Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

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1 look over to the stalls then | pick up Olivia in my arms. Diva is obviously displeased, but she can bite my as s. “Letshow you

the horses.” Walking up to the first stall, | say, “This is Artax. Do you remember when we watched The NeverEnding Story, and you

cried for days because Artax died in the swamp, and Camila and Rueben teased you:

because of it ”

When Olivia and Camila becfriends, Rueben, Tyson, and | thought it was just a faze, especially since Camila never had a good

opinion of the Dukes. Weeks later, Olivia becamon guest in Camila and her family’s house. Since | was a friend of Tyson

and Rueben, | would often hang out with them, drinking, smoking, and playing Call of Duty while preparing for University, Olivia

wiggled her way into out lives by learning how to play video games and hanging out with us. Soon, Sunday becpizza and

movie day. The five of us, plus Rueben’s parents, would find afortable spot in the living room and watch movies for hours.

“You were the only one who didn’t make fun of me,” she says as she looks at the horse. “Even Tyson laughed.”

“Tyson has always been an as s.”

“| suppose,” she murmurs, her eyes never leaving Artax.

Despite the bruises covering her cheeks, she has turned into a beautiful woman. The shirt she is wearing has enough buttons

undone to reveal her generous ti t s to me. My c o c k stirs, and if not for her being hurt, | probably would have had my co c k down

her throat by now, tears spilling down her face, her lips swollen by how rough | would have been with her. | push aside my desire to

fill her holes with my cu m.

Turning to the other stall, | say, “This is Speckles. She, | pause for a moment, then continue, “had a rough life before Jasper found

out about her and brought her here.”

Tears pool inside her eyes. “She is suffering.”

| frown. “I know the experience you had with us wasn’t the best, but we are not harming her.”

Olivia shakes her head. “She misses her filly.”

“Filly? Speckles never had a foal.”

“She did,” Olivia insists. “I can feel it.”

Olivia has always been fond of animals, especially horses, but for her to sense if an animal is suffering or not an why is another

thing.

| know | am going to regret this later, but even so, | say, “I will ask her ex-owner’s son about it.” Olivia nods absently as her eyes

are fixed on Speckles. “I left the best for last-Juniper.”

Olivia's back stiffens. “Jasper kept mentioning her. It is not my place to say anything, but do you really have to keep her here, in

the barn?”

| frown, because she is making no sense. “Where are we supposed to keep her?” | ask as we reach Juniper's stall.

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“In the home,” she suggests,

The goat in the house?”

“The what

“huniper is a goat.” Olivia's eyebrows inch op. “What? Did you think she was a woman we keep chained in the ent She doesn’t

reply, but her pink cheeks tell| am right.

| laugh, her checks bing more flushed, making her even more beautiful. My eyes lock with hers, and before 1 krem what | am

doing, my lips capture hers, finally kissing her. For years, | dreamed of her, the forbidden fruit, knowing | would never have her. ltut

now, not only is she in my arms, but soon she will be in my bed, under me, her p us s y kissing

my dick.

If not for Tyson and Rueben, the things | would have done to Olivia tonight.

Her lips are soft and full, made for kissing. A purr ripples through me, reminding| am not the only one who has been waiting for

this moment.

| playfully nip her tender flesh, and when she opens her mouth, my tongue spears inside her mouth. Despite my eagerness to kiss

her, Olivia barely reciprocates.

“Kissback, Honey,” | murmur.

Honey.

| bet that pus sy of hers

Astes like honey as well. When she is better, | will f u c ki n g spread her on the table and lick her for hours. Not just lick her, | will

eat her out, a full course meal-tongue, teeth, mouth, until | am satisfied and she has no more voice from screaming my name, as |

make here all over my face, over and over again, until my body and

soul are fused to hers forever.

Olivia shily returns my kiss, makingeven hungrier for her taste. My tongue dives deeper into her mouth, licking every inch,

claiming it for me.

My c o c k throbs with the need to bury myself deep inside her and fill her with c u m, getting her pregnant with my child. | have

been obsessed with her ever since she becfriends with Camila, but | never said anything to her because she was a minor back

then. But now she is fair game, and this time, | won't hold back. At least, not when | am with her

because Rueben and Tyson won't approve of this..... madness.

This is madness, else, how can | explain my unhealthy obsession with this woman?

Healthy or not, madness or not, obsession or not, Olivia is here to stay. It is only a matter of tbefore 1 the others that Olivia is

the one for us

Olivia shivers, and | break the kiss. “It's best | take you back to the house.”

Looking over my shoulder at the black goat who is missing her left horn, Olivia says, “Alright.”

convince

| walk out of the barn, Olivia in my arms, Diva following us. For a moment, | contemplate taking her to my room, but

not wanting to deal with Tyson and Rueben’s outbursts, | head over to the guest house.

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Jasper is snoring, oblivious to Olivia sneaking out of the house. | gently place her next to him and cover her with the

duvet

“Don’t et about the filly,” she remindsbefore | slip outside the house.

A few days later, Rueben, Diva, and | are on the road, tracking down a criminal who has been eluding justice for months. The air

inside the SUV is thick with tobacco and there are empty beer cans all over the back seats.

Rueben has been stewing for days, and | have yet to find out why. | could ask him what's on his mind, but after years of dealing

with his temper, | learned not to g i v e a shit, and eventually, he will telleverything | want to know.

My phone buzzes in my pocket, lettingknow | received a text. | pull it out and open the text. It's from the son of thebastard

who was Speckles’ owner before us.

“Yes, she did have a filly right months ago.”

1 contacted him yesterday. | wanted to demonstrate that Olivia was wrong about Speckles, but she was right about the filly.

How the f u c k did she know?

“Where is the filly now?’ | type back and put the phone back in my pocket, knowing it will take a while before | receive a

reply.

Rueben tums left on an empty road in the middle of the forest and, minutes later, suddenly stops the car and gets out.

Knowing he is about to talk about whatever crawled up his a s s, | take a cigar and light it before I, too, get out of the

car.

“Jasper is getting too attached to the Diseased C u nt. | don’t like it. We need to do something about it.”

Since New York, Rueben has kept a close eye on Jasper, watching how he interacts with Olivia, while | took a step back, waiting for

her to get better so | can f u c k her to my heart's content.

1 take a drag from my cigar. “Like what?”

“Anything.” He paces back and forth several times before saying, “We should take her to the Blood Lodge,” my demon growls in

anger, but | don’t interrupt him, “during one of the gatherings and-

He doesn’t get to finish as he suddenly grunts in pain and grabs the right side of his neck with his hand, blood dripping from

between his fingers.

| put the cigar between my lips and take out my handgun from the holster just as a bullet grazes my left ear.