, she figured.
“And you don’t shave? My niece's hairy cunt all for me?" Her uncle made a guttural noise between a grunt and a groan. "Spread your legs wider. Let me see your pretty pussy, niece.” then spread her inner labia, revealing the pink velvet of her hole, with the evidence of her period mixed with her slick.
“Fuck, sweet baby, you’re still intact?” He traced the outer edge of her virginity. “How many of your fingers have you had up your cunt?”
“Only t-two,” Jace said quietly, her blood pounding in her ears, trying to remember to breathe. “I c-can't fit anymore.”
“Fucking hell, too tight for your own fingers? And how is daddy gonna fit his cock in his little girl’s hole?” He shook off his button up and lifted the hem of his undershirt revealing his hairy chest and thick arms. And his cock stood even straighter, the shaft even girthier. The veins looked like they would pop any second from the strain.
“I– I-,” Jace just gawked at the size of it, wider than her forearm, and wondered how even the tip would fit.
“It’s okay, baby, don’t hurt your little head thinking too hard. Daddy will make sure it fits one way or the other. Now take off your shirt and show me the sweet tits I know your mama gave you.”
Jacaerys shakily took off her shirt, discarding her bralette with it, as her naked breasts bounced in front of her uncle.
“God, look at those gorgeous tits. You have puffier nipples than her, though.” He groped one breast, pulling tightly on the nipple, then shoved a thick finger inside her, startling her. Jace cried out at the sudden stretch as he started pumping roughly. “But fuck, you are snug. My tiny niece has the tightest pussy and the most perfect tits.”
She clamped around her uncle’s finger as he shoved another inside her and held onto her breast.
“Ahh, that h-hurts, uncle! Please!”
Cregan answered her with a hungry kiss to her lips as he curled his fingers inward. Her first kiss. She had dreamed of something way more romantic than this—not her first time getting finger fucked and groped in a bathroom, by her uncle.
Cregan bit her lip, making Jace gasp as he shoved his tongue inside her, pulling her hips forward towards the edge of the counter. Her uncle crudely removed his fingers wetly, replacing them with the fat head of his cock, using her juices to fist over his shaft. Jace opened her mouth to protest, still feeling the burn of his fingers inside her pussy.
“Just the tip, I promise, sweet Jace. Your uncle’s cock needs a place to rest.” Jace was thinking how she could still smell the beer on his breath, as his hands gripped her skirt and in one thrust he shoved her onto his cock. Not the head like he has promised, but the entirety of it.
Cregan grunted out in pleasure as Jace screamed in pain. It felt like a knife shoved deep in her, making her insides cramp and pussy contract trying to dispel the monstrous thing inside her.
“No! No! Take it out! It hurts!” Jace rasped through tears trying to push her uncle away from her with fists, no longer wanting his touch on her body. She thrashed around in agony, shaking her head.
“Yesss, keep fighting me, sweet girl. It only makes you clamp harder around my cock.”
Jace immediately stopped moving, her pussy spasming around his cock.
“You p-promised you’d only put the tip in…”
“How could I, when your cunt is bleeding and you fit so beautifully around me?” He brushed her hair back from her forehead and trailed a hand down Jace’s face, his thumb grazing over her lip and Jace bit down hard, fighting him back.
“So my little niece wants a taste of the big bad wolf, huh? Let me show you how nasty daddy can be.” Cregan responded by withdrawing from her cunt and slamming into her in a harsh thrust. Jace wailed begging him to stop, but he wrapped his hand around her throat and took his pleasure from her body, cutting off her complaints, not giving a fuck that he was brutalizing her cunt.
Her pussy was sore, burning with every barbaric rape into her. Her uncle was violent, sweat dripping from him, her throat raw from his giant paw wrapped around her neck. Jace had to get him to stop before he choked her to death.
Glancing down, she saw her belly bulge with each rut into her cunt. Jace placed her hands on the spot where she could feel him disappear and reappear, pressing hard against her guts. This caught his attention and he hissed, releasing the pressure on her throat. She gasped for air, gulping air into her lungs, thankful this had worked.
“Naughty, naughty niece, you found daddy’s cock. The harder you press, the harder you help me cum.” Jace just glared at him, wanting to spit in his face, but obeyed, wanting him to finish and discard her.
She applied pressure and her uncle started rasping, breathing raggedly. Her cunt was sensitive, hurting with each thrust, and after a while she felt a familiar sensation, making her panic.
“Uncle, please, I need to- to…pee. Please!” She croaked, her bladder beyond its limit, hoping he’d take pity on her.
“Well, go ahead sweetheart.” Cregan said, his smile sugar sweet, making her stomach churn, like acidic rot decaying within her.
“I can’t…that’s not…no!” Jace removed her hands to her side and refused to help him cum.
“Well, then, let daddy help.” Cregan slapped her breast hard, then pushed the wide palm of his hand onto her small belly, applying ten times more pressure than she did.
She squealed as her bladder couldn’t take it, hissing as her piss sprayed hotly onto her uncle’s cock, who spat loudly onto his fingers and pressed them to her clit, starting to stroke it.
“Goddamnit, that’s it Jace, piss on your uncle. Claim that which is yours, niece. Daddy’s getting real close, now.” He took one of her puffy nipples into his mouth, sucking desperately, rubbing her swollen clit roughly.
Jace sobbed weakly, her body too tired to fight off the pleasure now shotgunning through her like a bullet. She tried wrapping her legs around her uncle, reaching for him with her hands, but he was too bulky and immovable.
“Ahh, now my niece is desperate to cum, hmm? Does daddy’s cock feel good inside you, now?”
“Please…yes!”
“Good girl, taking my cock like a good little slut.”
He twisted Jace’s body to the side changing the angle of his cock penetrating her. This made her more snug around him.
Jace cried hoarsely as he hit her cervix, brushing and bruising it with every fuck into her.
“Fuck!” She shrieked shamefully.
“Yeah, baby, you feel daddy against your cervix? Gonna put my cum deep inside, fill you up nice and full.” He rasped gruffly, her whole body shaking with each thrust. “Rub your cunt for daddy.” She rubbed furiously at her clit, her swollen cunt squelching obscenely now.
“That’s it, you're getting close, sweet girl. Made for cumming on uncle's cock. I’ll have to take you home and breed you everyday until you're fat with my baby. Fuck you in front of everyone, so they know you belong to me!”
Jace kneaded her breast, tweaking her nipple, needing to cum desperately not caring whose cock was inside, drawing out her orgasm—destroying her.
“Fuck, Jacaerys, you’re so hott, baby. So pretty and perfect like this.” His praise turned her insides to molten lava, lighting a fire that was building low in her belly. “My brother’s daughter that he made you just for me. To fuck, full of my seed, didn’t he?” The mention of her deceased father, made Jace’s heart beat faster, the fire beneath her blaze, swell with a sweet heat.
“Answer me, little niece. Your daddy made you especially for me, didn’t he?” Cregan’s breath was erratic, his hips pistoning into her in short thrusts, her hole drooling sloppily around his cock.
“Yes! Yes, daddy! Made only for you!” Jace keened, screeching as the fire exploded in her belly like a sharp hot grenade, powerful and pervasive. Her tender pussy clamping around her uncle’s meat inside her, trying to suck him further in, never wanting him to leave.
“AHHHHH! Fucking hell, Jace!” Her wolf howled deep and guttural, his hands a death grip on her ass, as her nails raked over his hairy chest, over his thumping heart, scratching harshly, blood bubbling up. Her brand against him that he wickedly and wholeheartedly accepted, swallowing her ragged cries of pleasure with his lips, that he stole from her body.
Her cunt gushes a mixture of her blood and juices, coating and marking him in her succulent scent as he floods her guts with his cum; her uncorrupted womb now forever possessed by her uncle.
Cregan collapses against her small body, sweaty and sticky, after her pussy drains his balls of every last bit of his semen.
Jace cruelly feels satiated, sore, and absolutely soiled. She knows her body stinks of her uncle, his sweat and semen seeping from her skin.
“U- uncle, my body hurts…my pussy–please.” She hears him groan against her breast, his tongue snaking out and lightly lapping at her nipple, before lifting his weight off her.
She gasps as he drags his cock out of her thoroughly fucked cunt, cum oozing out of it and onto the counter.
“Look at that, little Jacaerys. Have you ever seen such a glorious sight? Uncle’s cum dripping from his bleeding, sloppy niece’s cunt?” He gathered the cum that had spilled from her and stuck his fingers into his mouth, eyes rolling back into his skull.
“We taste so good together, baby. Salty and sweet mixed with your tangy blood.” Cregan shocked her by dropping to his knees his mouth inches from her pussy. “Let daddy clean his dirty cunt.” His mouth latched onto her, unbearably hot and soft and wet. Jace bucked as his beard scratched her labia and he applied suction to her swollen hole, messily slurping and sucking her clean of their spend.
She entangled her hands into her uncle’s unruly hair, which reminded her of her father’s wild curls.
“Yes! Yes, daddy, please eat my cunt!” Her encouragement made him groan against her, sending vibrations through Jace.
Running his rough textured tongue along the entirety of her, he licked and laved, savoring every coppery drop her drenched cunt offered, cleaning her entirely. Her uncle thirsted for more, though, and wrapped his lips around her overstimulated clit and sucked the rigid nub.
Jace cried, her hands clawing at his hair, scraping his scalp. “No, uncle! No! S-stop! I’m too s-sensitive!” But Cregan just grunted, pushed her legs higher into her chest, loudly sucking her clit, devouring her violently, overwhelming her.
He pushed three thick fingers into her, and she immediately tensed, a fresh surge of fluids seeping from her. Jace audibly wept at the intrusion of being stretched beyond her body’s limits again.
Cregan continued curling his fingers against her ruined inner flesh, hitting a spongy rough patch, purposefully over and over again. He swirled his tongue around her hardened clit at the same time adding a fourth finger to her soaked hole and battered her hole with his digits, his jagged nails scrape her walls.
Jace gave in, defeated, her body losing the war, as pressure built in her bladder once more. His mouth left her clit, his beard wet with her juices. He pressed against her lower belly, making her gasp. “Come on, sweet girl, I know you can do it. Squirt for your uncle.” He kept his pressure on her belly with one hand, his fifth and final finger slipping into her creamy cunt, making a fist against Jace’s innards. She thrashed and wailed against the unwanted hand all the way inside her, feeling like her cunt and guts would tear.
”Goddamn, look at my fist deep in you. My cock prepared you for this. Next time I’ll shove it down your throat and in your ass! Claim all your holes, niece!" He growled, selfish and possessively.
Jace screamed and convulsed, the intrusion inside her too much. Her pussy contracted and strangled her uncle's fist, before he held her down and wrenched it free, as she sprayed his face and beard. Cregan's fingers rubbed her clit roughly and opened his mouth. Her pussy continued squirting, the hot juices running down his throat. He gulped every last bit, satiating the wolf's hunger.
Jace blacked out, the overwhelming sensation and pain of the ordeal, overpowering and overexerting her body.
When she gained consciousness, she heard her mama's voice, and it sounded grateful, relieved.
"You don't know how much I appreciate this, Cregan."
"No worries, I know you have your hands full as it is. And you know I don't mind taking my favorite little niece home."
Dread coursed through Jace, fear freezing her veins. Her body was beyond sore, and she could barely move it, as she tiredly tried to sit up and speak, but her throat was raw from screaming. Her voice almost gone.
"It's okay baby, don't speak. Your uncle found you feverish and passed out in the bathroom downstairs. He's sweetly volunteered to drive you home and look after you for the night." Her mama stroked a hand through her sweaty mess of curls. "God, baby, you're so flushed. Make sure she drinks plenty of fluids and takes a cold shower. And give her plenty of medicine."
"Mmmhmm of course, Rhaenyra, Jacaerys will get plenty of fluids and I'll make sure she takes her medicine like a good girl."
Rhaenyra kissed the top of her daughter's head, softly, as she closed the car door, enclosing her in a cage. Cregan locked it immediately and Jace felt tears pricking her eyes.
"Now, make sure you listen and do everything Cregan tells you, baby. I'll be home tomorrow sometime, okay?"
Jace tried once again to move her limbs and protest, but Cregan placed his huge hand on her exposed knee, a gesture for her to shut her mouth or else. He started his truck, the old engine roaring to life, startling Jace and interrupting her small squeak of defiance. As he drove off, he grinned broadly and waved goodbye to her mama at the same time his hand slid higher towards the top of her thigh. He wrapped his fingers around the flesh and squeezed possessively.
Barbed wire wound tightly around her leg, ensnaring and injuring her like a helpless deer. Her uncle's nails digging into her skin like sharp claws in warning, a sign of danger that she couldn't escape his predatory ways. Because the wolf inside him would always stalk her, catch her—devour her whole.