Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

110. Angel

He leans forward and gently kisses the tip of my nose while his hands spread the cream all over my back. My heart starts racing. Ever since our first kiss five days ago, he has done it every chance he gets, making me doubt he truly hated kissing in the first place. Maybe he just didn’t want to kiss me, wanting Emily to be the last who touched his lips with hers.

There are still times when I wonder if he is with me only because of what he learned about Emily or if he genuinely cares for me.

When he finishes applying sunscreen on my back and legs, he taps my ass. “Turn around.”

I arrange the recliner of the chair so I can lean on it and turn face up. Immediately, Stefan’s eyes get glued to my chest. “Told you they are perfect,” he says before putting his mouth on my tit, kissing it, then doing the same to the other one. I highly doubt it, but it still feels nice to get compliments, especially now that my body is changing due to being pregnant.

His mouth trails up until it reaches mine, and he kisses me gently, taking care of his nose so as not to bump into mine.

“For a man who used to hate kissing, all of a sudden, it’s all you do,” I finally voice out my frustrations. At least part of it.

Putting some sunscreen on my belly, he says, “You did catch that, didn’t you?” I nod. “I can’t say I love kissing…. I never did.” He pauses for a moment, and I want to ask him why he does it with me then, he adds, looking straight into my eyes, “But I love it when we do it,” letting me know he is telling me the truth.

A smile appears across my face, and I straddle him, taking him by surprise. I tried to be angry at them, hate them even, but…I can’t. And now I am going to have their baby…. And they did treat me nicely these past weeks…. And… I might want to be with them even if they never asked for forgiveness, but they did show me through their acts that they are remorseful for everything they did to me. So maybe… maybe… I can let myself be happy with them?

“I think you are in luck because it so happens that I also like kissing,” I say against his lips.

my hair. My hands reach for the hem of his t–shirt, wanting to feel more of him

t–shirt stays,”

other ideas. “Show

He still hesitates.

on me as well, but my mates neyer mention

from me?” I tease him, wanting to make him comfortable in

up. “How did you

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demand with

t–shirt, and my breath catches in my throat. Numerous scars cover his chest and stomach, but what brings tears to my eyes is the ‘Unworthy‘ and ‘Undeserving‘ carved on his skin.

to you?” My voice

think I am in love with you. I have been feeling like this for a while, but I’ve

me like this, I

me, and I did not believe them, not after fucking with my head the way they did, but Reyes slaughtered those who tortured

is

the head for being