All Chapters of Kiss Me Like You Never Left: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Then Lyon's scent went into his lungs again and all his uncertainty disappeared. He was part of that Alpha, end of. And if so, then Lyon could not be one for stodgy tradition and stiffness because those would be at odds. He would walk in there, prove to him his emotions were correct, and make his case. What could possibly go wrong? Lyon would reject him?His chest tightened at the thought and the hysteria was already brewing. He squashed it down ruthlessly. No, even if Lyon turned him down, that would be better than moping over him from a distance when he'd never even heard the man speak. Who would have guessed, maybe after he spoke to him once, these wacky feelings would fade and he'd be able to find one of these Alphas who wanted him back and get on with his life. Even while he was speaking, he knew how unlikely that was. In a way, Lyon already had his heart in a vice grip. His inner beast sense would approve no other mate but this fellow, and he didn't want to know what would happe

He had slapped Nick Jonas's cheek at least three times before his vision cleared enough to even notice what he was doing. Nick Jonas whimpered, panting as he kept spanking his ass mercilessly. He didn't try to get away. He wasn't fighting his hold in the slightest. "You know nothing, Omega. Nothing. I'm not the right Alpha for you. I don't care what any of the gods may have to say. They know nothing and neither do you.""Anything Y-You have to tell yourself." Nick Jonas's voice was anguished. He could sense he was causing him pain, but he could not help himself.He had no idea how long they stood there, Nick Jonas doubled over the bathroom sink as he went on punishing his ass relentlessly. But by the time he had managed to regain control of himself to the extent where he was aware of what he was doing, he was gasping with the effort, his hand and arm hurting. Nick Jonas was crying silently, his ass fire engine red. Even with his hand alone, he could already see the start of some bruis

"Why is everyone being so kind to me? I've caused nothing but problems for you since I got here, and yet you and Ryan have always defended me, always made me feel included. I-I never really had that, not since my father died." And now Nick probably never would.For a moment, Nick had the opportunity in his hand, and it slipped away before the dream even had a chance to form.Robby squeezed Nick's hand. He knelt beside Nick as Nick sat in the chaise while Robby finger-combed tangles from Nick's hair. "Oh, sweetie. First of all, you aren't any trouble. You're family. And not because you share a sperm donor with Ryan but because you're one of us. You may not have worked it out yet, but once Ryan gets his teeth into and claims someone, that's it. He'll go to the depths of Hell for them, and there's nothing you can do to break that bond.Gods, Nick was crying again. The tears seemed never-ending. How was it possible that there were still enough fluids inside him to cry?Nick flung his arms

He looked over at Robby, who shrugged. It seemed like he was cheating a little bit if he left now. That he was cutting and running instead. But it also had been a good hour of attempting to have fun at the party and taking crap like that or worse. There was not a person in the room, his family, Robby, aside from him, excepted, who was not looking at him with naked disdain. Although, that was better than the others who glared at him with disgust and desire. The ones who were wondering if they could make him scream like Joe had.It was why Robby was ordered to never be away from his and Robby's sides.They had been keeping to themselves, sitting silently at the table and talking. He was doing his best not to glance around and not hear the jabs and comments, but it was getting harder and harder. Especially because he was positive they were moving in closer and closer to their table just to make sure he could hear them nice and loud.Robby stood, looking relieved. He had honed his death s

I tilted his neck, making it available. Was it wrong to coax him into submitting to his instincts that were leading the way and just bite him? Probably. But he couldn't care. Bringing the torture that was certain to follow to an end would be worth whatever punishment for his wrongdoing.Lyon hissed and backed away at the last second. His face was dangerous, close to wolflike as he glared at him, and he couldn't keep the shiver under control. Gods, this man was different. He reminded himself to keep his gaze fixed on him even with the strength he was radiating. Lyon needed to know he could contain him and love it. If Lyon thought he was afraid, he'd depart prior to the night's conclusion, and he couldn't abide that.Dog-like stretched out, eyes glassy, Lyon shoved his hands behind the collar of his shirt. No time to hesitate before he ripped it down the center and discarded it. He shed his pants and underwear at record speed, kicking them away. He did not want to chance Lyon tearing th