All Chapters of The Devil Owns Me Now: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Leon’s POVI tried to pull back, to shove the thought down where it belonged, with all the other sick urges I'd been battling since I bought him. This wasn't me. I wasn't some depraved animal who rimmed a sleeping man like a desperate slut. But my body betrayed me, leaning in closer, the heat radiating from his skin drawing me like a magnet. Ronan's scent hit me then, musky and clean, a faint trace of soap from whatever shower he'd taken earlier mixed with the natural earthiness of his body. It was intoxicating, pulling me under, making rational thought blur at the edges.Fuck it. Just once. To shut this madness up. My resolve cracked, and before I could talk myself out of it again, I dipped my head down, my breath ghosting over his exposed hole. He shivered slightly, a soft hum escaping his lips, but his eyes stayed closed,his body lax in deep slumber. With my heart slamming against my ribs, I extended my tongue, flat and broad, and pressed it against that pink ring for the first tim

Leon’s POVRonan sat up slowly, wincing as his ass clenched, cum leaking down his thighs. “Fuck you. I'm not some dog you can order around. You think you can use me like that and then toss me aside? My legs are shaking because of you, because you fucked me senseless. I'm not leaving until I can walk straight.” He glared at me, chin lifting stubbornly, refusing to back down even as his body betrayed his exhaustion.“That's your problem, not mine,” I shot back, stepping closer to the bed, towering over him. “You begged for it, remember? Now deal with the consequences. I want you out, now!” Ronan laughed bitterly, a harsh sound that irritated me. “Consequences? That's rich coming from you. You're the one who can't keep your hands off me, who gets all possessive and then acts like a prick the second it's over. I'm not moving so you have to make me.” He crossed his arms over his chest, settling back against the headboard stubbornly, his weak legs stretched out in front of him.I grabbed h

Leon’s PoV Ronan pushed back despite not wanting to, an involuntary rock that betrayed his need.“Fuck... okay, I'll try to stand, just…ahh…stop teasing.” His voice cracked, as I added a finger alongside my thumb, pumping them in short, shallow jabs that didn't satisfy him,“Try? That's not good enough.” I withdrew completely, standing to strip off my pants again, my cock was already half-hard, swelling at the sight of him vulnerable like this. Lubing up quickly from the drawer, I coated my length thoroughly, then knelt behind him, rubbing the head against his crack, sliding up and down without entering. I don’t know how I was able to go again. Ronan just did things to me. I couldn’t explain it. “Beg to leave. Say you'll crawl out if you have to.” He shook his head into the pillow, fists bunching the fabric. “No... make me cum first, then maybe.” I slapped his ass hard, the crack resounding, his skin blooming red instantly.“Please... fuck me.” he gasped instead, the words slippin

Ronan’s POV“Take me back to the auction house where you bought me. I hope I end up with someone who's just as miserable as you are, in fact, even worse. I hope they use me, fuck me senseless till I can't even walk or recognize myself anymore. I hope I die after they've used me mercilessly so I can haunt you down for being an asshole." I growled the words at him, letting all the bitterness pour out."Watch it," Leon snarled, his lips curling back in a feral way as he sneered right back at me "Or what? What the hell are you going to do to me, you pussy!? You're nothing but a pussy and a coward who can't even handle a little bit of emotions. That's how bad it is for you." I yelled back. The fury in Leon's eyes ignited like wildfire and it was raw, uncontrollable. I could see it building, his chest heaving, fists clenching so tight his nails dug into his palms. I had crossed the line again, pushed him too far, and I knew it. Instinct kicked in, and I stepped back a bit, my heart poundi

The slaps echoed in the room, mingling with my involuntary whimpers. My ass clenched with every hit, the heat building to an inferno that made tears well up again.“You think you can tell me no, smack. After everything I've given you? Smack” His words punctuated each strike, his tone furious but edged with frustration, like he was punishing himself as much as me. The pain was excruciating, my skin felt raw, swollen but beneath it, arousal stirred. My cock, pressed against his thigh, hardened despite the exhaustion, twitching with each jolt. The friction from the spanks rubbed me just right, pre-cum smearing on his skin.I squirmed, trying to escape the onslaught, but that only earned me harder slaps. “Stay still,” he ordered, spanking me five times in a row on one cheek that left me sobbing, hips bucking involuntarily. The mix was intoxicating, the burn spreading through my nerves, making my hole clench emptily, craving more even as I begged, “Please... it hurts…”But my voice cracke