Wolf of Arundale Hall

by Jennifer Leeland

  Sullenly, she stared at the opposite wall. Nothing. She would give him nothing. He wasn’t going to give her any respite. His fingers stroked her pussy, discovering that she was damp. Heat scrambled over her cheeks, another betrayal.

  He slid his hand up from her sensitive nub, across the red stripe on her belly to the pink mark on her breast. He palmed her nipple, then sucked it into his mouth. She gasped when the sensitive area where the crop had hit her was stroked by his tongue. She squirmed, her need overwhelming her.

  Damn him.

  When he released her, she couldn’t breathe normally and hated herself for it. He gazed at her, forcing her to look at him. “Watch.”

  She swallowed and nodded. Anything to stop her body from revealing more secrets to her husband.

  Joshua’s demeanor seemed menacing, insistent. Elizabeth stared at her maid, naked and gagged across the bench. Her husband seemed completely uninterested in the pretty woman’s body or her position.

  “Perry, this woman knew about us, about our affliction. She knew who we were.” Joshua’s eyes were that familiar luminous blue, matching Perry’s and glowing in the candlelight. “She lied to me and to Lady Arundale. You will punish her.”

  Sarah began to yank on the restraints and shout through the gag. Muffled and restrained, she couldn’t express her protests. Elizabeth’s gaze skittered to her husband. Would he force this woman against her will? Her lips tightened. Why not?

  Joshua’s gaze rested on Sarah and he stepped in front of her. With one flick, he removed the gag. Sarah coughed and spat. “Let me go. You have no right.”

  “Don’t I?” Joshua glared at the trussed-up woman. “Didn’t you discover our secret and plan to exploit it?”

  “What secret?” she said, but Elizabeth noted that her gaze shifted away.

  Joshua’s jaw clenched. “Two lashes, Perry.”

  Perry rose from his chair and Lord Everret handed him a wicked-looking item with a black handle and long strands. Perry snapped the strands, the sound echoing in the room.

  Sarah glanced back over her shoulder at Perry and shuddered. Her gaze jerked back to Joshua and she pursed her lips. A low growl rumbled from Perry and he laid the long strands across Sarah’s arse. The maid jumped, her body jerking against the rope. The second strike sounded loud and harsh in the room.

  “Try again,” Joshua said.

  Sarah lifted her head and glared at Joshua. “I knew.”

  “And?” Joshua’s voice was hard and his eyes shone like glass.

  “And nothing,” she snapped.

  “Three more, Perry,” Joshua said without pity.

  Perry’s arm swung and the thud against Sarah’s skin made Elizabeth arch in sympathy. For her, the strikes were arousing, like the slap of Joshua’s hand had been. Apparently, it was the same for Sarah.

  “Touch her, Perry. If she’s wet, then we’ll know much, won’t we?”

  Perry’s smile resembled an animal’s grin as his fingers stroked Sarah’s exposed pussy. He raised his fingers and Elizabeth could see Sarah’s cum shining in the dim light. Perry licked his fingers and groaned.

  Sarah’s breathing quickened and Joshua nodded to Lord Everret. Elizabeth stared at them, focused on the maid. Was she afraid? These men could rip her to shreds. But Elizabeth knew the men intended to dominate her, force her to surrender to them.

  “Marcus, I think this woman needs to learn what truth is.” Joshua stared at Sarah. “You are aroused by all this aren’t you, Sarah?”

  Sarah’s glance flicked from Joshua to Lord Everret and back. “No,” she lied.

  Elizabeth almost sighed out loud. A foolish lie. And considering her position, easily disproved.

  Perry growled low and Lord Everret smiled his razor-sharp grin. Joshua nodded. “Perry, four lashes.”

  The first two strikes were hard and fast. Then Perry stroked Sarah’s pussy slowly before he struck her again. The last lash was enough to make Sarah’s buttocks an angry red. It should have appalled Elizabeth. Instead she wished she were Sarah, taking that erotic beating.

  Then Perry’s fingers fluttered over Sarah’s clitoris, stroking her quickly. Sarah squirmed and shifted, her eyes glassy.

  “Stop,” Joshua ordered and Perry’s fingers stilled.

  Sarah sobbed and tried to shift her hips to increase the pressure against Perry’s fingers. The lust in her brother-in-law’s gaze was a welcome sight. This wasn’t the same expression she’d seen when he’d sought women before, here or in the brothels.

  “Lift her head, Marcus.” Joshua stood aloof from Sarah, his dominance all at arm’s length.

  Lord Everret gripped Sarah’s hair and lifted her head. Joshua met Sarah’s gaze. “This kind of play arouses you.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she said frantically.

  “And you came here to do something, didn’t you, Sarah McDonald?” Joshua’s teeth lengthened and his eyes narrowed. The Beast was near.

  Sarah struggled against the ropes, against Lord Everret, against Perry’s fingers. “Yes.” Tears streamed down her face. “But…I couldn’t do it. I saw…I felt how he suffered, how she suffered. I couldn’t… Please…” She began to cry.

  “Who sent you?” Joshua demanded.

  Sarah jerked and her nose ran. Lord Everret gently wiped her tears but kept his hand clenched in her hair. “Lady North.”

  A cold fist gripped Elizabeth’s heart. How could she? Their grandmother had sent Sarah…to do what?”

  “What did she want you to do?” Joshua’s tone was harsh and cold.

  “To kill the Beast.”

  “No.” Elizabeth couldn’t keep the word contained. “How could she? How could you agree?”

  Lord Everret had released Sarah’s head when she admitted the truth and the maid kept it lowered. “I didn’t know, my lady. I didn’t know that he… I swear to you, I didn’t realize.”

  Perry turned his back and headed for the door.

  “Stop,” Joshua commanded and Perry froze. “Listen to all of it, my brother,” he said more gently. “Tell him, Sarah. Tell him when you realized you couldn’t kill him.”

  “Please don’t make me,” she said in a small voice.

  “Do it,” Joshua snapped.

  “When…he asked me to…whip him.” Tears clogged her words and Elizabeth wanted to comfort her, hold her.

  Perry’s gaze was cold and feral. The Beast was so close to the surface now and Perry didn’t have the control that Joshua had. When his eyes rested on Sarah, Elizabeth thought Perry might rip her flesh and toss her aside like a rag doll.

  “But you knew what he really needed, didn’t you Sarah? And you wanted to give it to him.” Joshua’s glance met his brother’s and held it. “You wanted to give him the submission he craved.”

  An unpleasant flush covered Sarah’s face. Elizabeth recognized shame when she saw it. “Stop it. Leave her alone,” Elizabeth shouted.

  Joshua glared at her. “You still do not trust me?”

  She swallowed. “No,” she said, but her heart screamed “yes”.

  “Elizabeth,” Joshua said softly so only she could hear. “Do not interfere or I will keep you on the edge of pleasure for hours.”

  Her nostrils flared and she curled her lip at him. “I don’t believe you,” she said.

  The air in the room thickened and Elizabeth realized she’d both angered Joshua and aroused him. She was in trouble.

  “Right. Perry, take the submission Sarah wants to give you. Finish the job you started. Marcus, help him.” Joshua’s gaze was fixed on Elizabeth and she trembled.

  Joshua opened the wooden box and removed a long, glass item that resembled a man’s penis but much larger. Elizabeth gasped. Then he took out a complicated thing that looked like a harness for a horse. What was he going to do?

  Her husband wrapped the harness around her waist and slipped the phallic item through a hook in the leather. He tightened the contraption around her waist and the glass slid inside her pussy. She groaned and squee
zed her thighs together. The invasion stretched her to the point of pain. The dildo pressed against her clitoris but she couldn’t make it give her pleasure.

  Then Joshua had the crop again and he struck her belly, leaving a red mark. Again, across the breasts. When he hit her nipples, she hissed, but he followed with his warm mouth sucking on her stinging flesh.

  It was unbearable. She was so close, so edgy. Pain, pleasure and need swirled through her bloodstream. He pressed his body against the glass item inside her pussy, driving it deeper, filling her more. She shifted, trying to reach the pinnacle. But he was true to his word. He kept her close, weeping. Her eyes widened when he slid the dildo out and she noted the glass was a milky color from her cum.

  “Keep those eyes open, Elizabeth,” he demanded harshly. “Watch what they do to Sarah and know that your fate is the same.”

  Perry’s hands were on Sarah’s hips and he buried his cock inside her pussy. The woman cried out and arched back to meet him. Marcus kissed her lips and Sarah’s scream when she came was muffled.

  Elizabeth’s pussy rippled in sympathy. God, she wanted to come. But Joshua wouldn’t allow it. He kept his tongue on her breast, torturing her. But she would not beg. That was what he wanted.

  A growl from Perry echoed through the room and Elizabeth stared as her brother-in-law ran his clawed fingers down Sarah’s back. The woman convulsed and Lord Everret kissed her again and again, his fingers stroking her breasts.

  Then Perry threw back his head and howled, an eerie sound that made her pussy clench. His hips thrust frantically against the little maid.

  “Marcus, come here,” Joshua ordered, and Lord Everret gave one last stroke to Sarah’s cheek with his fingers before he strode over to Elizabeth. Joshua backed away from her. “Suck her tits. Keep her near but don’t let her go over.”

  “Bastard,” she snarled at him, then gasped when Lord Everret’s mouth closed around her nipple.

  Joshua twisted the glass rod inside her and she sobbed. He kept his gaze locked with hers. “Beg me, Elizabeth.”

  “Never!” Brave words considering how close she was to doing that very thing.

  He smiled. “We’ll see.”

  Lord Everret’s tongue swirled around her nipple, but it was Joshua who caused her to lose control. He stared at her pussy, clenched around the length he shoved inside her and her body tightened.

  Then it happened. Lord Everret sucked on her tit just as Joshua twisted the glass item and she exploded. Her keening cry sounded desperate to her own ears and she thrust helplessly. Her release squeezed around the thick glass and wetted her thighs. Lord Everret moaned against her breast and she heard a catch in Joshua’s breath.

  She blinked and stared. Joshua’s expression was etched with lust. “Get her down,” he ordered Lord Everret.

  A wicked smile lifted Lord Everret’s lips as he released her. She collapsed, her arms almost numb. Perry and Sarah were nowhere to be seen. Joshua gripped her upper arm and made her lie down on the bench. He removed the leather harness, causing her to groan as the glass rod slid out of her. Joshua stared at the milky glass for a moment, then loomed over her. “I’m going to punish you for coming without permission, Elizabeth,” he said.

  She licked her lips nervously. How would he punish her?

  “Marcus, I want you to lash her breasts with the crop until I come inside her.” His gaze glittered, the Beast close, his teeth longer, his fingers more like claws.

  She shivered. She tried to shift away, but his hands gripped her hips and held her still. She squirmed, fighting him, fighting herself. He slammed inside her and she convulsed, stars appearing in front of her eyes. She sobbed as her body quaked and shook.

  When she started to come down, Lord Everret struck her with the crop. At the same time, Joshua buried his cock deep inside her and Lord Everret stung her flesh with the crop. She thrashed beneath their assault, pleasure and pain all converging to overwhelm her.

  “More,” Joshua said in a low growl.

  Harder, faster, the two men worked her body and mind. She held back, trying to gain control of her body.

  “Beg me,” Joshua said.

  She bit her lip to keep silent.

  “Suck her tits, Marcus. If she comes again, keep whipping her. I won’t come inside her until she begs me.”

  *

  The feel of Elizabeth’s pussy was so good, so incredible, that Joshua thought he’d come before he got what he really wanted. Her surrender.

  Watching Marcus work her into a frenzy had been arousing and sexy. How the hell was he going to wait until she begged him? When Marcus’s mouth closed on Elizabeth’s tit, fresh cream bathed Joshua’s cock and he had to bite back a groan. Damn, that felt good. There was no one like Elizabeth.

  Buried inside her, he tested her, teased her. His finger sought the tight hole of her arse and he rimmed it. Her eyes flew open. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m fucking you,” he said bluntly.

  “Not there,” she said, but her tone was weak.

  He stroked the muscles there again and her pussy clenched around his cock. “Oh, you like that.” He slid a finger inside her, reveling in the way her body jumped and clenched. “I’m going to fuck you there, but not tonight. Tonight I want you to beg for my seed, Elizabeth. I want you to beg me to come inside you.”

  She arched her back, which shoved her tit deeper into Marcus’s mouth. Poor Marcus. He needed to do something for him. He removed his finger from her arse. “Marcus, straddle my wife’s face and let her suck you.”

  “Sure she won’t bite me?” Marcus said with a grin.

  “She might,” Joshua quipped.

  “Promises, promises.”

  Marcus straddled Elizabeth’s face and his cock filled her mouth. Joshua couldn’t see her expression anymore, but he sensed her arousal by the way her pussy stroked his cock.

  Joshua lifted her legs so that her ankles were at his ears. He stroked her pussy slowly and reveled in the muffled groans. Marcus’s breathing became shallow and harsh. His arse clenched and his hips thrust faster.

  Joshua knew the man couldn’t come in Elizabeth’s mouth. Marcus had a mate and though he could become aroused, he couldn’t spill his seed for anyone except Derek.

  “I think she’s had enough,” he said and Marcus slid his cock out of her mouth. Gently, Marcus pressed his lips to hers and stepped back. His gaze met Joshua’s. “May I stay?”

  Joshua managed a short nod. God, he was barely hanging on, his cock being washed with her warm cum. He gazed at his wife. “Beg me, damn it.”

  Her lips trembled. “Joshua,” she whispered. “Please fuck me.”

  He slid his cock a little deeper. “I am fucking you. What else?”

  Her gaze met his. “Come inside me. Let me come with you. Please. Oh God, please.”

  Her begging sent him over the edge. The Beast exploded from him and his claws dug into her soft skin. His teeth scored over her breasts, stretching her legs and opening her fully up to him. He pounded into her, his mouth filled with her tits, his cum boiling from his balls. Her pussy squeezed him, milked him, until he had to give up his release inside her.

  His roar was ripped from his throat and he streamed inside her. His wife screamed and thrashed, her body his, her mind his too. Possession. He pressed his hand inside her thigh and stroked the mark there. She convulsed around him and flooded his cock with liquid honey. He groaned as his prick responded by starting to harden again.

  That was new.

  Her eyes flew open. “But you…”

  His lips kicked up in a smile. “You have that effect on me, wife.”

  But he slid out of her and lifted her into his arms. Then he sat down in one of the chairs in the corner. He glanced at Marcus, who bowed and left the room.

  “Why won’t you believe I’ll never leave you?” he asked her.

  She stiffened and tried to pull away but he tightened his hold on her. “Tell me, little flower.”

  “You
left me before. I wasn’t enough.” She turned her face away from his body.

  “And my explanation isn’t good enough for you?” How could he heal the damage he’d done? What words could he use?

  “Five years ago it would have been enough.”

  He twined one hand in her hair. “I was afraid to come home, Elizabeth.”

  “Why? What was so frightening?” Her gaze finally met his.

  He bent down and brushed her lips with his. “I was afraid you’d leave me, afraid that if I came home you’d divorce me. In Jamaica, I could take that kind of pain. But here? To watch you walk away from me? I couldn’t do it. And I was sure you were going to, my love.”

  She stared at him. “Why?”

  He snorted. “Why not? Jaimison is in love with you. My brother could easily have been so. Why wouldn’t you leave me?”

  She remained still for a moment, then began to pummel his chest. “You bastard!”

  He captured her fists, confused. “It’s true.”

  Tears squeezed from her eyes. “How could you leave me alone for so long, Joshua?”

  “I was a fool,” he said bitterly. “I thought…I thought I’d make it easier for you to walk away from me.”

  Her hands stroked his face. “I could never walk away from you,” she whispered. “God help me, it’s the truth.”

  He stared at her. “I love you, little flower. Now and forever. I always have.”

  The words had slipped out and he waited to see the rejection in her gaze, the withdrawal. Instead she circled her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his, her kiss robbing him of any coherent thought. They were both still naked, so when she straddled him she buried his cock deep inside her body.

  When she arched her back, he lovingly nibbled her breasts, loving the way her pussy clenched when he did. Her hands twined in his hair and held him closer. She shifted, moving over him, caressing him.

  The Beast stayed beneath the surface and the man dominated this moment. She came, a slow, rolling motion that made him clench his teeth to hang on to his release. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and she whimpered.