Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

353. Olivia - The neckclace I

Pretending to be upset so I could run away from Jasper and Rueben worked like a charm, but I'm disappointed they aren't chasing me around like wild beasts in heat.

The orgasm they gave me doesn't come close to scratching the itch that I have. In the past week or so, the only thing that is constantly on my mind is fucking, fucking, fucking, and then more fucking. It looks like the horny one here is me. Good thing the guys are more than eager to take care of me. And I need them right now.

While going back into the house and finishing what I started with Jasper and Rueben sounds tempting, I have other men to play with. Ansel and Mose left one hour ago to check the electric fence, and I don't know if they are back, which only leaves...Tyson.

Where can he be? Still in his office, organising it? Or...lurking in the shadows, waiting for me to fall in his trap?

My thoughts are...wild. A cold shower should help me cool off for a while. But I love that I'm no longer scared to be touched, at least by my men. If not for their patience, I would probably still hate sex.

My gaze roams around the lake. The view from the porch is absolutely breathtaking. Moving here was the best decision we made. For a moment I imagine two or three children roaming around, while I watch them, making sure nothing bad happens to them. The thought brings a smile to my face. One day, that will become real.

office is several yards away. He's been in there since this morning. Now that I think about it, he hadn't had breakfast. Isn't he

Before I enter, I knock once on the door, alerting him that I'm here. No sound comes from inside, so I assume he is lost in thought and probably didn't hear me, so I go inside. Just like I suspected, Tyson is staring at the monitor of his computer, trapped in the plot of his new book. His short black hair is dishevelled, and he has a five-o'clock beard, making him incredibly sexy. The t-shirt and shorts he's wearing leave all his hard muscles on display. But what makes him absolutely hot is the glasses he now has to wear when he works. His eyes never fully recuperated, but...so help me God, I want to climb in his lap and fuck him right now. Tyson finally notices me and lifts his gaze to me. His eyes shine with happiness. "I'm still working on setting everything

close the door and go to sit on his lap. "You wanted to see how

making my heart leap. "Most

angry that they had to wait for Dante and Selena's story are now saying the wait was worth it." His lips almost touch mine, his breath dances across my lips.

been hard to forgive Tyson. Harder than it had been accepting Rueben in my life. His tongue pushes past my lips, curling around mine. But I don't regret my decision, not one bit. I haven't told him this,

me back. One day, I'll tell not only him but all of them how much they mean to me and how their love

then my forehead before asking me, "Do you remember the short story you wrote and I put on my website?"

those who read

probably exaggerating. I just wrote a quick, steamy romance encounter of several pages