Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Shackled (The Lord Series)

23. Angel

It’s been a few minutes since I woke up. Reyer arms are around me, and I don’t dare to move, not

wanting to wake him up. I’m afraid he is still

angry with me.

The tattoo of the guitar is partially visible, part of it is under my cheek. It is beautiful. The guitar is an

electric one, and the cord is what forms the letter ‘X’. I always liked tattoos and even wanted to get

some done, but when I leamed it hurts when getting inked, I gave up on the idea.

My index finger is near it, and ever so lightly, I run the tip over it. His breath hitches.

Sh it.

I hope he won’t go nuclear on me, for admiring his precious tattoo, Tilting my head up, my gaze meets

his. I can’t tell if he is irritated or not, so I whisper, “Hi”

Without saying a word, he rolls me on my back and k*sses me. His tongue licks along the seam of my

lips, coaxing me to open them. I do so, and his tongue spets into my mouth, curling around mine.

Kissing is still new to me, so I try to follow his lead, which gains me a groan from him.

Just like it happened with Alekos, my b*dy responds to Reyes. It is not something logical, just a

craving, an itch I need to scratch. It confuses this type of desire for men before.

He cups my breast, pinching my nipple, making me gasp.

“Reyes.” I say against his lips. “Tuck me.”

I did not just say that. Right?

“You don’t know what you are asking for.”

I have never had

I feel my cheeks turning red, but I refuse to feel ashamed. I am an adult, with needs and desires. For

far too long, I have repressed them. Not anymore.

I might not have experience, and everything might be happening too fast. Also, I might not know him,

and he might have put a knife at my neck and f ucked my throat, but my b*dy wants him. While it is

scary and exciting, it is not logical. But, for once, I don’t want to run away from a

Alekos made it clear that if I want his protection, I have to f uck Reyes and Stefan as well. So I am

going to do just that

His mouth goes to my boobs, and he sucks hard on my nipples.

“Reyes,” I beg

“As much as I want to f uck you right now, your as s needs a little stretching

“I wasn’t referring to my as s, but normal, “vanilla” S**,” 1 hull

He laughs. “Why have vanilla S**, when we can have so much fun in bed with toys, ropes, and other

stuff?”

Toys I can understand, because I had some myself-which I made sure no one will find out about Rope,

I can also understand. But other stuff? What does been mean by that?

“Because I have no idea what I am doing?” 1 point out

are still in th

He k*sses my cheek, before reaching over to his nightand and opening the top drawer. Then, he takes

out a bottle of lube and some se x toy s-they are packaging

I have watched scenes with a nal S**, and the women always seemed to be in pain. Or maybe they

were paid to fake their discomfort. Either way. I still don’t want

anything up my as s.

Reyes unwraps one of the se x to ys, which is an a nal plug, and starts preparing it.

“Can we talk about this? Tad nervously.

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“There is nothing to talk about. As my woman, I am going to have you in any way possible. If you keep

whining about it, I will take your as s, without any preparations. I don’t think you will like that, though.

But I will”

I bet he will.

“Did you do it before?”

He looks at me. “F uck a woman’s as s without lube?” I nod. “A few times. I was either drunk or high

when it happened, and she was one of the pornal trained to take care of the needs of unwed Lords,”

“I narrow my eyes. “Tell me you are not abusing substances. And what’s a pornai?”

He drags a pillow next to my waist, “I had a few f ucked up years, and occasionally did drugs and

drank. However, ever since I met Alekas, I stopped doing that sh it “

I don’t know if I should believe him or not, but I have seen n what drugs can do to people. Not my

problem if Reyes is slowly killing himself.

“Lift your as s, so I can slide the pillow under you.

I shake my head, and he smacks my ti ts. My hands fly to my chest, covering it. “Stop doing that!” I

snap at him

Then start listening to me,” he snarls.

When I still don’t do what he wants, he flips me onto my belly. Without any warning, he pushes a finger

into my bu t th ole. It hurts, and I thrash, wanting to free myself from him. He places his free hand

between my shoulder blades, pushing me into the mattress, while he forces another finger inside of

me.

“Stop,” I plead. “It hurts.”

tried to do this the nice way, but patience is not a virtue of mine. And being my woman means that you

will do as I say, all the time

am not a puppet,” I retort.

He pulls out his fingers, and I let out a breath of relief, thinking it is mer. However, I then feel something

cold on my skin, and his fingers retum. They slip inside my as s better, flúx time, but the sensation is

odd.

“Stop,” Lask again, but he ignotes the…

The things I have to do, to be free of this city and Carlos.

He removes his hand from my back, only to pick up the a nal pluz he was preparing for me. It is not

very big, but that doesn’t mean I want it side me. Not that my protests will stop Reyes from doing what

he wants with me. From his point of view, I am his property now. My father was right, when he told me

that the Lords only see women as objects.

When I feel the an al plug against my a ss, my muscles clench

“Relax” he tells me.

“I am trying.” Not really.

Smacking my as s hard, he snarls, “Try harder, or I will force it inside your tight hole.”

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