Free Savage Chains: Shattered (#3) (Men in Chains) by Caris Roane

something, I’m not thinking about that right now.
He touched down in his bedroom near the table and took the laptop from her, setting it aside.
    She didn’t seem to be aware that she was completely naked, which made him admire her all the more. Engles had almost had her, almost taken her life, but she’d kept her wits and brought them both here to this moment.
    No, he wasn’t thinking about his mission right now, only about her.
    And right now he wanted her in his bed.
    * * *
    Angelica wasn’t surprised that Reyes had something specific on his mind, so she said the only thing that made sense. “How about we get you out of your bodyguard clothes, although I must say I like you in a snug T-shirt.”
    He smiled. She’d never seen such a light in his clear blue eyes before. He lifted his shirt off, his muscles flexing and making her take deeper breaths. Here was Reyes, the man she’d desired for months. She felt his Ancestral power resonating from him and through the double-chain at her neck.
    He reached toward her, tracing her chain with his fingers. “I never would have believed this could happen. But you have to know that I have contacts who can work to remove your chain, if you want. It might take some time, but it can be done.” He frowned as he spoke, and she felt his concern for her.
    Angelica smiled. “You’re what I want, Reyes, with or without the chains. But given the state your world is in and that you’ll become a target as soon as you start taking Starlin apart, I think I’d like to keep this on. I’m stunned by the level of power that I feel right now and how much I can siphon from you.”
    She glanced down at her feet and made a mental decision to levitate. And just like that, she floated.
    “Wow.” He caught her around the waist but held on loosely so she could continue to experience the newfound ability.
    After a moment she slid her arms around his neck, let go of the levitation, and fell against him.
    He laughed and swung her in a circle. “You’re alive. I thought I’d lost you.”
    “I know.” She held him tightly, even worrying that she was hurting him, a silly thought because he was so physically strong.
    He gripped her in return, not setting her on her feet, but just keeping her pressed against him.
    Angelica’s eyes filled with tears.
    “We almost died, both of us, didn’t we?”
    He nodded, his cheek sliding against her hair, his chest rising and falling. She felt the depth of his emotion, the near loss for each of them and the relief that they’d survived.
    “She’s dead,” Angelica murmured.
    “I know. I’m so glad. She won’t be able to hurt anyone else ever again or to use her abilities to create another auction, or betting Web site, or method of torture.”
    Angelica pulled back and her feet finally touched the carpet. She cupped his face with both hands. “We made it.”
    He nodded. “I have so much I want to say to you that I hardly know where to start, except that I love you. I should have realized it sooner, but I couldn’t wrap my head around what was really happening between us. Part of me knew and wanted to believe, the part of me that had known love as a child. Yet I’d gone through so much, I wasn’t sure I had the capacity to feel anything ever again.”
    “I can’t imagine what that was like for you. I can only speak for myself.” She chuckled softly. “I was kidding myself, Reyes, when I spoke of leaving, of going back to my old life. I think there was a part of me that was uncertain whether I could measure up in your world.”
    “Well, you certainly proved yourself. What made you take the chains with you, and where the hell did you keep them?”
    “In my gloves. That’s why I chose this pair that went almost to my elbows. As for the why of it, you were being justifiably stubborn about not making use of them, and for very noble reasons. But remember how Sweet Dove hurt me that first week of my captivity? I felt her power then, and I knew its