Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

109. Angel

While my

time in Tazacorta was short, it did help me find myself. Alekos might have said we were spending a few days out on the Atlantic Ocean, but as we started packing my things, I knew I would never return to La Palma. After saying ‘goodbye‘ to everyone in town, my mates and I got on the yacht and left. There were no signs of my father or him ever being tortured by Reyes and Rin. Maybe Rin cleaned the yacht and got rid of my father’s body before returning to the States, as I hadn’t seen any of them since the day my father almost killed me.

It’s been a few days since we have been sailing, and I’ve spent most of the time in bed as seasickness hit me hard. Today, I feel good enough to lounge on the deck, my back facing up, listening to Alekos and Reyes talking while making lunch as Stefan sets the table. I did offer to help, but they told me to relax and enjoy our vacation. They have forbidden me to work; the only rule is to let them spoil me all the time I don’t know what to think about it, as I was never spoiled, but after everything they have put me through, I deserve some princess treatment. Plus, their baby is growing in my belly, and it is hard work. And if they want my forgiveness, not that they asked for it, I do know they want things to return to normal, whatever that means as normal for them is me on my knees, their cocks in my mouth all the time, they will have to prove to me that I can trust them.

My mates.

Funny that I think of them like that, but that’s how Wasp thought of those who have a hellstar. I wonder what her story is. She is very private. Of all the hellstars I met at the Sanctuary, she never revealed her true name or let me see her face, a mask always covered her face. When I asked about it, she said she had an accident when she was younger, which left her with permanent scars.

Stefan finishes setting the table and comes to sit on the lounge chair next to me. His fingers touch my back. “Did you put on sunscreen?” Then he squeezes my left butt cheek. “I would hate to see your pretty ass get burned.”

When I got on the deck, I was wearing a bikini, but since the weather is nice, I decided to ditch it to get a nice tan. “If that were to happen, kissing it would make me feel better.”

Stefan spanks me, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “I will kiss it and fuck it and absolutely fill it with cum.”

He sounds like Reyes. I didn’t know Stefan was an ass guy too. And I still hate anal, although it does not hurt as it did the first time Reyes fucked my ass.

“More than you already did?” What are these three men eating that they are constantly horny?

have no idea,”

tell you not to call me Schatzi anymore? I am not

calling me that makes me angry all

you

feelings? For who? Because it is obvious they

slaps my thighs. “Don’t make me fuck you so hard

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109. Angel

I say yes to that, will he think I am a sex addict? And why do they think

was right in the end; you do want to be my Daddy as well. Or

really dislikes when I call him that. “How about I paint your ass bright red with my palm, and then I choke you on my cock. It’s been a

Alekos this morning in the shower.” No, I didn’t, but Stefan ́doesn’t know

what do

get to help

their balls while I have to work,” he complains, but his tone lets me know

I

attention to not…miss him. I wonder if he is still mad about me shouting another man’s name when he made me cum. Why did I have to