Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Shackled (The Lord Series)

19. Angel

He narrows his eyes. “You are the only woman to have my di ck in her mouth, without a condom.”

“And you expect me to believe that?”

“I might be many things, Nena, but I am not a liar.”

I put my finger on the tattoo on his torso. “If you are not a liar, then who is A7 50

↑ Some woman that dumped you, because you have been unfaithful?”

He grabs my wrist, Jerking my hand away. “Don’t talk of things you know nothing about,” he snarls.

“Don’t tell me you still love her. Maybe you even have mommy issues; that’s why you gave me hi ckeys

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eyes turn cold. “You need to learn when to talk and when to keep your mouth shut, Get on your knees.”

His eyes

I know where this is going.

“I am not going to suck your co ck again. Have ‘X’ do it”

flash red. I don’t know who A is, but I think I might have crossed a line. Without saying another word he

goes over to his nightstand and opens the top drawer. I look at the door and try to calculate if it is worth

trying to run, or just agree to suck his coc k and be done with it.

I don’t have time to make a decision, as Reyes returns to me with a pair of cuffs in his hands.

“I will give you a b lowjob, but no cuffs,

“Don’t make this even harder,” he snarls. “You have three seconds to do as I ask, or the |

spa nk you until my palm hurt

“Look, whnever “W is, I didn’t mean to be disrespectful.”

One.

“Reyes, please!”

Not wanting him to reach three I turn around and he puts the cuffs around my wrists. Then he steps in

front of me. “Kneel

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I sink to my knees.

“You will soon leam that, while the Lords will do anything for their women, they will never tolerate

disobedience.” he tells me, as he pet my hair.

“I understand. Please, don’t face f u ck me again. My throat still hurts.”

“You either suck my c ock as your life depends on it, or I will bend you over the bed and f uck your as s

without any lube.”

Neither sounds like something I want to do right now, but between having my as s bleeding or a sore

throat, I choose the latter. I part my lips and take his semi-erect di ck into my mouth. Not being able to

use my hands makes it more difficult to give him a blo wjob. If only I had more experience, but I only

tried it on a small d ildo 1 had at home. And on some bananas. To see if I havela gag reflex or not

I swirl my tongue around his piercings, making him hiss.

“F uck! Do that again.”

I keep using my

tongue as best as I can, hoping he will nut soon.

He grabs my hair with his right hand and puts his other one under my chin and forces his long erection

down my throat. I focus on my breathing, trying not to g My eyes fill with tears. “F uck, yeah! You’suck

me so good,” he groans, as he looks down at me.

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19. Angel

When my nose touches the lower part of his abdomen, he stops moving. Saliva dribbles from my

mouth, making me feel gross, and I try to for myself from him, but his hands keep me in place. My jaw

aches, and I feel like I can’t breathe. He still isn’t moving. He is not only long but also thick. Of the three

of them, Reyes has the bigest di ck.

I am about to pass out from the lack of air when he finally starts to move. I try not to cough as I fill my

lungs with air. He might have been rough in the office, but now it feels like he has unleashed himself on

me

“Put in more effort. Unless you don’t want me to rip open your a ss,” he groans, and I try to do my best

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to please him.

1 boh my head fast, hoping to make him c um soon, while I contemplate biting his di ck off. He will

probably kill me if I do th

He pulls out and starts jerking himself while showing his balls in my face. “These nee

1 stick my tongue out and I lick them, before taking one of them into my mouth.

need your attention as well

“Jesus f ucking Christ, he groans loudly, I swear that his eyes roll to the back of his head.

that

He keeps jerking for a few more seconds, before having me suck him again. When he finally comes, I

drink his c um before I clean his d ick with my tongue.

“Happy?” I ask. My voice sounds gruff.

He helps me to my feet. “Best blo wjob I ever had,” he says, before k*ssing me. “Now, I want to eat

your pus sy. Not as a reward for you, but for me.”

Since when is licking pus sies a reward? Maybe he likes giving oral? Do men like this exist?

Not wanting to argue with him, I walk over to the bed. “What about the cuffs?” I ask, before I sit on it

“They stay.”

I lay on my back and open my legs. He looks at me with dark eyes. I might have little experience, but

only one person has ever looked at me like this-Alekos. When -he told me he loved me.

Reyes gets between my legs and starts licking and sucking my chit, like it is the best thing he has

tasted in his life. My back arches and he grabs my waist, pushing me down, Into the mattress. He

groans, as if my taste pleases him beyond words.

Da mn him! His tongue is so skilled, it makes me forget how rough he had been with me merely

minutes ago,

“Reyes, moon, as I come all over his face.

He continues to lick my cl it, as the or gasm ripples through me, my hips bucking hard. When the

waves of ecstasy finally pass., Reyes crawls on top of me and k*sses me for a lo ng time, before giving

me more h ick eys-not only on my neck or boobs, but on my shoulders and stomach as well. I hope

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they will fade away fast.

When he finally drops next to me, my eyes feel heavy.

“The cuffs,” I say, when he is covering us with the comforter

He reluctantly frees my hands and wraps his arms around me. I rest my head on his chest.

I am half asleep when he says, “I don’t ever want you to talk about my tattoo ever again. Or say that I

have mommy issues, because I don’t. Say that sh it again, and I won’t hesitate to spa nk and f uck your

as s so hard, you won’t be able to sit for weeks.”

Whoever “X” is, must be very important to him. And lục definitely has mommy issues.

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