Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos

Chapter 17

7. Angel

room is very nice, it seems so cold. There are no photos on the walls or objects that might indicate he is

into some hobby. Well, except for a small armory made of glass-must be anti-bullet glass, as there are

various locks on it. Inside it, I see at least seven hunting knives and two handguns, Reyes must like

knives very much.

A sofa is next to the walk-in closet, a blanket draped over it, I am debating sitting, when a butt n*ked

Reyes returns to the com.

Now, I have seen n*ked men before, but good G od, this man is delicious. A few scars over his torso and

on his left side, along his ribs he has tattooed the letter A with a guitar interlaced with it. He has another

one on his right arm, but from where I am standing I can’t properly see it.

A huh?

Maybe an ex? Not that I actually care.

My eyes trail down to his and I gulp. He is big. I hadn’t really noticed when we were in the office,

because so much was happening so fast, but no wonder I had a hard time breathing.

“Like what you see.

My eyes snap up to his face. “You are beautiful,” I tell him what I truly think.

He seems amused. “Let’s get that pus sy sha ved and then we will take a long, warm bath.”

It is not like I have a wild bush between my legs. I trim and keep my pubic hair clean. But a bald pus sy is

part of the deal with Alekos

*I don’t need any help to sh ave my pus sy,” 1 retort.

“I did not ask if you wanted me to help, I told you what is going to happen.”

“Just because I sucked your co ck doesn’t mean you can control me now!”

i don’t

He narrows his eyes. “You didn’t only suck my co ck, you became my woman. And as you’re bonded, I

get to say when you need my assistance and when you

“We can take a bath together, but I don’t want you looking at me, while I take care

re of my coochie,”

Reyes laughs, then turns serious. “Keep fighting with me and I will stuff your mouth with- My gaze goes

directly to his dic k and he laughs so hard it makes me wonder what is so funny. “I guess my coc k will

work as well, but it wasn’t what I had in mind.”

Right

Not wanting to find out what he plans to put into my mouth to silence me-for all I know, it could be a dirty

sock–I walk up to Reyes and take a moment to look at the tattoo on his right arm. Three skulls are

connected by a king cobra with red eyes, and under each skull, there was a black rose. I know the

symbol of the Lords is a skull with a snake coming out through the left eye with a rose under it, but I Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

didn’t know it was a king cobra. And one skull.

lone

Curious, I ask, “Why three skulls? I thought it was only

“That is true for most of the Lords, yes. But those Lords that have a special connection and swear to be

loyal to one to another have more. Depends on how many blood-brothers are in the group.” Touching his

arm, he adds, “This tattoo represents that we will never betray each other”

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ause Salma got one-but my father gave me a book instead. I don’t even think I am in his will, especially

now that I have run away from home. He will probably donate all his wealth in the charity. Or to another

family member. Maybe my cousin Arad. We used to be close, until he had his initiation as

Duke and became an as shole, like all of them.

“it’s beautiful.” I appreciate nice things, when I see them..

He smiles. If he was handsome before, now he is even more so. Opening the passenger door for me, he

says. “Let me show you how it purrs.”

I would love nothing more than to go for a ride, but not when I am still handcuffed.

“I need the cuffs to come

He smirks. “Not until I finish playing with you, Nena. Now get in. I can hardly wait to get home and start

training your little as s for when I f uck it”

My eyebrows shoot up. I thought he was joking when he asked if I liked an al. “But it will hurt.”

“Only if I bend you over the car and f uck it dry, it w But I don’t want to do that and ruin it for Alekos and

Stefan. With a lot of lube and some plugs, you will

learn to love it.”

I wonder what he will do if I put a plug into his asy? Will he punish me or will he like it? But after a few

seconds of thinking, I decide I don’t want to know.

Reyes forces me inside and the night of the accident comes to my mind. “I need to have my hands free,

in case something happens,” I try to reason with him.

“I am an excellent driver. Even if I were to f uck you with you on top, I would not crash the car.”

I don’t even want to ask how he knows that

16. Angel

“Please?” I try again.

Reyes puts the seat belt on for me. “I would never let anything happen to you.”

Right. Like I would believe him, after he put a knife at my neck with G od knows what intentions.

Knowing that I might have a panic attack, I try to concentrate on anything else, other than the fact that I

will be not only in the front passenger seat but also that I am completely helpless in case of an accident.

If only I had my hands free, then I would be fine.

Reyes gets behind the wheel and he doesn’t seem to notice that I am starting to have trouble breathing.

My shoulders start to ache, because of the position I am in and I try to latch on to that section.

Fortunately, Reyes did not put the cuffs too tight around my wrists. For a person that hates pain, it

sounds like a better alternative than having a PTSD episode, while I am on a ride around the city with a

hot guy-making little fantasy scenarios inside my head has always helped me, when I have been in bad

situations.

Inching my skirt up, Reyes caresses the inside of my thighs and leans ever to k*ss me. “You are so f

ucking beautiful and preet.”

Beautiful and sweet? He is not being serious, right?

The look in his eyes lets me know he is not… lying. Wait. Does he really think I am beautiful? That is a

first. What do I say in these situations? So are you? Except he is not sweet, but he is drop-dead

gorgeous. And rich enough to buy such an expensive car.

“Thank you?” I sound so insecure that I almost cringe. I hope I did not offend him.

He chuckles, which relaxes me. “I don’t know what made you seek help from Alekos, but I want you to

know that now that I have tasted that honey-sweet pus sy of yours, I will never let you go.”

Lucky me.

hould try to be more gentle.

Cupping my cheek with his left hand, he k*sses me, until I feel that my Eps are bruised. He should try to

“But don’t expect me to be some kind of a hem. I am the villain of the story. The monster that hides under

your bed and crimes out during the night. I kill and torture without any remorse. Before you, I f ucked any

bit ch that would open her legs for me. But now I only belong to you.”

So sweet of him to brag about his b*dy court,

Tapping any cheek with his thumb, he adds. “I never had a woman, who never knew a man’s touch until

my brothers and 1.”

Maybe he will suffer from the Madonna complex and he won’t f uck me? A girl can only hope.

His eyes flash red for a moment and suddenly he growls. “We are first to lick your pus sy. Right, Nena?”

I roll my eyes. “After f ucking women until your d ick almost fell off you have no right to be angry if I have

had another man’s head between my legs.”

Suddenly, I feel cold.

“Who is he? I will f ucking kill him for putting his mouth on you.”

While I don’t owe him the truth, he is scaring me with how possessive he sounds. “Do you know how

unhinged you sound?” I ask. Reyes appears to be even angrier. “You were the first to give me oral”

Reyes relaxes. “You are indeed pare, Nena. And soon, I will be an Angel-f ucker”

I blink “A what?

He doesn’t reply but instead gives me a new hi ckey on my neck.