Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

Shackled (The Lord Series)
13. Alekos
I bet everthing is overwhelming for her, but the has to get used to being with three men that are very S**ually active.
Reyes steps next to the chair and wraps Angel’s hair around his hand, pulling her face down to his coc k. She studies his piercings, her brow furrowed. While Stefan only has Jacob’s Ladder piercings with three bars, Reyes and I have four bars and a Prince Albert ring on the tips of our d icks. Only blood-brothers have the metallic hars, while the rest of the Lords have round piercings. Some Elders prefer pearling, but I am not about to have pearls inserted under my foreskin.
Stefan is the only one of us that doesn’t have a Prince Albert piercing, because he removed it the day he found the woman he loved had been killed. He swore to not only never let another in his heart, but to also find the one who ruined his life and annihilate him.
Angel wraps her lips around Reyes’ co ck.
“F uck, Nena,” he groans.
Reyes lets her control the movements for the first minute, before taking control and shoving his co ck down her throat. Putting his free hand under her chin, and with her hair still wrapped around his other palm, he f ucks her mouth like he is f ucking a pu ssy-fast and rough, making her gag so fast, I have the impression she will vomit at any moment. Surprisingly, she doesn’t. Saliva dribbles down her chin onto Reyes” di ck…
Stefan continues to eat
to eat her
pus sy
Her left palm comes to rest on his thigh, and she tries to slow his movements, but Reyes continues to f uck her throat, not caring about her discomfort. When the tip of her nose reaches his abdomen. Reyes stops moving. She gars hard, tears streaming down her face.
“We are supposed to bond her to us, not to choke her on our dic ks, until she is no longer breathing Not that I won’t f uck her mouth as rough as Reyes, but I don’t want her to start hating giving blowj obs. It is so much better when the woman likes sucking c ocks.

“She can take it Right, Nena?” Reyes asks..
She taps his thigh a few times, probably wanting im to stop but Reyes
Rees takes the
that as a sign that she likes it. It takes him several seconds to
to start moving his hips
1 watch as Reyes uses Angel for his pleasure, while jerking mysell. He even slaps her face a few times. Not very hard, but I can see she hates it. She will get used to how rough we are.
It takes Stefan a few more minutes to make Angel cu m. While he is accepting her essence into his b*dy, Reyes groans loudly, shooting his ji zz into her mouth. He releases her hair and pets her head while she gently sucks him.
Stefan stands, cleaning his mouth with the back of his hand.
F uck.
Seeing the tears in her eyes, her lips swollen by how hard and rough Reyes and Stefan have face f ucked, almost has me bust my nut on the floor. With the bond in my mind, I go to Angel, grab her hair and yank her off of Reyes’ di ck and shove her mouth onto mine.
No wonder Reyes and Stefan have been so rough with her. Like the rest of her b*dy, Angel’s mouth is pure perfection. Not being able to hold back. I f uck her throat. I look into her eyes which shine with tears, then I clean her wet cheeks with my thumbs.
“Shh, Agapi. You are doing great,” I say, as my rough movements have more tears rolling down her face.
She grabs the back of my legs, her nails digging into the muscles, the pain tuming me on even more. I pull out to give her time to take in a breath of air, before shoving myself down her throat once more..
“Mine! Mine! Mine!” I want jo scream. F uck! I want to ask her to be my wife right now. Don’t be stu pid, Alekos. She will probably bite my di ck off if I do this while I am f ucking her mouth.
She looks at me with pleading eyes, begging for me to stop.
“Just a little more,” I snarl, as shivers run down my spine.
It won’t be long now, before I empty my balls into her stomach. I continue to use her mouth as I see fit before I too, cu m with a loud growl. After she swallows my
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c um, 1 pull out.
To my surprise and delight, an insusible string wraps around my heart, my soul, splitting in three, going from me to my blood brothers and Angel, linking us together. The look on Reyes and Stefan’s faces tells me they feel the be
band too.
“Such a good girl,” I mumour and I try to k*ss the top of her head, wanting her to know that I am pleased with her.