He grabbed my hair and forced his tongue into my mouth. He smelled like rotting fish, but there was also this undeniable rough brutality that I found quite interesting. He could have his way with me and I knew that there would be nothing that I could do. He could force me onto the ground to submit to his will. I secretly wondered what that would feel like and I felt his hands pushing on my shoulders.
I remained standing for, as long as my legs could take it and then they buckled out from underneath me. I landed very heavily on my knees. He made me look at him by pulling my hair and shoving his cock up to my face. I could smell the pungent aroma of his man scent. It was strangely erotic and I didn’t mean to do it, but I stuck out my tongue and tasted him for the first time. It was more than enough to make me swipe at him up and down. He was still holding my hair and I think I liked the idea of being made to do this.
I could easily try to escape again, bite his cock and make him scream in an agony that he probably never felt in his life. I could have done that, but instead I surrounded his knob with the heat of my mouth and the agility of my experienced tongue. This was not my first time orally satisfying a man. It would be my first time to have sex with one. I’ve heard stories about what it would be like and I cringed to think about the pain that I would have to endure.
“I can see that you love a Scottish sword.” His hidden meaning was very clear and it wasn’t like he was trying to hide the fact that his cock was that Scottish sword. He had unsheathed his weapon and he was now making good use of it in the only way that mattered. He slipped with ease back and forth across my tongue several times. I wasn’t allowed to move and he was essentially fucking my face for his own pleasure and amusement. “You are very good at that. You make some of my other lovers seem inadequate compared to you. You swallow me and I like the look of seeing my cock disappear. My knob in your throat is better than most times that a girl has gone down on me.”
“I’m only doing what you requested or more to the point forced me to do against my will.” I was trying to show that this was not something that I wanted to do. I don’t think he believed a single word. My mouth wouldn’t have been, so eager to please, had I not had an interest to see what it would be like to take all of him.
I could tell that he was grinding his teeth, twisting my hair, just a little bit tighter and moving his hips a little bit faster. I watched, as that long piece of meat came at me over and over again. It wasn’t, until I felt the knob puff out that I got a pretty good idea of what was coming next.
“I do believe…suck it…that you may be protesting a little bit too much… YESSSS.” His exclamation of excitement was followed by stream after stream of his nectar forcing its way out of the head. They landed heavily on my tongue. I should have swallowed it, but I continued to allow him to fill up that space. It was only when I had no choice that I gave in to that need to consume him.
He moved away from me, reaching back for anything to break his fall. He was lucky that there was a tree present. He put his hand on it and then slumped down onto the ground with his legs spread obscenely. His cock had some of his stuff still sticking to it. I wiped my hand across my mouth and then I crawled to him like some sort of animal after its prey.
“I don’t think I’m done.” He wasn’t sure what I was getting at. I grabbed him at the base and I put my mouth back over top off him. He shuddered underneath the ministrations of my oral delights. He was shaking his head back and forth, tossing his dirty mane of hair from side to side. His eyes were closed and I was surprised that he didn’t try to stop me. I guess he didn’t want to appear weak. He allowed me to show him how sensitive that he was after a finale that almost choked me.
I made sure to give him that treatment for longer than necessary. He was squirming underneath me and that was the kind of power that a woman in my position would have been happy to have. I easily popped my lips free and licked my lips of anything that was left over. I sat down in the same position between his legs and lay my head against his chest. He was breathing heavy and for that moment, he was no use to anybody.
It was then that I realized that I could have run, but instead I cuddled up to him and stayed within the warmth of his body.
Chapter three
“I would have gladly taken you right there on the ground, but I think that I can do better than that. Diana, I will do everything in my power to make you happy, but that’s not my main concern. I need you to learn to fight. There will be women that are going to stand up against you and you’re going to have to knock them down one at a time. These fights usually last, until only one is left standing. Men from the village will crowd around and watch you and the other women battle. It’s one of our favorite pastimes.” I should’ve known that he would get something from a barbaric act of beating each other into the ground.
“I can’t even throw a punch. You can testify to that. I don’t think you even felt the blow that I gave you. You laughed it off and made me feel like I can’t even protect myself. I don’t want to be defined by having a man in my life.” He was not just any man, he was Shamus. He had just finished telling me that he was the lord of a Scottish Castle. It would take us several days to get there.
“We have time to teach you the basics and a few other moves that might prove useful. That’s only if you are willing to learn. It would be a good idea that you did. I can’t have a woman of mine being laid flat on the ground with a knife sticking out of her chest. People would never look at me the same way again. They would think that I had lost my good judgment. They would challenge me and I would have no choice, but to vanquish one after the other. If you were to show that you were a warrior, then I wouldn’t have to worry about people stepping up to me.”
“I hate to interrupt this, but I have been sent ahead to make sure that you were OK, lord Shamus.” It was quite clear to me that this man was his protector. It would appear that his men did not like him going out into the field of battle alone. They were obligated to abide by his rules, but that didn’t mean that they couldn’t take precautions. “I see that you’ve found yourself a little treat.” I turned away from him, not giving him the satisfaction of seeing me adore his lord.
“Finley, you can tell them and that we have a change of plans. I'm coming back. I need you to go to them and tell them that this battle is not gonna happen. I have made a deal with their people. In exchange for one of their wenches, I’ve decided to spare their lives.” Finley didn’t look at all happy about his lord’s decision. He did walk away grumbling underneath his breath, but he knew that the lord’s decree was final.
“It didn’t look like he was happy about your decision. Are you sure that you’re doing the right thing?” I shouldn’t have questioned him. Had he changed his mind, my friends and my family would be slaughtered and their blood would stain the ground forever.
“Diana, I’m doing what I want and I will not let anybody tell me differently. I don’t want a woman that’s going to be, so easy to submit. I want the attitude that I saw, when I first came upon you. You don’t wear a dress and you don’t bow down to those that think that they know better than you. You’re a woman of substance. You don’t know all about a man’s pleasure, even though you can perform on your knees with this desire in your eyes.” It felt good to help my people. It felt even better that I’d found a man that I could truly come to terms with being with.
“Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, but why haven’t you tried to take me? Perhaps, I’m not exactly your type and you’re having a hard time getting yourself excited enough to be with me.”
“You have no worries about that, Diana. I just finished telling you that you are more women than any of these other women back in my village. They continually come after me with advance after advance. They see getting with me, as a good way of becoming the woman behind the man. They want that power in the palm of their hand. You have more grace and I feel that you would make a better fit on the throne beside me. The only reason why I haven’t taken you is because
I can only do that after the ceremony.” I wasn’t so sure that either one of us could last that long.
“If you can keep your hands off of me for the next few days, until we get back to your village then I will be very surprised. Just between you and me, I hope that you falter. You are a man and most of them can’t keep it in their pants. For you to do otherwise makes you stronger than all of them combined. I’m just wondering, if you can truly stand up to that kind of abstinence. I think that I can, but your needs are a different story.”
He dressed and put on that red and black curtain that he called a tartan. He showed me how to tie it around his shoulders. He did look pretty damn good and all he would need to look better was a bit of attention to detail. I tried to run my hands through his hair, but they were riddled with knots. I could barely pull my hand free. I touched his beard and the bristles pierced my skin.
When he was dressed, he led me back to his horse that was drinking water. It was a magnificent black stallion and the kind of animal that told you that it would stand up to just about anything.
Over the next few days, it was hard to keep my hands off of him, but even harder for him. That was evident by the constant bulge underneath that kilt. I’d found out that Scottish warriors did not wear anything underneath their kilt. It was a tradition to ride bareback. Each time that the horse moved that kilt would rise up from the horse bounding along. I would see his healthy cheeks. I’m not sure, but I think that he was doing that to get underneath my skin.
“Diana, we are less than a few hours away. We had traveled some of the way by boat, taking his horse along with him. The unsavory characters that we came up against were constantly giving me the eye on board. I guess they weren’t used to seeing a lady and they decided to show it in a way that made me feel a little uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Shamus had killed two of them and made sure to do it publicly with the entire ship watching. From that moment on, there was no body that would lay a hand on me. In fact, there was nobody that would even look at me in the eye. I felt ostracized, but I also knew that it was better than the alternative.
“I don’t think I told you, Shamus. I really do appreciate you stepping in on that boat. They had some ideas and I’m sure that the both of us know exactly what they were thinking. I felt dirty and exposed, until you came to my rescue and showed them that I was under your protection. I really think that they thought they were going to get away with it, but you made sure to make them think differently.”
He had taken me higher than I had ever been before on an emotional whirlwind that was quite by surprise. It was a chance that I had to take and maybe this had started with him laying down the law. I couldn’t admit it to myself, but there was something growing between us. He had shown to be a man of honor, although I could see that it was killing him inside to wait to consummate this relationship.
“I would never let anybody lay a hand on you. I feel it’s my obligation to keep you safe, whether it’s from an enemy or friend. You may cower from me, but I will not allow anybody else to make you feel that way.” I wasn’t sure how to take that. He liked his women to shy away from him. He wanted to be the one to seduce them into his bed and not the other way around. He had no delusions that his own people and the women within were a little bit too heavy handed for his liking.
“I’m just glad that you did something about it. I don’t agree with your methods, but the results are undeniable. Killing those two men sent a message to the rest of them that made them want to jump off the ship. Since they couldn’t, they instead gave us a wide berth.” I had my hands wrapped around him and every so often, I would linger a little lower, just so that I could get his attention. There were many times that I heard his gasp of approval and there were many times that I thought that I would have to have my hands tied behind my back to prevent myself from touching him.
For the most part, it was a game of who could tease the other one to the point of losing their composure. He was good at brushing by me and exciting my mind and my body. He made it seem like an accident, but we both knew the truth. He was purposely trying to turn up the heat and make me want him in the worst way possible. He didn’t have to worry about that and I had already resigned myself to the fact that he had me wrapped around his little finger.
We crossed through a meadow and in the distance; I could see the looming castle. He got this look of being home. He closed his eyes and breathed in a huge breath of the air around us. “I don’t know if you can feel that, Diana. It’s like a hero’s welcome and you can smell and feel the adoration in the air. They will come in droves and they will show you that they’re not at all comfortable with an outsider. By now, Finley has already told them everything that they need to know. They’re just waiting to show their displeasure.”
In the last few days, he had gone through how to fight. I put my own spin on it and there was one time and one time only that I was able to best him. He went down and I had the sword up against his throat. In an act of defiance, I nicked him and made him bleed his own blood. He actually smiled and told me that I had come a long way and that he was proud of me.
Chapter four
I knew from the looks on everybody’s faces that they were not happy to see me in the very least. It didn’t matter that the lord had made his decision. I was the one that was going to take the place in his bed.
It didn’t take long, before the first one stood and let it be known that she was challenging me for that very spot. She looked like she could handle her own and those muscles came from a sort of manual labor that I wasn’t used to. She could probably crush me underneath her weight and the best way to avoid that was to stay out of arm’s length.
“She is Sasha of the Clan Mcintyre. That girl is very formidable and she has beaten her fair share of men. Be weary of her left hand. She likes to conceal a weapon away from prying eyes. Use what I taught you and I’m sure that you’ll come out victorious.” I wasn’t so sure of that. I was shaking like a leaf at the very prospect of standing toe to toe with her. I was intimidated, but I couldn’t let her see the fear in my eyes.
“I will take your challenge and I’ll make sure that I send a message to the rest of you. I am here because your lord has told me that this is my place. I do not take that lightly and to think otherwise will only makes the transition harder. Let us begin and remember, you’re the ones that asked for this.” My words showed my conviction and I could only hope that my body would follow suit.
This girl had a bit of facial hair and she did not look all that feminine in my opinion. She looked like she could drink me under the table, but that was not the task at hand.
She opened it up with a flurry of short thrusts. I managed to avoid them for the most part, but I did get a slight scratch along my neck. It broke the skin and I touched it and actually brought the blood up to my mouth. I licked it for effect and I heard the gasp from the crowd. I was acting like an animal, because that was exactly what I needed to be in this instance.
“If I can’t be strong, then I will not be worthy. I need to stand here and take the battle to you, Sasha. I do hope that you don’t hold that against me.” She looked angry and that anger was going to lead to mistakes that I was going to capitalize on. “I don’t want you to think that this is personal, Sasha. This is a matter of necessity and it’s the only way that I’m going to make all of you finally see that your lord knows how to pick a mate.”
She made this ungodly scream and then she attacked me with a vengeance of a warrior spirit. She flashed back and forth and I barely managed to suck in my chest. I tried my best to fend her off, but she was relentless and there seemed to be a moment there that I thought that I was going to lose. It was only after I looked towards Patrick that I knew that there was no room for failure.
I lost my sword, seeing it scatter and bounce on the ground. She was bringing that sword of hers down towards me. I put up my hands and I clasped them together against the blade. I could feel the steel digging into my hand. I ignored
the pain and kicked out with my foot. She doubled over and lost her grip, allowing me to sweep her off her feet. I followed it through with my blade up against her throat on the ground. She tried to reach for that knife on her right side, but I was right there to toss it aside.
The need for blood lust was burning in my veins and I was tempted to kill her. At the last second, I thought better of it and I allowed her to stand.
“Sasha has been vanquished and she can no longer be allowed to stay in the village. Turn your backs and don’t show her the courtesy of seeing her again.” Everybody turned their back on her, except for me, because I really didn’t know how to follow those kinds of edicts.
Sasha looked rejected and the others that had put their hand in for battle had now pulled back. They did not want to go through the same thing. Sasha left with her tail tucked between her legs. It was unfortunate that it had to come to that. I felt bad that she was shunned by her friends and her family. This was not my way, but I had to follow the tradition of the Scottish people.
“I know that you don’t feel very good about that, Diana. I’m not immune to her pain, but she knew exactly what she was getting herself into. She thought that she could beat you and in her defeat, she must walk away from everybody that she loves. If any of them try to help her or give her aid, then they will have to suffer the same consequences. It might sound barbaric, but this is the way that I’ve always done things.”
“I just can’t get over the expression on her face. She was this close to winning and I only got the upper hand, because of something that you taught me. I guess, I am a quick study and I think that I pride myself on knowing that I can go beyond my own endurance.”
He looked around and nobody was standing up or taking a step forward to take the place of Sasha. None of them wanted to contend with been shunned by the clan. Shamus took me by the hand and I could feel his domineering ways coming to the surface.
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