Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

I should have hidden it in my studio when I had the chance. It was hidden under a sheet and propped against the wall, so I had a chance to hide it from him, but he was faster than I.

"What's this?" He asked as he reached toward it.

"Wait, don't—" I tried to stop him, but he was too fast and lifted the sheet.

His brows rose at the painting I did of him completely naked. Surrounding his nude form was a halo of red which blended nicely into the setting sun and pale blue skies behind him. He glanced over his shoulder at my very red and embarrassed face.

I had no idea what to say, so I hung my head shamefully.

"Is this part of your exclusive collection?" Elliot chuckled.

"I... uh-"

Before I finished my thought, Elliot's lips were back on mine, and he was kissing me deeply. He shoved his tongue deep into my mouth and twirled it around with my tongue. "Such a bad girl..." he murmured against my lips.

He stood before me, watching me wiggle under his scrutiny

wanted to reach out and touch his washboard abs. I wanted to feel every

in his eyes, he also undid his pants and kicked them aside. The bulge in his boxers

pulling my panties off as he did so. I had never been this exposed to him before. When we had sex the first time, we were too drunk to remember much of anything, and the

see everything and the way he was looking at me made me wiggle uncomfortably. Yet,

his scrutiny, but he grabbed the

he said in a sultry voice that made my body even

he buried his face in my core and his tongue pleased me to a point where I was screaming out his name. My legs tingled with pleasure as I dug my nails into the bed sheets. Moaning, I let him take me

I couldn't get enough. I ran my fingers through his thick hair, loving the sparks that

he removed his boxers until his large erection was pressing into my center. I gasped at the fullness and then allowed my body to relax

I moaned as he quickened his

a moment, we breathed as one unit. I had

slightly and he rolled onto his back, taking me with him. I straddled him and moved my

favorite snack, leaving tiny bite marks and hickeys along the softest parts of my flesh. These weren't mating marks, but they were something that showed others that I belonged to someone;