Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

294. Mose - Not afraid

Removing the cast ended up being more complicated than Ansel anticipated, so he and Jasper finally left for the hospital, leaving me alone with Olivia. Her head rests on my arm as she watches a horror movie. Mose enjoyed them a lot, but I always found them predictable. I'd rather stare at Olivia.

Ever since the bathroom incident, when she was locked in there for the entire night, she has been so...unpredictable. From the moment she started living here, I've waited for her strength to come to the surface. The tip of my finger draws circles between her tits. She is still wearing the bathrobe, the top part opened, her chest exposed to me.

"You are distracting me," Olivia huffs.

Good. I want her to stop watching that stupid movie that will end with the serial killer escaping justice and focus on me.

I put my mouth on her tit. Her skin feels so soft beneath my lips.

"I should have known you wouldn't let me see how the movie ends," she sighs and pauses the movie.

I want to do things to her that I've only dreamed about. As an Outcast, I never thought a day would come when I'd feel the soft body of my mate beneath my hands outside the Piercing Ceremony.

I want my mouth all over her skin, and I want her hands all over my body.

"Olivia," I murmur before my lips lock around her pert nipple. My teeth graze it, my tongue caress it.

"Oh," she whispers. I give attention to her other nipple until I make her moan. Hearing her moan for me is a dream come true.

My free hand opens her robe, exposing her entire body to me. I've seen her naked before, but never this close. I loom over her, my gaze brushing her skin.

Her arms come around me. "You shouldn't look like that at me. It makes me... self-conscious about my...scars."

I don't see her as humans do. She is radiant, powerful, flawed and flawless at the same time, a mighty Archangel and a skilled warrior. I see her as she was in her past life when she was living in another world. Even then, scars covered her body. She won them in battles against the Blight. She fought until nothing was left of her world. She might not remember, but I do. Rumors of her bravery echoed from one end of the Universe to the other.

"Beautiful," I assure her.

rather be fucked by someone I have a connection with. Like one of my bondeds." Is this an invitation? Her hand leans against my chest, my heart beating beneath it. "Before, I never had a say when it came to fucking someone. You...." She presses her lips in a thin line. "Mose sacrificed himself to give me this option. I never understood what he did for me until now." A tear rolls down her cheek, and I lick it. Now, a part of Olivia will always be with me. "I shouldn't want to be with anyone after what Carlos did to me, but I'm not scared of you." Her hand slides down. "You never hurt me." Her fingers wrap around my hard dick. A groan slips past my lips. "Mine," she says and pulls

kiss, our tongues dancing

wants me. Not

to fear men, not to hate them. I'll give her anything she wants. My essence and the last drops of

jaw, and I lick my way back to her sweet mouth. Her fingers interlace with my

"Mose," she moans.

let her call me that. She can call me

with my teeth. Then her tits while she moans for me.

she is for opening up, for letting me take care of her. I wish my imperfection would allow me, for

and Heaven. My tongue darts out of my mouth and laps her pussy. I groan at her taste. She is the forbidden fruit. Ripe and sweet. One taste of her, and

of her essence tickle my taste buds, and I want

"Mose." My tongue enters her. "More,"

her with my tongue and press my nose against her clit. No wonder Jasper and Ansel can't get enough of

tongue slides to

keep doing that, I'm going to come," she moans as I take her clit between my lips

muscles. Her pussy clenches around my digits as she cums.

as the tip of

she claims me

the moment, the connection between us. When I'm balls deep inside her, she gasps. I

feel so good,"

Being inside her is like nothing I've experienced before. She is my own Garden of Eden, my

her knees to her chest. It might be my first time, but