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.

several yards away. He's been in there since this morning. Now that I think about it,

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

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

heart leap. "Most reviews are positive."

and Selena's story are now saying the wait was worth it." His lips almost touch mine, his breath dances across my lips. "You know why?" I gently shake my head. "It's because of all your help," he says before his mouth

lips, curling around mine. But I don't regret my decision, not one bit. I haven't told him this, but I'm falling in love with him. Not only with Tyson but with the others as well. All of them make me feel...alive, whole, safe, and happy. There are days when

can say for now. My heart pushes me to tell him what I feel, but my brain is holding me back. One day, I'll tell not only him but all of them how much they mean to me and how their love helped me be myself for the first time in my

and then my forehead before asking me, "Do you remember the short story

who read it

encounter of several pages and Tyson is acting like I wrote a masterpiece. "I'm not good