Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos
292. Jasper - Healing IV

Having him in the same bed as me is strange but Olivia is bonded to him, so maybe there's a chance to save Mose. Only time will tell. For now, I'll treat him as I always do. Ansel walks up to us. "You should let her try. She healed my wings."

Now that I think about it, didn't he mention that Olivia has healing powers? Or that he had his second pair of wings ripped off. I want to ask about his demon, but now is not the time. Later, after I fuck Olivia for hours. Olivia shrugs. "You only got hurt because of me. It was the right thing to do." To me, she says, "If you don't want me to try, it's your call."

I quickly sit on the bed. "I do."

"I can't promise this will work," she says as her hands are back on my leg.

Even if she doesn't heal me, there won't be any hard feelings. I already got used to the idea that I might lose my left leg. After the operation, the doctor told me it could be a possibility, as the damage was pretty significant. After a minute or so of nothing happening, Olivia frowns. "Do I have to get angry every time I want to heal someone?"

Her hands glow. A tingling sensation spreads across my leg, and the pain in my knee eases. All the drugs prescribed by the doctor didn't help. They never did. In time, I got used to the constant ache. Not feeling it anymore is strange. I can't wait to see if I can go back to missions now that my leg is all better. But that will mean being away from Olivia for days.

"You are amazing," I say.

"I'm just happy to help," Olivia casually says, like it's not a big deal that she can do extraordinary things. She uses her powers for a few minutes before removing her palms. "How do you feel?"

"Better than I've felt in years. Ansel, can you find something to remove the cast?"

Ansel thinks for a moment before saying, "I'll go grab the angle grinder."

What the hell does he plan to do with it?

"Do you want to cut off my leg after Olivia healed it?" I ask.

Ansel snorts. "Just the cast. Don't they have something similar in the hospitals?"

"It's a cast cutter," I explain.

Ansel dismisses me with a flick of his wrist. "Same thing."

How, in Lucifer's name, is that the same thing? The cast cutters are specially designed for medical purposes. Even if the blade touches the skin, it won't cause any harm.

"Change of plans. I'm going to the hospital because this will only end in a disaster," I try to reason with Ansel, but he leaves. I sigh. "This is what I get for wanting to get laid."

Olivia makes a funny noise. It sounds like she was giggling.

I lean on my elbow and cup her face. My thumb caresses her cheek. "I am yet to see you smile. I wonder what it will take to hear you laugh."

"I don't know how to laugh anymore," Olivia says.

She endured so much, no wonder she looks sad all the time. I wish there were a way I could make her truly happy.

I know my next words won't make her feel any better, but I want her to know what I feel for her. "I love you, Little Love," I say before I steal a kiss from her. She doesn't say the words back, but I don't expect her to. She needs time to heal from all the heartache she endured.

Mose hugs her from behind, his palms cupping her tits. His eyebrows shoot up. "Amazing."

Olivia leans her head on his shoulder. Their hips move back and forth.

"So impatient to fuck her perfect pussy," I chuckle.

Mose groans. "I. Never."

I don't ask what he never did as I want my entire focus only on making her feel good. My fingers rub her clit. Soft moans rise from her throat. I missed hearing all those little sounds she makes when she enjoys herself. Mose rolls her nipples between his fingers.

"Oh," she moans when my middle finger eases inside her.

"Does it feel good?" I ask, not wanting to hurt her.

Her pussy grips my finger hard. "It feels amazing. But your tongue would feel even better."

I push another finger inside her. "What did you think I was doing here? Getting my meal ready."

"Who sticks their fingers in their food?" Olivia wonders.

I pull my fingers away from her. "I do," I say before licking them clean. More cum oozes from my dick. "I missed your taste."

"You don't need my permission to eat me whenever you feel like it." Olivia has no idea how hungry I can get during the day. And I'm not the only one who will want to feast on her pussy. I lay on the pillows. "Ride my face."

Ansel returns before Olivia can suffocate me with her sweet pussy. A pair of pruning shears are in his hands. At least he didn't bring the angle grinder.

"I searched the internet for ways to remove a cast at home. It says that you should soak it in warm water and vinegar. When it's soft enough, I can cut it," Ansel explains.

At this point, I am ready to drive myself to the hospital and have the damn thing removed by someone who knows what he's doing.

Olivia gets out of bed and picks up the robe from the floor. "I'm going to look for the vinegar."

Mose sighs, annoyed. "Bath."

I should have fucked Olivia before she healed my leg. Then my balls would not be hurting so much right now. I bring the fingers that were inside her to my nose. They still smell like her. I should have my face buried between her thighs, not letting Ansel play handyman with my leg.