Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

102. Stefan

I pull out and get between her legs, eating her pussy and ass out. Her hands grab the blanket beneath us, her legs closing around my head, and I push them open with my palms. Each time she is close to coming, I lift my face and look into her eyes. She stares back defiantly, but after the fourth refused orgasm, her anger turns to desperation. She tries to touch herself, but one of Reyes’s handcuffs left on the nightstand, comes in handy, and 1 cuff her hands to the

headboard.

“Will you obey me now?” I ask..

“Fucking bastard! Let me go!” she shrieks.

I smirk. “We are going to have so much fun, Schatzi.”

“Stop calling me that!” she snaps at me.

I rip open her tank top and yank down her bra, revealing her beautiful tits. Night after night, I dream of them, of how beautifully they bounce while she is fucked. When we return home, I won’t ever let her wear clothes while inside, except for stockings, as I want to see her naked all the time. My mouth closes around her left nipple, and I palm her right tit. She inhales sharply.

If she is naked all the time, the only thing Alekos, Reyes, and I will do is fuck her day and night, and with the baby coming, she will need to rest as well. I groan in annoyance and suck her nipple hard. Her back arches, pushing her tits more into my hands. She still refuses to moan for me. Soon, she will have milk, and I can’t wait to taste it.

God, I am such a kinky bastard.

My mouth moves to her stomach, and I kiss it a few times before thrusting back into her. “Did I tell you I have a short refractory period, and I can fuck you until morning?”

Fear flashes in her eyes. “What?”

am done with your pussy, I will fuck your ass. Give me what I want, and I’ll make you cum as much as you can before I

alternate from ravaging her pussy to destroying her ass–I will have to thank Reyes for

leaking from her pussy and ass, I finally give her what she needs–a mind–blowing orgasm. While she did not moan, I don’t want to push her

screams as she comes on my

did you say?”

moans, ‘Jason‘ again. I get soft immediately, and she keeps screaming that name I never want to hear again. “Touch me again, and I swear

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102. Stefan

I thought that maybe I could convince her to forgive me, but I now see how wrong I was.

“Message received,” I say.

her, grab my pants, and leave the room. If she wanted to punish me for leaving her in the facility, she nailed it. I don’t think I can ever look at her without remembering this moment–her eyes reflected pure satisfaction as she saw the hurt on my face as she

the door, I turn off my phone, not wanting to be bothered until I am ready to face her again. Maybe I should return to the States and find a new

speak Spanish, it does not take long for a group of elderly men to invite me to their table, especially after I buy several rounds for everyone. They talk and laugh, and I listen to them while drinking. When the floor spins with me, I finally leave the bar and head over to the hotel I rented a room at, and by some miracle, I

I put the pillow over my ears, wanting to muffle the

the

voice shouting through the door sounds like

I am not here,”

and my stomach is in knots. I make it to the bathroom, luckily, and vomit in the toilet. I will never drink with

the fucking door, or I will break