Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos
Chapter 100

100. Angel

His gaze is on my face. “So beautiful,” he rasps before plunging his tongue inside my pus s y. He growls at my taste.

I bite my bottom lip, not wanting to moon for him. He does not deserve to know how much his touch affects me. His tongue darts in and out of me before he attacks my cli t and licks and sucks it brutally. It feels so good. More than good. Divine. His tongue goes back inside me, and I grab the counter’s edge as I get closer and closer to cu m ming all over his face.

My eyes never leave his gaze as he devours my passy. When I come, I bite my bottom lip so hard I can feel the coppery taste of my blood.

He k*sses the inside of my thighs before standing. “Next time, I want to hear you moan for me,” he says. His chin is wet with my c um, and he licks his lips before leaning in, his mouth claiming mine. I try to push him away, but he enly breaks the k*ss when I am gasping for air.

“There won’t be a next tine,” I deny. “Letting you go down on me was a mistake”

He unzips his na

pants. “You can deny it if you want, but you enjoyed it as much as I did. Maybe more.”

He guides his hard section between my legs, and I place my palms against his abdomen as 1 look at his c ock. “Where are your piercings?”

Grabbing my wrists, he moves my hands to his chest. My fingers trace a scar, and be hisses, letting me know he doesn’t like it or maybe it causes him pain-and I

the the

tip of his co ck along my folds and cl it, making me inhale sharply.

“I don’t deserve them.” he replies as he runs

“Says who?” I ask as he positions himself at my entrance,

“Me.”

He is about to enter me when we hear the front door open. “Is that food that I molling?”

Stefan swears under his breath and gets nie down from the counter before fixing his pants. Rin enters the kitchen just as I pull my skirt down.

“F ucking co ck blocker,” Stefan mutters.

I thought Stefan was a voyeur

Rin’s gaze darts from Stefan to me. “Did I interrupt something?”

“No,” I say at the same time Stefan growls, “Yes.”

“I can return later,” Rin offers.

“No need,” I say quickly.

I grab the bowl of cereal, a spoon, and the coffee and run back to my room. When the door is locked behind me, my legs give in. I was about to let Stefan f uck me There is something seriously wrong with me

My laptop is in the living room, and I only have my phone to kill time until Reyes or Alekos return. I don’t think I will survive another encounter with Stefan.

Rim and Stefan speak in low voices, but the house is small, and I can hear part of their conversation. I listen as they talk about random things while I eat and finish the coffer. After, I play on my phone until I get bored and take a nap.

I hide in my rooms until I am hungry again. The house is quiet and has been like this since I woke from my nap. Happy that Rin and Stefan left me alone, I make my way into the kitchen. After 1 grab a snack, I go to the living room.

Stefan is there, sitting on the couch, and the moment our eyes lock, he grabs me and pulls me in his lap.

“I need another sip of your heavenly taste,” he groans and has me lie on my 1

y back on the couch.

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I try to wiggle my way out of his hold. “You need to stop with the love bombing. It’s not working!” I hiss at him.

His eyes glow red. “You either

use that mouth to moan my name, or you choke on my rock. That way, you won’t say stup id things anymore.”

“You can have Emily suck your c ock,” want to say, but that would be a low blow even for me.

He yanks my skirt up to my waist and smirks when he sees I haven’t put another pair of panties on. “So wet you are dripping on the couch. Have you been thinking about how I almost f ucked you?” he asks as his finger circles my cl it, and my hips involuntarily buck. “If not for Rin interrupting us, I would have filled you with my

cu m.”

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“Let’s not lie to each other,” I say, desperately wanting to replace a way out, not wanting to be in the same room with him anymore because I am risking forgiving him.

So f ucking pathetic I am that a k*ss and an or gasm has me wanting more? “We don’t like each other. You hate me. 1 hate you.”

H

k*sses me until I am squirming beneath him. “One day, I will make you fall for me. Remember what I told you in the kitchen?”

How could I ever forget?

“No,” I lie.

“I think you remember each and every word. I will fock you until you stop hating me,” he says before k*ssing me again

For a guy who hates k*ssing, he sure enjoys it a little too much. Or maybe he never hated it to begin with, and he didn’t want to k*ss me because I wasn’t Emily

I bite his lip so hard he pulls back. “Why did you do that?” he yelps and cleans the blood with the back of his hand.

I get off the couch. “I don’t want to be your f ucking second choice! If I am going to be with someone, it is because he always chooses me, not because he replaces out the woman he always wanted never loved him!” I yell before going to the bedroom and slamming the door.

I don’t get to lock it as Stefan kicks it open. His eyes are pure fry, and I hack away from him. Is he going to hurt me? When the back of my knees hit the bed, I fall on it..

Stefan unbuckles his pants. “You need a good f ucking to understand that you are the first choice, always.”

“I might be thirsty, but I don’t want to drink poison.”

“I am not poison but the antidote,” he says as he climbs on top of me.

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