Bonus Shackled Alekos
The warm sun kisses Angel’s skin as she does yoga on the beach. It takes all my willpower to not get off the porch and go to her and fuck her on the sand. It’s the first time I hold back, but she deserves a few hours to do whatever she wants.
Stefan puts a bowl of fruit salad on the table.
“I thought you were making lamb with roasted potatoes,” I grumble.
Stefan gives me this ‘are you serious’ look before saying, “It’s for Angel, in case the smell of the lamb makes her sick.”
I’m still angry at Stefan for what happened to Angel, but without him, I would be lost. Even now, when I’m thinking about fucking, he is worried about Angel. He might have been as shitty as Reyes and me when it came to Angel, but he got his shit together and is paying attention to all of our wife’s needs, while all I can think about is getting her pregnant again as soon as she has the baby.
Angel finishes her yoga routine and sits on the mat, looking at the ocean.
Reyes narrows his eyes. “Did she put on sunscreen?”
She did. I made sure of it.
“I’ll go ask her,” I say, glad to find an excuse to be near her.
I never thought I’d be so obsessed with Angel. The love I have for her is not healthy. I want to fill my lungs with her scent, her blood in my veins, her heart in my chest. I sound like Reyes. But how can I not feel like this when I wanted her from the moment I saw her? For years, I tried to forget her. It was all in vain because someone like Angel can never be forgotten. Only worshiped.
Flowers grow in a small garden close to the bungalow, and I pick a white one on my way to the beach.
When I’m a few feet away, Angel turns her head in my direction. My breath catches in my throat. She is so damn beautiful. I’m such a lucky bastard for marrying the woman of my dreams, the love of my life.
I sit next to her and put the flower behind her ear before I kiss her cheek. “You look happy.”
“That’s because I am happy,” she doesn’t hesitate to let me know how she feels. After leaning her head on my shoulder, she adds, “I never thought I’d have this life. Married to three men. It feels like a dream.”
Even if she knows this, I say, “It’s the way of the Lords.”
Waves reach us, and Angel splashes water with her feet. “I still don’t understand why my father kept me in the dark about this,” she groans. “It’s like I grew up in the jungle. If we have a daughter, I’ll explain everything to her so she won’t have the shock of her life as I did.”
I put my arm around her. If I have a daughter, I'll have to buy more weapons to protect her from assholes like me. Not wanting to know the gender of our child until the big day is fun because if we have a daughter, as I know we will, Angel will owe us a week of marathon sex. “Many Dukes do everything in their power to prevent their daughters from learning about blood-brothers. Besides, your father was a control freak.” I’ll be the same when it comes to the safety of my family. Only I won’t make the same mistakes as Luis by selling my daughter to a sadist like Carlos.
She snorts. “It so happens I know someone who acts exactly the same.”
I tickle her, making her laugh loudly. “Except, I don’t lock you up in your room.”
“You shackle me to the bed,” she huffs.
Having Angel at my mercy and doing whatever I want to her is the best thing in the entire world.
“I don’t see anything wrong with it.”
She laughs. After what we did to her, it’s a miracle she has the strength to smile. There isn’t one day when I don’t ask myself how I could have hurt this precious woman.
“Of course, you don’t,” she huffs, pretending to be upset.
Suddenly, she grabs my hand and puts it on her belly. Beneath our palms, our baby kicks. My entire being swells with happiness. Having a child with the love of my life is something I never thought I’d experience.
More kicks follow, and my gaze finds hers. “Our baby. Our little Sofia.”
A son would be ideal, but I yearn to have a daughter—a little girl who will look exactly like my precious Angel.
“What if we have a son?” Angel wonders.
“We won’t,” I say.
“You are still as insufferable as always.”
I snort. “And you are stubborn as a mule.” My palm frames her cheek. “I love you, Agapi.”
Angel kisses me. I growl because I want to be inside her so badly. Her hand slips inside my shorts, and she grabs my balls and painfully twists them.
“What the fuck?” I groan.
“If you ever think about breaking me again, about repeating what you did to me, I’ll rip off your balls and make you eat them. And you’ll never see me again.”
“Angel, I’m going to turn your ass bright red if you don’t let go of me right now!” I snarl. She squeezes even harder.
“Did you hear me?”
She might be submissive in bed, but there’s a fire inside her that will burn everything in its path if I ever harm her again. She won't put up with the shit I did before, and I love that spark in her now. But I greatly enjoy spanking her checky ass, and she takes it so well.
The moment she lets go of me, I’ll show her who’s in charge here.
“I did,” I say between gritted teeth. “Now, let go before I really get angry.”
Not only does she let go of me, but she kisses me, and all my irritation evaporates.
Note to myself—never let her kiss me when I’m about to punish her.
Her hand wraps around my cock. Shit. It feels like heaven.
“Are you this hard for me?” she asks against my lips.
“Only for you.”
She smiles. “Do you know how good you feel inside me?”
Fuck!
She talks dirty, too?
My wife is the perfect woman.
Her other hand slips inside my shorts and cups my balls while she jerks me off.
“Does it feel good?” she asks.
“You are driving me crazy.”
She kisses the corner of my mouth. Her hand moves up and down my length, sending shivers down my spine. “Do you love me?”
“For eternity,” I grunt.
“Prove it to me by cumming right now.”
My body reacts as if commanded, and cum erupts from my dick. “Shit! Shit!”
Holy fuck! I’ve never experienced something like this. One of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.
Angel removes her hand from my shorts. Looking into my eyes, she licks her hand clean. “Thanks for the dessert, Baby.”
If she weren’t my wife already, this would have been the moment when I would have fallen head over heels in love with her and asked her to marry me.
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