The Crimson Cirle

Cattleya’s POV

I bit my lip, feeling embarrassed and self-conscious.

The wetness between my legs was a constant reminder of what had happened.

Jaxon wrapped his arm around me and led me to a seat.

He answered his uncle's question with a wink, "Oh, Uncle, you know, newlyweds..."

Everyone laughed, their teasing smiles making me blush.

Anita, Fred's wife, approached me with a warm smile. "Hi, I'm Anita," she said, kissing me on both cheeks. "Don't mind them, sweetheart."

"Nice to meet you, Anita," I replied softly.

A woman around my age walked over, raising an eyebrow. "I'm Grace," she said, sitting down with a forced smile.

Fred announced, "Let's begin our lunch. We're so happy you're here, Jaxon and Cattleya. It's been ages since we've had a family dinner with my nephew. He's always so busy with work. That's why we're thrilled to have you here, guys."

"Thank you," I said, trying to act casual. But deep inside, my pussycat is so wet that I still want to have Jaxon's dick. Jeez! Why