Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

169. Olivia

Make her screant.

This is going to be bad.

They are going to hurtso badly.

| scream so loudly in my head, begging them not to do this, but they don’t hear me, no one ever does. My face betrays. no

expression. | learned a long tago to school my features into neutrality.

Ansel takesto Jasper’s room. | barely pay any attention to the house aroundas | try to focus on keeping my shi t together

as | feel | am on the verge of a panic attack.

Jasper passes us and opens the door to his room and turns on the light. He showedaround earlier but | can’t remember

anything. All | can think about is how they are going to use my body for their own pleasure. | try to retreat to the back of my mind,

but the fear paralyzes me.

When Ansel putson the bed and removes my shirt, a low whimper leaves me.

Pull it together, Olivia. You knew this wasing.

Jasper gets behind me, his armsing around me, his palms covering my s, while Ansel kneels between my legs, careful not to

touch my toes.

“Showyour pus s y, Honey.”

My legs spread wide open and | turn my attention to the room, trying to focus on the paintings on the wall. One of them is The

Garden of Earthly Delights. What a strange painting to have in a bedroom. | don’t know if it’s the real

thing or a replica.

“Look at me,” Ansel demands.

| don’t want to look at him. My gaze goes to Ansel. | don’t want to look at him. | don’t want to be here. | don’t want to

do this.

Ansel runs a finger between my folds and my body tenses. “Look how beautiful you are. But you know what will be even better?” |

shake my head, my gaze locked on his face. Ansel and Jasper always makelook into their eyes. It confuses me. “Seeing you so

fucking wet for me, for us, your juices will drip on the bed while you tremble with need and beg for release.”

“] don’t get wet. Ever.” Ansel’s eyebrows shot up. “Smen tried but gave up rather quickly and calledfrigid.”

Something flickers in Ansel’s eyes. “I don’t think you have been with the right men. All those Dukes who f u c k e d you until now

with their whiskey d i c k s have no idea how to make a woman scream and moan for them. How to make here by only looking

at her.” He takes my hand into his and puts it against his hard dic k. He is big. Not like Jasper but still big enough to hurt me. “This

is the answer to your frigidity. Not only my c o c k, but those of my blood-brothers as well.” Behind me, Jasper’s co c k throbs. “We

will f u c k you so good we will cure you.”

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| don’t want to be fu c k e d. | don’t want to be touched. My palm rests on top of Ansel’s co c k and | move it up and down his

length. “May 170 1 ask, hoping that he and Jasper will be happy with a blow j o b. But hope is another illusion. A mirage that | once

believed. Ansel groans and | open his fly. “I am really good at sucking co c ks.”

Jasper squeeres my ti ts, lettingknow he would liketo use my mouth on him until he empties his halls down

my throat.

“Sounds very tempting, but right now, you are the focus, not our c o c k ,” Ansel says. | am... what? He spits on my pussy and

pushes a finger inside of me. It still hurts, but not like before. | try to convince my body to relax, but the thought of being fucked

so hard | can no longer contain my tears makestense up. “Don’t fight this, Honey,” he says as his finger moves inside me.

Jasper rolls my nipples between his big fingers, his lips peppering kisses on my neck.

Don't fight this?

Ansel doesn’t wantto fight them, so | force myself to stay still, to endure whatever they are about to do to me. Smen

prefer it when women struggle. But not Ansel. He wants a docile woman.

“You're quite tight,” Ansel says as he pushes another finger inside of me.

am? “Men alwaysplained | was loose.”

Jasper laughs. “They probably had small di ck s. Not like us, who can fill up a woman with only the tip of ourco ck s.”

No doubt Jasper can do that..

Ansel pumps his fingers in and out of me, anger flashing in his eyes. “I don’t want you to think of others while you are with us.” His

thumb rubs my c |i t, the pain slowly fading away. His fingers start to slide in and out ofwith ease. My body reacts in a way |

never thought it would be possible again. | get wet. How is this even possible? | never-never- get wet. Not entirely true. | use to get

wet for him. Since then, no matter how hard men tried, my body never reacted like it does for Ansel. Why? “In fact, | forbid you to

ever think of those fu c k e r s who used your body only for their own pleasure.”

I don’t know if | can do that, but nevertheless, | nod.

Ansel moves his thumb fast against my c |i t, his fingers curling inside of me, and he presses his free hand on the lower part of my

stomach. Jasper bites my neck, taking my flesh between his teeth and sucking it as he continues to play with my tits. No doubt

he will leave a bruise on my skin, but at least this one will not be born out of pain.

Ansel has his eyes fixed on my pu s sy, a smile tugging at his lips.

“This is what | am talking about. You are so fu c ki n g hot. Look how wet you're getting.” Ansel hums.

My breath catches in my throat. Liquid gushes out of my pus sy and Ansel moves his fingers fast, sliding them in and out of me

fast, pressing more on my stomach. Whimperse out of my mouth. Is it pain that | am feeling or something else entirely?

PAH

Fire, molten lava ignites inside of me. My nipples turn to pebbles and... my head spins. What is happening to me?

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Jasper turns my head to the side and he kisses me, our tongues meeting in the middle in a slow dance. His hand

returnstomy tit.

My hips buck involuntarily. My body feels heavy and | ache for more.

What are Ansel and Jasper doing to me? I've never experienced this before.

“And you

you were frigid. Look at how your p u's sy is weeping for c o c k,” Ansel chuckles. “Don’t worry, Honey, | will take care of your

starving little cun t.”

Jasper keeps kissingand | can’t see what Ansel is doing but | hear him say, “I've wanted to do this for a long time,” before his

thumb disappears from my cli t, only to be replaced by his tongue. His. Tongue. He groans against my p u s sy, sending vibrations

against my cli t and I.... moan. Jasper eagerly swallows them.

Oh G o d. | moaned, it wasn't forced and Ansel is eatingout.

This is not real. It can’t be.... | must have stepped in the Twilight Zone because men don't like to eat pus si e s, they only want

their coc k s taken care of.

Ansel licks and sucks my cli t before pulling out his fingers and enthusiastically laps my entrance before f u c ki n gwith his

tongue. | keep moaning. Is this pleasure that | am feeling? It's overwhelming me. | am burning. Fire kisses my skin. Ansel keeps f u

c kin gme, his skilled tongue makesfeel... draggingto the edge of a precipice.

Ansel is f u c ki n gwith his tongue and | love it. It doesn’t hurt and it feels so good. His tongue darts in and out of me. My as s

lifts from the bed and Ansel grabs my hips as he relentlessly abuses my puss y in the best way.

| was aware sex is not supposed to hurt, but | never thought it could feel this good.

Ansel toldnot to fight them, but something ising and it is scaring me. | try to jerk away from Jasper, but he grabs my hair

and holds my head in place as he roughly kisses me.

Ansel’s tongue returns to my cli t, his finger enters my y, and pumps it in and out of me. My body ignites. My legs start to shake.

Fingers curl inside of me, teasing a spot that makesfeel so f u c ki n g good. Fingers tease my nipples, first one, then

the other.

My ability to think is lost. Whimpers and moans rise from my throat. My skin tingles. My body shakes uncontrollably.

What the f u ck is happening?

Jasper keeps feasting on my mouth.

Ansel keeps eating my pus sy.

Something is about to happen.

My heart beast faster and faster.

| try to close my legs, but Ansel grabs my thigh, forcing them apart, and growls in anger against my throbbing cli t.

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And it happens.

|e.

It's like my body explodes and melts at the stime, stars dancing in front of my eyes. Never, and | mean never, have | felt this

good. Pure bliss.

Jasper pulls his head back and looks atas | scream, my head thrashing against him. Is this how it feels when someone has an o

rgasm?ldon’t even have words to describe what is happening to me. Everything is so intense and | can’t breathe. My lungs feel

like they are on fire.

Ansel circles my cl i t with the tip of his tongue and | think |e again. My hips jerk up. “Ansel,” | hear myself

moaning.

This is the second t| have moaned a man’s name. The first one was his after we made out in his precious orchard. We never

took things too far but | liked it when he touched me. It always felt good, more than good, but what Ansel

and Jasper did tofelt... amazing.

Ansel lifts up his head and cleans his mouth with the back of his hand. “You taste even better than | imagined.” Licking the fingers

that were inside of me, he adds, “Addictive.” To Jasper, he says, “Best pus sy | ever ate. You should try it.”

Tears swirl in my eyes. This is too much forto handle.

Jasper pullsin his lap. “Little Love? Did we hurt you?”

Why is Jasper concerned for me? | blink my tears away. Why are he and Ansel doing these things to me? Makingfeel good?

Makingcu m? | don’t understand them.

“No.” | shouldn't question Ansel and yet | need to know. “Why did you do that?”

Ansel furrows his brow, confused. “You didn't like it?”

He is worried about whether | liked it or not? He has no idea... no idea of what he did to me. Of what he madefeel.

“l did. No man has ever put his mouth onlike that.”

Ansel looks at Jasper and then back at me. “No one has eaten your pu s s y before?” | shake my head.

“Eating pu s sy is the best thing in the world,” Jasperments.

A smug expression appears on Ansel’s face. “Then | am glad | was your first to give you this experience. Told you | would make you

scream.”

He did.

“| thought you were referring to makingscream in pain, | confess.

Ansel leans forward and kisses me. “I am not a sad i st like Carlos. Hurting women kills my mood.”