Chapter Fifteen
A low murmur filtered through the murkiness of sleep, followed by a caress down my arm over my hip and back up again.
“Sweet Aislinn.”
The words triggered a memory but I couldn’t grasp it. I rolled over on my back, still drunk with sleepiness. A warm hand slid along my arm. “Time to wake up, Aislinn.”
I opened my eyes and shied away as Lorcan Devaney’s tall form took shape beside me. “You?”
“Me. Your husband, dear wife.”
The truth started to sink in. I lifted my hand wearing his ring then let it drop to the blankets.
It was a beautiful piece but evoked only contempt within me.
I looked around, and the events from yesterday filtered into my mind.
I didn’t have much to drink, maybe a glass or two of Guinness, but my mind had been eager to erase the wedding.
I sat up with the sheet wrapped around me.
After our intimate encounters, it may seem ridiculous, but I felt better with this barrier between Lorcan and me.
My eyes flitted to the bathtub and our conversation about faithfulness.
I hadn’t really taken into consideration that Lorcan would be faithful to me, that he’d honor our bond.
This was a part of Lorcan I liked, which in turn made me almost wish he hadn’t revealed this tidbit of information about himself. I preferred disliking him. My only hope was that he’d turn out to be a cheater.
Now that the wedding was over, the need to make progress with my search for Imogen arose like a flashflood. In the last two weeks, I’d hardly gathered any information. No matter who I talked to, their answers were not helpful.
“Will you help me search for Imogen today?” I asked. I swung my legs out of bed, turning my back on Lorcan. His intense scrutiny made me nervous and also a little hot.
“On our first day as a married couple?”
I glimpsed over my shoulder at him. “You promised to help me.”
Lorcan got up with a shockingly erect cock, and his expression hardened. “And I will, but not today. I think you need to show me that you’re taking this marriage seriously first.”
I pushed up to my feet, allowing the cover to slide to the floor revealing my naked body.
I walked over to the bathtub and considered taking another bath to soothe the soreness between my legs.
Lorcan stopped a few steps from me, unabashedly naked and rock-hard.
I had a feeling I knew how he wanted me to show that I took this marriage seriously.
He didn’t want to chat or reveal anything personal, which had become very clear during our conversation last night.
Even if his face didn’t show it openly, he distrusted me like the rest of the Irish people in this community.
“What do you want?” I asked haughtily.
He smirked. “What is it you can give me? Not your undying love, I’m sure.”
Love? Our bond was rotten to the core. Love couldn’t grow on poisoned ground.
“Just tell me.”
“I want an offer, Sweet Aislinn. I have all day, even weeks or months. There’s no rush.”
But I didn’t have as much time. Imogen probably didn’t have that much time. What if Lorcan was distracting me on purpose? What if he was trying to derail me from a hot trail that was cooling down every passing day.
“You want me.”
“I have you. ”
I gritted my teeth and walked closer to him. Lorcan’s cock seemed to grow even bigger as we spoke, though I didn’t know how that was possible.
Angry tears stung my eyes. “Stop playing. You order people around all the time. Just tell me what you want me to do.”
Rage flared in his eyes. He crossed the distance between us and closed his fingers loosely around my throat, tilting my head up so I had to look into his eyes.
“I give orders to my soldiers. Do you want to be treated like one of my soldiers? I have no trouble giving you orders, but be prepared for the consequences if you don’t obey. ”
I swallowed, stunned by his anger. Part of me wanted to say yes, because following orders was easier than making my own decisions and having to live with them. But Mum had taught me to be independent. So why couldn’t I do it? Why was I terrified of following my instincts when I was around Lorcan?
“Since you seem incapable of making a decision, I’m going to make it for you today, and maybe tomorrow you’ll be ready to meet me at eye level in this marriage.”
As if Lorcan wanted me at eye level. I doubted he could stand my honesty for long.
“Get down on your knees and suck my cock, Aislinn.”
My eyes grew wide. “I’ve never—”
His fingers around my throat tightened, and he leaned down with a harsh expression. “I didn’t allow you to speak. Get down on your fucking knees and suck my cock. Understood?”
With the pressure around my throat, I didn’t dare speak so I simply nodded. Lorcan released me, and I sank down to my knees. Lorcan was too tall so his cock hovered above my eyes. He widened his stance a bit until his thick erection bounced up and down before my lips.
“Open your mouth.”
I did. Lorcan gripped his cock and guided it into my mouth.
The tip brushed my tongue, and I tasted a subtle saltiness from what I assumed was precum.
He gripped my neck and pushed deeper, his shaft sliding along my tongue until his tip nudged the back of my throat.
Gagging, I tried to pull away but Lorcan’s grip kept me in place.
“No,” he barked. My eyes began watering as I looked up to him. I couldn’t breathe through my mouth, and it was starting to make me feel dizzy .
“Breathe through your nose.”
I did.
“Good girl.”
My pussy clenched, and my cheeks reddened. Lorcan’s lips pulled wide into a dominant smile. “We’ll work on this. You will take me deeper into your throat.”
I began to shake my head, convinced I’d choke if he moved.
“Listen,” he growled. “Open your mouth wider and relax your jaw. Go on.”
I wasn’t sure if I was doing it right but eventually my gag reflex subsided. Then Lorcan slid deeper. His fingers dug into my neck, eyes on me. I swallowed awkwardly around his thick shaft. It felt heavy on my tongue.
He began to move slowly, with his eyes fixed on my face.
It was a foreign sensation, being in someone’s possession like that.
I couldn’t find a better word for the sensation because it felt a little like being possessed.
I followed Lorcan’s orders without hesitation, without thinking.
I was caught in the moment, in Lorcan’s grip.
I felt strangely weightless, as if the weight of responsibility had been lifted off my shoulders.
I relaxed, let myself fall, focusing on the heat between my legs and the hungry look in Lorcan’s eyes, his heavy breathing.
He loosened his hold on my neck and stepped back. Filled with confusion, and a little dread, now it was my turn to make a decision, but Lorcan didn’t look like a man ready to relinquish control. “Suck my balls.”
My eyes darted below and without thinking I leaned forward and sucked one of his balls into my mouth.
Lorcan raked his fingers through my hair, and his other hand began stroking his cock.
Seeing Lorcan touching himself while I sucked his balls sent a flood of lust through me.
I’d have never done anything like this without Lorcan’s coercion, I’d be too embarrassed by the mere idea.
Even now, realizing how much this turned me on, I was mortified, but because Lorcan had taken the choice out of my hands, I could sink into the moment.
Lorcan’s breathing became shaky, his moves jerkier. “Get down on all fours, your back to me.”
I released him and fell to my knees then turned around and got on all fours.
My mind was blank, as if programmed to obey.
“You have the prettiest ass and back, Sweet Aislinn,” Lorcan growled then released a groan.
Something landed on my back and ass cheeks.
I shuddered, my pussy clenching when I realized Lorcan had just come on me.
Slowly, embarrassment over what had just happened overcame me. It was just as potent as our first encounter in the Doom Loop.
“Next time, you might want to act and not force me to order you around.” Lorcan got down on one knee beside me and lightly bit the nape of my neck as he trailed a fingertip down my spine, then over my ass until he dipped between my folds.
I bit my lip when he stroked along my sensitive, wet flesh.
I was soaked. I hadn’t even realized how aroused I was giving Lorcan pleasure, but it was undeniable.
My body didn’t lie. Lorcan chuckled low in his throat.
“But I see you like being told what to do. You like being my good girl, don’t you? ”
My face burned with shame and denial sat on the tip of my tongue despite my body’s obvious arousal. I swallowed when Lorcan stroked two fingers in a V along my folds. “No. I didn’t like it.”
Lorcan pressed his mouth against my ear. “Liar.”
He gripped my hips and flipped me on my back, cradling my head before it could hit the floor. With his fingers on my neck, he forced my gaze down at my parted legs. He rubbed two fingers along my pussy then showed me how they were glistening.
“So you didn’t like it when I told you to take my cock?”
I gritted my teeth and stubbornly met his gaze.
His smile turned vicious. He slid two fingers into me, making my core constrict.
I was sore but also so aroused that I needed friction.
Eyes remaining on me, he pulled his fingers out and they were covered in even more of my lust. He parted his fingers, so my lust spun between them like a spider’s web.
The sight filled me with embarrassment but also a new wave of need.
I wasn’t sure what kind of spell Lorcan cast for my body to show this kind of reaction.
“Pity that you can’t admit the truth. I would have licked you until you filled my mouth with your sweet juice, but I won’t reward lying.”
He released my neck and stood. I quickly pushed myself up, not wanting to lie at Lorcan’s feet.