Page 102 of Ruthless Bonds

Goosebumps covered my body as he leaned closer, kissing my shoulder. His lips traveled up the curve of my neck, and he bit down, making me gasp. He loved to mark me—bite me, suck on my skin until it turned crimson, leave bruises on my thighs. And honestly, I loved it too.

“You belong to me, don’t you, Alora?” He kissed along my jaw, my head falling back as a moan escaped me.

“Yes, Kreos. Only you,” I whispered, my voice husky. Something about his possessiveness made me absolutely soaked. If you’d told me years ago that a man calling me his property would turn me into a drooling fool, I would have laughed in your face. But now? Oh, yeah, I had no problem declaring I belonged to him, and only him.

“And what happens if I catch another man looking at what belongs to me?” His fingers dug into my thighs, holding my legs open for him.

“You cut their eyes out,” I gasped as he pressed into me, making me ache for him even more.

“Damn fucking right.” His mouth crashed into mine, my hands weaving into his hair as our tongues teased each other. My nipples hardened as he pressed his warm chest against mine, my muscles alreadytensing at what I knew would be coming next. I could never get enough of his filthy mouth and gentle hands.

He pulled back, and I pouted at him. He twirled his finger in a circle, telling me I needed to turn around. I tried to keep the smile off my face as I jumped down and bent slightly over the desk. He trailed his fingers down my spine, making me arch my back. His lips followed, trailing kisses lower and lower until he got to my bikini bottoms.

I whimpered when he yanked on the fabric, the knots on each side unraveling and falling to the ground.

He slapped my ass, the edge of the desk digging into my thighs as I screamed out.

“One,” I panted, counting them out without him telling me to.

With each smack, I grew more and more wet. By the time I counted to twenty, my arousal was coating my thighs, and I was a whimpering, moaning mess, begging him to fuck me.

He kneeled down, biting my ass cheek. I looked over my shoulder at him, sucking in a breath at the darkness in his eyes.

“Look at this pretty little pink cunt all glistening for me,” he growled deep in his throat, his tongue lashing out and tasting me. I gasped when his tongue traveled in the other direction, and suddenly he was licking my other hole. “Maybe I’ll fuck your ass tonight instead. You’d like that, wouldn’t you,kotic? For me to fill up every single one of your holes with my come? To show you that you belong to me, and only me?”

“Oh, God, yes,” I cried out. My pussy was throbbing, aching to be filled with him.

He stood up, tugging his pants down so his cockwas pressed against my ass. I pushed back into him, wanting him to do anything he wanted with me. His hand came up, wrapping around my throat, squeezing gently, while his other hand reached lower as he stroked his fingers through my wetness.

“Tell me you love me,” he commanded, his voice dark and desperate with desire.

“I love you, Kreos,” I panted. “I love you so fucking much. In this life, and the next.”

“Good girl.” He lined up his cock, sliding it up and down my slit, coating himself with my wetness. “You know how much I love you, right? My sun, my moon. You’re the air I breathe. Without you I would cease to exist, my love.” He squeezed my neck a little tighter, making my pussy clench.

“Yes, I know.”

“Good, because I’m about to fuck you like you’re my little fuck toy. You’re going to take my cock like the good girl you are, and if you beg me nicely, I promise to give you my come. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” His voice was laced with a hunger I’d grown accustomed to, and my eyes fluttered closed at his filthy words.

“Yes,” I panted. “Please, Kreos. I want it all.”

“Then hold on,milaya. I’m going to give you everything you ever wanted. In this life, and the next.”

And he did.

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Kreos

I trailed my fingers over Alora’s back as she slept peacefully in our bed. We’d spent all afternoon making love, and only stopped because her body demanded a break. I could never get enough of her. It wasn’t even anobsession at this point. I was completely consumed by her. She was in my blood, invading every corner of my mind like a madness. Oh, but how beautiful it was.

When I’d seen Nadya—well, Elena—on that security feed wheeling her through the tunnel, my heart stopped beating. A rage I’d never experienced in my entire life took over, and all I could see was red.

Gavriil demanded that I wait for him, but I was way closer and refused to wait. The thought of Elena hurting Alora had been too much to bear. I would have been willing to give up my life for hers if that was what it took. She could have tortured me for years on end, but it wouldn’t have mattered so long as Alora was safe.

Now Alora stirred in her sleep, mumbling into her pillow. I moved her hair away from her face, staring at the angel next to me. I wasn’t a good man by any stretch of the imagination, and I didn’t deserve her love. But I was selfish when it came to her, so I would take it, and love her just as fiercely.

I loved seeing her body covered in my marks. She was the perfect canvas that I would never stop painting. Her hand reached out, looking for me, and I dragged her onto my chest, holding her against me.

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