Authors note: Hello everyone. I am still struggling to find time and motivation to write at present. While I will endeavour to do better than I have in the last month of holiday madness, try to remember this is my hobby not my profession and I have a full-time job as well as my family and circle of friends to keep happy. I know it's hard to wait between chapters and I will try harder to get back on a regular schedule of updates for you. You the readers are important to me and I appreciate each and every one of you.
I am grateful to MsSensualiT and Techie for offering to help me out and be my second sets of eyes. I hope those of you who enjoy this series continue to do so. Not long until the end now, fingers crossed. ~ellie.
Genesis walked back to the cabin he shared with Olivia after the long meeting and knew he would have to be away from her side more often in the near future. She had been quiet and withdrawn when he had sought her out after returning to the property. She either couldn't tell him what was wrong or didn't want to. So, he had put her in a tight corset; and bound her limbs loosely, leaving her lying on their bed to think about why she seemed petulant and unable to talk to him when he had told her he had to attend a family meeting.
Now, as he approached the cabin again, he wondered if that had been the best course of action. Their relationship was evolving just as he had hoped it would. Still, every so often, it seemed Olivia reverted to the untrusting, withdrawn little girl, and he felt the need to assert his dominance to bring her out of it. Could it be her way of seeking his attention? He considered the possibility, but with everything going on lately and her sister missing, presumed dead until today, he had no way to be sure.
As if a light bulb went off over his head with an idea of why she had been acting this way, he strode purposefully into the cabin, locking the door behind him. Fuck, he was so stupid not to have put the pieces together sooner. He walked into their bedroom and found his girl asleep, still wrapped in the loose bonds he had placed on her to encourage her to think about how to explain her mood to him.
Genesis began to undress. There was something heart-warming about holding Olivia in his arms as she slept. It amplified the closeness and rightness of their relationship, regardless of the minefields they would have to wade through for the rest of their lives, thanks to the fucked-up way the men she had known before him had treated her.
In the last few days, both of them had changed. Olivia seemed even more beautiful now than when he first met her. Her face was softer, more feminine, more open and giving than she used to be. The hard lines around her mouth and eyes were gone, and she looked almost doll-like in her serenity. It was as if the worries of the world had disappeared from her face, and her body relaxed in trusting contentment against his. He knew she felt the freedom to allow herself to believe that she would be his forever now, and in some ways that had enhanced her openness with him until now, that was.
He lovingly stroked her hair and kissed her forehead softly. Olivia responded by sighing his name and snuggling tighter in his arms. Their bodies fit perfectly together, and his arms tightened, trying to get her as close as he could. He watched her sleep in awe of the woman he had claimed as his to love and protect. She would twitch in her sleep, moaning his name and afterwards snuggle tighter into his arms. At one point as he watched her sleep, she had a particularly violent shudder, and in her sleep whimpered, "Stay Genesis, stay with me, Master."
"I'm yours, Little One. I'm not going anywhere my love," he murmured this soft reassurance close to her ear. Genesis was pleased that even as she slept, he dominated her dreams. He wanted to reassure her, and responded by tightening his arms. Even in her sleep, Olivia pressed against him as she heard those words and her lips curled into a semblance of a smile.
Genesis absent-mindedly stroked her hair and caressed her face as he watched her sleep. He felt a strong ache in his chest when he heard her moaning and whimpering his name as she slept. He knew she had captured him from the first moment he saw her, and he had worked hard to capture her just as wholly with his love.
"You're mine, now and forever. No one will threaten to take you from me again," Genesis growled possessively. He hadn't realised how much anxiety he had felt about the AFP's investigation until it was over and his girl was finally free of any ties to the nightmare she had endured before him. It was hard for him even to remember the terrified, brain-washed girl he first met at the hospital. She was so much more than that now, and she belonged to him. His smile tightened because with ownership came great responsibility.
She was dependent on him as she had been on Remington and her Father before him for her role in life. Without that guiding hand, she appeared lost and alone. Unlike her sister who had protected her heart by hiding it behind her castle walls; his girl wanted to believe in fairy-tales and riding off into the sunset with a prince rather than the ogres she had to please to survive. Now he was that for her, a prince who had captured her heart, so it was his responsibility to keep it safe. There had been a pure, beautiful innocent woman hidden inside her, and he had forced her to reveal it. It was his duty now to make sure that she has never hurt again.
Genesis's musings were cut short as he remembered the revelation he had when he had entered the cabin. He looked down at Olivia's serene face and bent down to kiss her lips. He let his tongue trace her lips until her mouth opened in a plea for more. He knew she was awake now, and Genesis softly whispered, "We need to talk Little One. It's time to wake up."
Olivia's eyes opened, and she studied his face almost as if she was seeing it for the first time. She expected this to be one incredible dream, and he would be gone when she woke up. He was still here, holding her, with his eyes telling her that he loved her as much as she loved him. She had been dreaming of the way he made love to her, and she wasn't ready to get up. Her eyes closed, with her lips curling into a petulant pout as she whispered, "I'm not ready to wake up, yet, please just a little longer."
Genesis knew how she felt. He wasn't ready for her to be out of his arms either. Still, he couldn't allow her to continue just going through the motions of living while withdrawing from everyone who loved her except him. Vivienne had become increasingly concerned about her withdrawal. She worried that Olivia was suffering from anxiety and depression now that she didn't have an excuse to hide away from the rest of his family. Genesis wove his fingers into her hair, knotted his fist and pulled her face away from his chest. Her eyes were open now looking at him intensely, and he could see her craving for more.
"Little girls who pout and say no to their Master could get a spanking!" He growled softly
"Oh Master, do you promise," Olivia's whole face lit up with a mischievous grin.
"Absolutely!" Genesis chuckled.
