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.

want me? Growls rise from his chest

my pussy stops clenching Jasper's cock. Ansel's hands go from my face to my

me when I take Jasper's entire

swears as he opens his fly and wraps his fingers

up and down Jasper's hard erection his piercings hit the right spots inside me and moans of pleasure are ripped from my lips. Jasper rolls my nipples between his fingers and

chuckle. My nails dug deep into

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

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 *he* act

snarls

narrows his eyes. "Can you not fuck

then?"

his hand through his hair. "What the

hand goes to my chin and he runs his thumb over my bottom lip before pushing it inside my mouth. I swirl my tongue around it while my hands go to his hair. "Fuck her, love her, and everything else between." He grabs my with his left hand and

I get lost in the kiss, not wanting to think of anything except how good Ansel's lips feel. How good Jasper feels inside me. I never thought I could enjoy being fucked, yet

of flesh over

another man is fucking me. How other men are making me feel

when Jasper is inside me. Not when I hate *him*. Not when *he* abandoned me. Not