“No.” His voice turned cold. “Ariel will take you out for an hour a day. That’s it.”
“Crewe, I’m not a fucking dog.” I hated this treatment. I didn’t have any rights or any options. All I wanted was to spend time outside in the sunlight, and I couldn’t even have that. “I need more than that. At Fair Isle, I got to spend all day outside. You’re torturing me by keeping me cooped up in there.”
“You’re a prisoner,” he barked. “So just get used to it.”
My hand ached to slap that attitude right out of him. “How about—”
“Silence.” When his eyes turned black, I knew he wasn’t fucking around. “Say another goddamn word and see what happens.” The threat filled the air, my brother’s life in danger once again.
As much as it killed me, I remained quiet.
“On your knees.”
I hated obeying like a dog. I hated having no rights. All I could do was listen to this madman boss me around. But when my family was on the line, I would do anything—even the things I venomously despised.
I moved to my knees.
Crewe stared at me with a hard expression, the approval showing in his eyes. He slowly walked toward me, closing the gap between us until he was directly in front of me. Without taking his eyes off my face, he commanded Dunbar. “Leave us.”
Dunbar’s footsteps trailed away as he left the entryway room and disappeared to another part of the castle.
Crewe undid his belt then loosened his slacks, his eyes trained on me. He pulled down the brim of his boxers so his cock could be free, long and hard with a bulging vein running through it. The tip was darker than the rest of the shaft, swollen with blood. “Suck me off, Lovely.” His hand moved into my hair, and he gathered it in his fingertips before he fisted it.
I’d never sucked his cock before. I hadn’t given a blowjob in a long time, since my last boyfriend years ago. The problem was, Crewe was much bigger than any man I’d ever taken. Must be that Scottish blood.
He grabbed himself by the base and stroked his thumb along the surface. He pressed his head against my lips, rubbing the warm skin against my mouth. A drop formed at the tip then smeared across my lips like Chap-Stick.
I opened my mouth and swiped my tongue over the head, collecting anything I may have missed. The taste of salt and his arousal filled my mouth, and my pussy clenched in response. I licked him again then opened my jaw as wide as I could. My neck craned to take him inch by inch. He lowered himself and entered my mouth, working his way down until he was deep in my throat.
I nearly gagged.
Crewe closed his eyes and moaned. “Lovely, your mouth feels so good…” He rocked his hips slowly, entering my mouth deeply until he pulled out again. He wasn’t vicious with me like I expected, seeming to understand he had a big cock to take.
I flattened my tongue and moved with him, taking his cock over and over. I took a breath when I got the chance then wrapped my hand around his base. I stroked him at the same time as he entered my mouth, his swollen head moving deep into the back of my throat. My saliva dripped down his length and onto my hand, giving me more lubrication to stroke him.
Crewe pumped into my throat at a greater pace, entering me deep and hard. He breathed deeply as I pleasured him, his brown eyes vibrant. His hand moved to the back of my neck where he got a good grip. “I can’t wait to come in your mouth, Lovely.”
To my surprise, I wanted to taste him too. I tightened my grip on his dick and stroked him harder, my mouth working at the same time. My neck ached from the constant movement, and my knees burned from the way I was sitting, but nothing slowed me down.
His fingertips dug into my skin, and a quiet moan escaped his throat. “Here it comes.” He shoved himself far into the back of my throat, nearly initiating my gag reflex a few times. He viciously pumped into me as he got off. He released a loud moan and shoved himself in as far as he would go, dumping everything inside me.
Mounds of his come hit the back of my throat and dripped down, oozing everywhere. I could taste some on the back of my tongue, and I noticed a hint of salt, among other things. I watched his expression as he gave me everything he had, his eyes locked to mine with possessiveness.
When he was finished, he slowly pulled out of me and returned his dick to his pants. “Show me.”
I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant, but I stuck out my tongue.
He gave me a look of approval. “Swallow.”
Most of it had already slid down my throat, so I consumed the rest of it.
His eyes darkened before he extended a hand and helped me up. “Ariel will come by your room when she’s ready.”
What? That was it? My panties were soaked after I watched him get off. He always took care of me, so the jarring goodbye was off-putting. “How about you come with me back to the room?”
His hand moved to my neck, his favorite place to touch me. “No. This way, you’ll be thinking about me all day.”
I already did think about him all day, whether it was fantasies of killing him or fucking him.
He kissed me on the mouth even though I just sucked him off. Then he abruptly let me go and walked away, back to work as if I hadn’t just sucked his cock in the entryway of an ancient castle.
Ariel sat on the cushioned arm chair with her tablet, her black glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. Her eye makeup gave her a mysterious look, and the designer clothes she wore made her look more like a model than a businesswoman. She glanced at me from time to time but didn’t say a word to me.
I enjoyed the sight of the trees and the tulips, letting the sun soak into my skin and make me feel warm. The walls of the castle surrounded us, shifting and turning across the green land. In the distance were more trees and hills, the surroundings just as beautiful. The air was different here, cleaner and lighter.
Everything I’d seen of Scotland had been beautiful. Even Fair Isle, out in the middle of the North Sea, was breathtaking. Freezing and windy, it was still a sight to behold. And now I was seeing a structure that was so old I couldn’t comprehend it.
I wasn’t sure how safe I felt with Ariel. If one of the other men tried to take advantage of me, I didn’t think she would do anything to protect me. But she was loyal to Crewe, so I assumed she would do as he asked. But even then, she didn’t carry a gun. Crewe claimed she was the toughest of them all, so maybe she had hidden talents I didn’t know about.
Her attitude was definitely ruthless.
I walked through the courtyard then ventured to the other side, spotting a squirrel in the tree.
“Don’t go too far.” The warning in Ariel’s voice told me not to challenge her.
I watched the squirrel until he disappeared, and then I returned to the clearing. The tulips in the flower bed were different colors: pink, yellow, blue, and every other color you could think of. The climate of Scotland made summer feel like spring. It was a nice change compared to the blistering heat of New York.