Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

185. Olivia - Emotions II

How does he know? Is it that obvious? But I am good at hiding, at putting on a mask and hiding behind it.

Ansel snorts. "Now you care? After you fucking tortured her?"

"I had my reasons! But I never forced a woman to open her legs for me so I could fuck her if she didn't want to. Can't you see the bitch is in pain? That she doesn't want to be fucked?" Jasper stops moving. "Olivia?" He sounds concerned.

"No one is forcing her to do anything, right?" Ansel says as he studies my face. I nod quickly. "Let Jasper in," he orders me. "I want you to enjoy this."

How can I enjoy something that hurts?

Turquoise eyes watch me. I don't want his pity.

"I am trying, but I don't know how," I whisper.

Ansel's warm hands frame my face. “Take a deep breath. Good. Like that. Focus on how good Jasper and I are trying to make you feel. Focus on what's between you and me." The bond he means.

I do as Ansel tells me and I turn my focus on the bond and push back the pain, feeling how much Ansel wants me and...loves me? No, that can't be........ I tense even more until I feel his demon and his desire to protect me. I might not trust Ansel, but his demon has no reason to lie to me. Ansel's eyes turn scarlet once more and he gazes at me with fondness.

someone looked at me like that. But why would a demon who looks for a woman with a pure heart to anchor himself to want me? Growls rise from his chest and I put my hand against his cheek. Is it that he

cock. Ansel's

when I

let Jasper in," Mose swears as he opens

are ripped from my lips. Jasper rolls my nipples between his fingers and when Mose bends over and rubs my clit, all the pain I felt before turns into pleasure. Last night was good, but now? It feels like I

Jasper chuckle.

like a little kitten?" Ansel asks. "And if you still don't believe me, look at how she

I am what?

*he* is furious. And when I moan? *He* bares his teeth and for one moment, I think *he* will attack his blood-brothers. I don't understand *him*. Why does

on me!" Ansel snarls and my gaze

his eyes. "Can you not fuck the Diseased

room then?"

runs his hand through his hair. "What the fuck are you trying to do

bottom lip before pushing it inside my mouth. I swirl my tongue around it while my hands go to his

anything except how good Ansel's lips feel. How good Jasper feels inside me. I never thought I could enjoy

fucks me hard. The sound of flesh over flesh is louder than the blood roaring in

watching how another man is fucking me. How other men are making

when Jasper is inside me. Not when I hate *him*. Not when *he* abandoned me. Not after what *he* did to