Damaged Princess (New Orleans Malones #1) Read Online Laylah Roberts

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Kink, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: New Orleans Malones Series by Laylah Roberts
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Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 103413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
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“They could have taken you both from me.”

“We would have been okay.”

“You had to walk through damp, dangerous tunnels to get to safety. Without me. That’s not fucking acceptable.” Liam turned, slamming a fist into the wall.

Aw, hell.

“Liam, stop it!” he said sharply.

“What?” He was so shocked by Nico’s commanding voice that he stopped and turned. “What did you say?”

“I said stop it, you’re acting like an ass.”

“An ass?” Liam took a step toward him.

That’s right, come to me. Take it all out on me.

Nico knew he’d never hurt him. And he needed to get it out.

“That’s right. An ass. Lottie and I were the ones who had to run. She’s the one who’s been through multiple panic attacks because of her anxiety and fears. Now, she’s sleeping peacefully while you’re taking your aggression out on that poor wall.”

“Nico,” he said warningly. “Go to bed.”

“Can’t do that.”

“Yes, you can. Go to bed.”

“And what are you going to do?”

“Hit the gym.”

“Or we could go to the playroom.”

“I’m not in a good place to play.”

“But—”

“No, Nico. I won’t risk you. I won’t ever risk you.”

“Then let me help you. Please, Liam. I need you to.”

Something came over Liam. Then he ran his hand over his face. “Fuck, I’m being a selfish ass.”

“I get it,” Nico told him, standing and moving over to him.

“I can’t be gentle right now,” Liam warned.

“Not asking you to.”

When he was close, Liam reached out and grabbed him. Spinning him, he pressed him to the wall. Then he placed his hand around Nico’s neck. He arched his head back, offering his submission, needing Liam to take everything he had to offer.

“Fuck, I don’t deserve you.”

“Don’t be a fucking idiot, Liam.”

“You’ve forgotten how to talk to your Dom, boy.”

“I always talk to you like that,” Nico countered with a grin.

“And it always gets you into trouble,” Liam murmured.

Yes. But the most delicious kind.

Liam tightened his hold on Nico’s neck, and he let out a low moan of pleasure. Then he kissed him. It was hard. Brutal. He bit his lip while his free hand grabbed at Nico’s T-shirt, tugging at it.

“Let me strip for you, Liam,” Nico told him. “Let me help you.”

“Fuck!” Liam took a step back. “Strip.”

Nico hastily got rid of his clothes, throwing them in a pile, then he reached for Liam, pulling off his clothes. Once the other man was naked, Nico started kissing his way down his chest, his stomach. Then he kneeled, taking the head of his dick into his mouth. Liam stayed still, silent, but he could feel the tension in him. He took his cock deep.

“Fuck,” Liam muttered. “You better have fucking lube on you.”

“When don’t I?” Nico asked, drawing back. He cupped Liam’s balls, playing with them as he licked his way back up his dick.

“Get it out. Then bend over, hands on the wall.”

Nico scrambled for his sweatpants, grabbing out the lube. Yep, he kept packets everywhere. He handed it to Liam who had his belt in one hand.

Oh, fuck yes.

Nico rose and turned, leaning over and bracing his hands on the wall. The belt landed without warning, and he hissed at the sting. But it filled his body with warmth, pleasure. The first few licks were the worst, then he managed to relax into the pain. Christ, he wished he could reach down and play with his cock.

“Liam!”

“Yes?”

“Can I touch myself?”

“No.”

He groaned. God, he could be such a motherfucking bastard sometimes.

The belt landed again. And again. Until Nico was floating. Fuck. He felt so good.

Then the belt dropped on the floor and his ass cheeks were parted. A slippery finger prodded at his entrance, and he let out a low moan as Liam pushed two fingers deep. He relaxed as Liam thrust his fingers in and out, stretching him.

“I can’t wait, Nico. Fuck.”

“Don’t wait. Take me, fuck, take me, sugar plum.”

Liam removed his fingers, replacing them with his cock. Nico let out a low moan.

“Fuck, Nico. Fuck, you feel so good.”

“Take what you need from me, Liam. I’m yours to use.”

It was as if Liam was waiting for permission to let go of the reins. He became almost wild. His thrusts were deep and fast. Rough. He grasped hold of Nico’s hips, drove himself deep.

Christ. Christ.

Nico groaned. He needed to come so badly. Liam kept him on the edge. He filled him, driving him insane. Then Liam moaned behind him, coming deep inside him. Nico was breathing deeply, sweat coating his skin as he leaned against the wall. Liam slid out of him, and Nico tried to catch his breath.

Suddenly, he was pulled up then spun around and pressed to the wall. Liam kissed him. There was such ferocity and passion in that kiss that Nico melted against him. But Liam wasn’t finished with him, he started kissing his way down his body.


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