Chapter 115


    115. Alekos


    Thest meeting we had with the Elders left us absolutely drained of energy. nning a Piercing


    Ceremony is never easy, especially when one of the blood–brothers is a future Elder, and certain rules


    must be followed to ensure nothing goes wrong as we marry Angel in front of the other Lords. The past


    few days have been more than tiring, and I am exhausted, but I doubt I will sleep tonight.


    Stefan groans in pain as he exits the car. Reyes and I do the same. “How long until the ceremony?” he


    “Around thirty–six hours,” I reply.


    “I think I am going to die,” he whines as we head to the elevator.


    Reyes tries to arrange his erection. “No, you won’t.” He doesn’t sound too convinced, either.


    A strong aphrodisiac is given to the men two days before the Piercing Ceremony that will keep them in


    a permanent state of arousal, and they can’t have sex until their bonded receives her piercings from


    them, as they have to prove they can control themselves.


    We received the aphrodisiac early this morning, and since then, we have avoided going home, knowing


    we will have a hard time not wanting to use Angel to alleviate ourselves. She has been calling and


    texting us, worried that something has happened, and as much as we would like to shove snow


    inside our pants and get drunk until the time to take her to the Blood Lodgees, we can feel her


    distress and worry, and we can’t leave her like that.


    My balls feel like they are about to explode, and my cock is throbbing so badly that I am sure that a


    few strokes will be enough to make myself feel better, but I can’te until the day of the ceremony.


    For her, I will endure it.


    We enter the apartment, and all the lights are off. A strong scent of cinnamon and vani cookies and


    other homemade goods lingers in the air. Liza has beening over to clean and cook and keep


    Angelpany when we are not around. When the renovations to our new house are done, Liza will


    be the one to take care of the Lair. I should have never trusted Giselle with such an important task. She


    even lied to Angel and let her believe we had orgies weekly. The one that really got me angry was


    Giselle implying she was my mistress. It took me several days to clear all the misunderstandings with


    Angel, and now she doesn’t think I am a huge asshole. Just a tiny one.


    “Why did Liza turn off all the lights before leaving? She knows Angel is afraid of the dark,” Reyes


    wonders.


    “Maybe she is already asleep,” Stefan suggests.


    It is not thatte, but being pregnant has her being tired most of the time, and sometimes she goes to


    bed early.


    “We should get some rest as well,” I say.


    The lights from the top floor of the apartment are on, and we go to our room, but Angel is not there


    either.


    “Maybe she is in the nursery?” I wonder. We already bought everything the baby needs, and Angel is


    slowly putting it together. Sometimes, she falls asleep in the rocking chair.


    Except, she isn’t there either.


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    115. Alekos


    I start to feel sick. My demon growls in anger.


    What if Carlos got her while we were driving around the city,ining about our dicks. If something


    happens to her or our baby, I will fucking burn the world down to the ground.


    “Where can she he,” Reyes starts to panic.


    Stefan takes out his phone, and momentster, he says, “She is in the sunroom, sleeping.”


    Relief washes over me. She is safe. Thank God Stefan thought about checking her tracker’s location. “I


    will go get her.”


    I don’t like the idea of her sleeping in the sunroom, especially since the temperatures have dropped a


    lot in the past few days, but she likes to read there, and we put in a portable heater for her. There are


    plenty of nkets and pillows for her to use, as well as a mini fridge that we restock every morning


    before we go to work. We check in with her and Liza–who arrives not long after we leave–each hour,


    wanting to be sure she is well. Carlos is still out there, and the idea of him barging in when we are not


    home makes us anxious.


    Angel is bundled up on the sofa, nkets wrapped around her, as she sleeps peacefully.


    I crouch in front of the sofa and stroke her cheek with my thumb. God, she is so beautiful. I know many


    people don’t find her conventionally attractive, but for me, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever


    seen.


    Her eyes open, her chocte gaze groggy with sleep.


    I still can’t believe she is mine.


    “You are finally home. I missed you.” Her voice is barely audible, but I can hear the relief in her tone,


    making me feel guilty for noting straight home as soon as we were done at the Blood Lodge. I


    know all too well how hellstars are emotionally connected to their Lords.


    I kiss her and murmur against her lips, “I missed you too.” Picking her up in my arms, I add, “You look


    very tired. Should I be worried?”


    “Oh, I spent all day with Liza cooking, decorating, wrapping gifts for Christmas, and finishing thest


    details for our


    ceremony.”


    **You should not push yourself too much.”


    “I am pregnant, not sick,” she reminds me.


    “That doesn’t mean that I don’t worry about your health.”


    A smile cracks on her face. “I love you too.”


    God, I love this woman with all my heart. After finally fixing things with her our rtionship became


    perfect.


    We reach our bedroom, and I put her on the bed between Stefan and Reyes. She snuggles with them,


    and when she grinds her ass against Stefan’s crotch, he hissed.


    “What’s wrong?” she asks, all worried.


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    Bonu


    115. Alekos


    “Nothing,” Stefan lies.


    “He got his piercings back,” Reyes ruins Stefan’s surprise.


    “Thanks,” Stefan mutters, and Reyes grins.


    Angel faces Stefan. “I want to see!”


    “I will show you after I have pierced your left nipple,” Stefan says.


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    “But I want to see now,” she pouts impatiently.


    Happiness fills my heart.


    As Lords, we have to be stern and ruthless, especially in the war with the Dukes, but home is where we


    can be ourselves and show all our love to our Lady.


    “The waiting will be worth it,” I say. “And now, time to sleep. Tomorrow, we have to go to the City Hall


    and get married. I don’t want a cranky bride.”


    Finally, she will legally be a Raptou and my wife.


    Wife.


    I love how that sounds.


    “Fuck you, Alekos. I am not cranky. I am horny.”


    If not for the ceremony, she would be on her knees worshiping our cocks.


    Reyes groans. “Can we not talk about sex?”


    I agree, as all I want to do is sink into Angel’s pussy and fuck her until morning.


    “So, no sex?” Angel asks.


    “Not tonight, Schatzi.”


    “No wonder you don’t want to touch me, I am getting bigger and bigger each day. I am basically a


    whale.”


    I was warned that pregnant women don’t take rejection too well.


    “Nonsense. You are so


    stunning, my cock is basically screaming at me to fuck you. But not tonight,” Reyes says.


    “Whatever,” Angel huffs and settles in for the night.


    I turn off the light and join the others in bed.


    I lie in bed wide awake as I can’t sleep because of how badly my balls hurt, and it crosses my mind


    that maybe we +10 should tell Angel why we can’t fuck her until the Piercing Ceremony.


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