Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

34. Angel

“There is no need for one. I will pull out in time.” he tries to assure me,

Alekos doesn’t understand. I push at his chest, but he barely notices. He grabs my wrists and pins my

hands above my head.

“WSchout a condom, 1 not doing this,” I insist.

His co ck keeps moving between my folds before I feel him at my entrance.

“Stop” I try to free my hands so I can push him off of me, but his hold on me is strong

“Mine,” he says as he thrusts into me.

He is not gentle. He is rough, as he promised. But it does not hurt. Not as I thought it would. It’s more

like a burning sensation as my muscles stretch to accommodate him. My heels dig into his as s.

“F uck, Angel. I am trying to… but I can’t hold back. Not when you feel… this f ucking amazing,” he

groans as he buries all of himself inside me. “So perfect.” He pulls back. “So right.” He slams into me

hard, making me feel not only pleasure but pain as well. His piercings rub ingainst my inner walls. “So

mine.”

He f ucks me like his life depends on it. Like he hates me. Like he craves me. I’m pretty sure he is

hitting my cervix.

“Slower,” I whimper when the pain is too much.

“That pus sy of yours is driving me crazy.”

He feta go of my hands, his fingers wrapping around my neck, squeezing me hard, and he pushes me

down in

into the mattress and he pounds into me relentlessly.

I try to breathe, but he is squeezing too hard, and no air enters my lu become lighter, but he also

k*sses me.

lungs. He is going to kill me. I scratch his arm, hoping he will

let go, but n

not only does his grip

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I k*ss him back as tears fall from my eyes. A last k*ss in which I finally let myself feel love for him

again. One last time. How tragically poetic.

My vision becomes blurry. His hips grind against mine, putting pressure on my cl it.

And then I come. Hard. I scream against his lips.

He smiles and lets go of my neck. Air rushes to my lungs. “So beautiful.”

Is this another kink? Choking someone to the point of fainting?

Telling him not to hold back was a mistake.

“Stop.” My voice comes in a whisper.

“Shh, Agapi. You are doing great. Such a good girl for taking my co ck so well.”

I shake my head, wanting this to be over already. This is not how I imagined my first time.

He grabs my legs and pushy’s my knees into my chest, my as s lifting up from the bed. It feels like

more of him enters me.

His hips slam into mine over and over, jabs of pain spreading through me.

“Please,”

“It will be over soon.”

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anting ew car on the bed and it lekin tuck try tract it. And take the pain and the pleasure then make

knees away from my chest and su

which only seena to ne him

y nipples so hard it feels like it in another punishment. I scratch bis back to the point of

of yet. You feel so good I want this to last,” he grants with pleasure.

until they are red, then pinches my nipples. I bet his hands away.

His movements become even faster.

“You are hurting me.” I hin.

His lips crash into mine. “But you also like it. Do you feel how hard your pus sy is squeezing me,

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milking me of all my seed?”

F ucking bas ta rd!

He plans to come inside of me. I try to push him off of me, but he is already coming, filling me with his j

izz.

“I hate you” I snart as he collapses on top of me.

I don’t really hate him more like angry for always doing what he wants.

re you feeling?”

His lips pepper k*sses on my neck. Smiling against my skin, he says, “No, you don’t. How are

“Like my pu ssy took a few beatings.”

He chuckles. “Told you not to complain and that foreplay was important.”

“No amount of foreplay would have prepared me for the way you f uck

If I had slept with him during high school and he would have been this rough with me, I would have

wanted nothing to do with S** or with him ever. But I have seen worse s hit on the internet.

He slides next to me, and I try not to wince when I lean against the pillow. So many muscles I did not

know I had hurt.

Looking at me, he says, “To be completely honest, I lost control. This has never happened before. I

imagined this moment millions of times, but nothing prepared me for… you.”

I don’t know if he is honest or not, but I can’t stop myself from smiling. Alekos f ucking Raptou lost

control because of me. Not to mention that he fantasized about f ucking me. Should I beleve him?

“You came inside me when I specifically told you not to,” I complain

A glass of water is on the nightstand, and Alekos hands it to me together with two pills.

“For the pain,” he explains when I stare at his hands. I take the glass and the pills from him. “I always

wanted to have a child before I turn twenty-six. I choke on the water and glare at him. “How many more

times do you think I have to f uck you before you get pregnant?”

I suppose… we will never find

His fingers trace my neck. Pretty sure I have bruises from how hard he squeezed it.

“How sore are you?”…

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“Very.” My eyes fall on his co ck. It’s already hard and ready to go for another round. “Do you ever get

tired of S**?”

“With you? Never. Even when I am old, and my balls reach my knees, I will still want to f uck. Daily.”

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i can do it again. It doesn’t hurt that bad.”

His wenda should not affect me, but they do. “We can

Alekos sers right through my be Kas sing my forthest, he murmurs, “Tomorrow. You need time to heal. I

will prepare a warm bath for you. It should help with your soreness,” before disappearing made the

bathroom.

A few minutes later, he returns, scoops me up in his arms, and takes me to the bath. After placing me

inside the bathtub, he joins me. The warm water dors

I lean my back on his chest. “You are nice when we are not fighting.”

“I am not nice, Angel, 1 am a demon in disguise.”

Was that a joke? “You are missing the tail and the horns,” I play along

Tracing the column of my neck with his lips, he says, “Maybe I will let you see them one day.”

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