Beast’s Demands by Sam Crescent

Chapter Five

Ashley

 

I was shown to another wing of the Monsters’ house while I had to wait for Earl to arrive. Dinner had been awful. There was no other word to describe it. Tensions were running high. The men looked ready to kill one another. The fact Emily wanted to speak to him only made my nerves increase.

Earl’s men stood outside of the room. I’d been surprised we weren’t going back to the boat or to a different house. This wasn’t like Earl to want to be in the same house as them. My nerves were now at an all-time high.

The moment the door opened, I stopped pacing and turned to see Earl standing in the doorway.

“You haven’t had a bath?” he asked.

I glanced around the room then at him. “Are you okay?”

“Emily is not a problem, if that’s what you were worried about.” He closed the door and flicked the lock into place.

I watched him remove his jacket.

I didn’t know how he could be so calm, so collected. It didn’t make any sense. All I wanted to do was scream at him.

We were in Crude Hill. I lied to my best friend. Earl wasn’t a gentleman. I didn’t tell her about the money I was earning daily. I didn’t know if I’d earn the same amount for getting punished. My life and my thoughts were all a mess, but it was so good to see Emily again. To be with her. I loved her like a sister.

“It’s not just Emily. It’s all of this. You knew what it was like at dinner. Doesn’t that bother you?”

“We won’t be staying in this house for much longer. The sooner my deal with the Monsters is done, we’re out of here. When that time comes, I suggest you be prepared not to see Emily for some time.”

I wrapped my arms around myself.

Things had been tense between us since he spanked me. My ass no longer hurt. There were bruises still. If Emily had wanted to see me completely naked, she’d have seen them. It was so embarrassing.

I didn’t want to think about it.

Earl moved toward me and cupped my face. His thumbs ran across my cheeks. “Did you have fun?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I did.”

“Good. You’re going to be here tomorrow to keep Emily company. I don’t want you leaving. Do you understand? You’re to stay here while I go and take care of business.”

“You’re trusting me to stay here all by myself?”

“Yes.”

I nibbled on my lip, trying not to let my mind wander. “Do you think you can help her? Emily, I mean.”

“I know I can help her.” He removed his jacket, opening the buttons of his shirt.

I was struck by the sheer power he possessed. He kicked off his boots and looked at me. He caught me ogling his body. He had a very nice body, and I couldn’t just look away. I totally should have.

“If you’ve been pacing since I went to talk with Emily, care to join me in the shower?”

See, this was what I was talking about. He was scary as fuck throwing out his threats, but when we were alone like this, he was sweet, almost like a gentleman. It was these moments I thought about when I talked to Emily. He was sweet and caring, and like a normal guy.

I loved it when he held his hand out, waiting for me to take. Sliding mine within his, I followed him into the bathroom.

“You can’t shower without getting naked.”

The way he said it sent an ache through my body. It was strange that I’d rather go back in time with him, before I thought about what he did to all of those women. I wasn’t one to judge. My mother had decided she couldn’t stand having a difficult life, so she’d fucked a married man, all in the name of getting it easy.

With my gaze on his, I slowly peeled away my clothes, watching his reaction. He didn’t give me anything. I didn’t know if he liked what he saw or if he hated it.

I stood before him, naked. He still wore his pants, but once he looked his fill, he took them off and stepped beneath the shower.

He stood beneath the spray, taking the brunt of the cold water.

The moment I was under, I let out a gasp. It was nice and warm. Earl moved me under the main spray and reached for a bar of soap. He didn’t grab a sponge and instead lathered his hands. I gritted my teeth as his hands touched my body, working the suds in, washing my body. The moment he grazed across my breasts, I couldn’t help but close my eyes. The pleasure was instant. He didn’t linger though.

He washed my pussy and my thighs. Once my body was taken care of, he got to work on my hair. I closed my eyes, loving his ministrations.

I was so turned on. I couldn’t help but press my thighs together so I could feel something, anything.

He tilted my head back, and his lips brushed across mine, his tongue swiping along my bottom lip before plunging inside, and I moaned his name. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I gasped as his cock pressed against my stomach.

He was so hard, so thick. He made me ache.

Earl broke the kiss first, and I missed his touch, his warmth, his heat. I’d give anything to have him surround me again. All I wanted to feel was completely possessed by him. At that moment, I truly believed I’d give him my virginity. All he had to do was take it.

He put the block of soap in my hand.

I copied him. Soaping up my hands, getting them nice and slick, I placed them on his body. He was rock-hard.

The ink stood out, looking scary and sexy at the same time. This was a man used to getting what he wanted.

I liked touching him, tracing across his body. He stepped beneath the water, and I had no choice but to grab the soap and coat his skin again. When it came time to do his dick, he was rock-hard.

A part of me wanted to run away because I didn’t know how to deal with a man like this.

I didn’t run.

Wrapping my fingers around the length, I worked from the base up to the tip, then back down again.

He watched me as I did this. When he was thoroughly clean, I really wanted to explore his dick further, but I held myself back. I didn’t give in to the demand. I simply worked his cock and enjoyed watching him squirm.

When I was done washing him, I expected it to be over, but he grabbed me, pressing me up against the wall. His hand went around my throat, tilting my head back with his thumb underneath my chin.

He took possession of my mouth.

I melted.

“Touch me,” he said, biting down on my lips.

I didn’t pretend. I went back to his cock and stroked him.

He groaned. “Yeah, that feels so fucking good.”

Earl took possession of my mouth again, and I gave in. Kissing him back as he consumed me with the pleasure of his kiss. I couldn’t get enough. I was hungry for more. He let out a moan, and I felt his cock getting harder. He started to rock within my grip.

His hand turned into a fist as he slammed it beside my head. I felt him come. The pulse of his spunk as it landed on my stomach. He pressed his face against my neck, breathing me in.

I did this.

I made him come.

I wasn’t repulsed.

No, this was power. Earl wanted me. He came for me. I belonged to him in every single way, but that didn’t mean I didn’t hold any power. I held a great deal.

All I had to do was work it.

Earl washed his cum off my stomach, turned the shower off, and left the stall.

He didn’t speak.

I watched him grab a towel and wrap it around his body. Then he turned to me. I went to climb out, but he lifted me up. I expected him to stop as soon as I was clear, but he carried me through to the bedroom. I had no choice but to wrap my arms around his neck to hold on. He didn’t take me far. Just the bed, and as I went down, he came with me. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to have sex right now, but as his cock pressed against my core, I wasn’t entirely opposed to it.

Earl kissed me.

Even though his cock was now flaccid from already reaching an orgasm, he was big. I didn’t exactly have many men to compare it to, but I knew he wasn’t small. When he took me, it was going to hurt.

“Stop tensing,” he said.

I wriggled beneath him, and his lips graced down my body, going toward my breasts. A gasp escaped as he took one nipple into his mouth, followed by the next as he sucked them hard. His teeth bit down, creating just enough pain to almost make it unbearable but not enough for me to not want it.

I was hungry for more.

For whatever he could give me.

“I’m not going to fuck you today,” he said, surprising me.

“Why?” I wasn’t disappointed, was I?

Glancing down at where he hovered above my pussy, I saw a smile on his lips.

“The first time I take you is not going to be at the Monsters’ house. It’ll be in one of mine, where I know I can enjoy you.” He cupped my sex, opening the lips, and then his tongue pressed to my core.

I closed my eyes on instinct as his tongue swiped through, circling my clit, before going down to my hole. I couldn’t help but tense as he teased me. He didn’t penetrate. The promise was there like always, but he didn’t follow it through.

His name slipped past my lips as I moaned. “Please, Earl.”

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

“Then come for me, Curves. Come for me.”

He sucked on my clit, his tongue gliding back and forth, and I couldn’t stop it. The orgasm took me completely by surprise, and I released. It was amazing. For a few short seconds, I nearly saw stars, and at that moment, I realized why so many people had an obsession with sex. It was heady. It was amazing.

The comedown was just as good. Earl’s arms wrapped around me, and I felt safe. He kissed the top of my head. “Now, get some sleep.”

I didn’t think it would be possible to fall asleep, but in his arms, in one of the softest beds in the world, I closed my eyes, content to just be at peace.

****

Earl

I’d been in Crude Hill too long. The desire to crush the four Monsters grew stronger with every passing second. They were good at what they did. They ran this town with a firm grip, but even still, they were children, nothing more than boys. Their fathers were proving to be a giant pain in the ass.

The truth was I’d expected them to come after me. What Caleb, River, Vadik, and Gael didn’t know was that I was the one to put their fathers in a vulnerable position. It had helped for the four sons to take over the running of Crude Hill.

With time and patience, you could achieve anything, and with the distraction I put in place to lure their fathers away from watching the town too closely, it had given the boys the right opportunity to strike.

I wasn’t going to point out the obvious to them.

Clearly, their fathers were on a warpath of pain and destruction themselves. I could understand that. Being locked away, drugged to remain completely submissive, was enough to make anyone cranky.

The only good thing to come after the past few days was the feel of Ashley in my arms at the end of each day. I hated being in the Monsters’ territory, but seeing my woman’s smile was worth it. Knowing she got the chance to be with Emily for this short time, I was glad to help.

Even though I spent most of my time wanting to shoot the shit out of all of them, which was why I followed Caleb into the house. I was growing tired of all of these games. It was exhausting. Their fathers clearly knew the town better than they ever would, and any idea they had that they’d be able to control them was just plain fucking stupid. They should have killed them when they had the chance, not keep them on to torture and taunt them for their own personal pleasure.

The entire house was quiet, which was no different than any other day. Guards were still at the doors, and they acknowledged Caleb as we passed. I didn’t stop following him until we got to his office. Caleb went straight to the drinks table. The little shit didn’t even bother to offer me one.

“Are there any places you haven’t looked?” I asked.

“Be quiet.”

“Be careful how you speak to me, boy. A little respect goes a long way. Remember, I didn’t have to come to you.” I hadn’t been spoken to like I was a piece of shit for decades. The last person to do it was six feet under, and I commanded his entire fucking empire—with a few alterations.

“I seem to recall threatening to blow your fucking boat up,” Caleb said. “And you were in shark-infested waters. I don’t think you would’ve lasted that long.”

I laughed. The threat I’d gotten from Caleb had been cute. Yes, we’d entered shark-infested waters, much to my annoyance, and I’d killed the fucking captain, feeding his body to said sharks. I didn’t want to put Ashley in danger. She hated the yacht so damn much. If she’d seen the sharks, she would’ve panicked. If Caleb thought I was scared by his little threat, he was so fucking mistaken. “Do you think that scares me? I know for a fact you wouldn’t have done that.”

“And why is that?”

“Ashley. You can hate me all you want, but I knew what she meant to Emily, and there was no way you were going to allow anyone to hurt her. Least of all yourself.”

“Do you think I couldn’t have covered it up?” Caleb asked.

“You could, but you see, that would have made you a liar. I’ve seen the way you look at that woman, and it’s with stars in your eyes. Always.” I laughed. I couldn’t help it. All four men were so obvious with how they felt. “Be careful, people may start to see you as weak.”

“What do you think they see you as?”

“Because of my need to have an innocent woman?” I asked. “The difference between me and you is I don’t care. I take what I want, the consequences be damned.”

“I wonder if you’ll feel this way when you fall in love,” he said.

This boy had a lot to learn, but I wasn’t going to be the one to set him straight. Talking about Ashley with this man pissed me off. She was all mine, and I wasn’t going to share her, not even a conversation about her.

“As thrilling as this is, I want to take Ashley back home.” I was done hunting ghosts. All of this shit the Monsters had gotten was on them, not on me. They should have killed their parents when they had the chance, not kept them around like little trophies, rubbing it in their faces that they won. It was a sure way of getting everyone killed.

Until everyone was dealt with, I’d decided to take over a local hotel. Some of my men were already preparing it for my return with Ashley. The moment this shit was over and all four fathers were dead, we were leaving. I didn’t want to be in Crude Hill a moment longer. There were potentially too many memories here for Ashley.

As if I summoned her, Ashley suddenly appeared. “When did you return?” she asked.

“Just now. Our final building was a bust. They’d burned it down to nothing. It’s going to take a lot of money to do some rebuilds,” Calen answered before I got a chance to, further pissing me off.

Ashley shook her head. “Wait, what?”

“What is it?” I went to her side. I saw the way she tensed, and I hated her response. There were times she accepted my touch, others where she seemed genuinely repulsed by me.

Ashley looked from Caleb to me. “Emily got a letter with a single white rose. It told her to meet you at the family graveyard.” She looked between us. “She’s been gone an hour. “Tell me you were there.”

“Show me this letter,” Caleb said.

Ashley rushed out of the room, and Caleb followed closely behind her. I pursued as I didn’t want Caleb getting too close. She handed him a small, rectangular letter. From the look on his face, this letter didn’t come from him, or any of the Monsters.

“Where’s Drake?” he asked, already heading toward the door.

“He got a call before Emily saw this, from you.”

“I didn’t fucking call him.”

Ashley gasped. “What?” Her gaze landed on me, and I saw the tears fill her eyes. She shook her head. “No. Please tell me I didn’t let her go.”

Damn it.

I cupped her face. “It’s going to be okay.”

She shook her head. “No. No. It’s not going to be okay.” She looked down at the letter Emily had gotten. Caleb had dropped it to the floor. “Please, help them.”

“I’m going to, but you’ve got to keep it together. Do you think you can do that for me?”

She nodded.

I kissed her lips. “Don’t think. You did the right thing.”

“What if they kill her?”

“I won’t let that happen.”

I wanted to stay with her, but instead, I was outside, chasing after Caleb. He was already heading toward the family graveyard.

“Fuck!” He glared at me. “I can’t fucking get ahold of them.”

“I’m right here.”

Caleb stopped and looked right at me. “But can I trust you?”

“Have I given you any reason not to trust me?” I asked.

“Yeah, you’ve given me plenty of fucking reasons. You were once in bed with my fathers.”

I put my hand on my hips. “Okay, clearly, your fathers have Emily right this second, but you’re too busy licking your sore little wounds, so let’s get this straight, I dealt business with your dads because it was good business sense. Do I have to keep repeating myself? It’s just business. That’s all it was. I have no special relationship with the bastards. Emily’s in danger. I’m going to help for Ashley. That’s it. That’s all you need to know. Do I make myself clear?”

Caleb went to hit me, but I captured his fist.

“We don’t have time for you to measure your dick right now. It could get her killed.” I got it. I did. He was so tense because of what could happen to his woman. Emily could be dead right now, but here was what he needed to understand—it would be all his fault. Not mine.

It seemed to kick him into action. Rather than beating on me, we were making our way to his family’s graveyard. If it was me, personally, when it came to taking revenge on a parent, I would’ve buried them alive. I would’ve kept them down here for long enough, and then dug them up, taunted them, and then buried them. I would’ve done it for days, keeping them waiting for me until one day, I simply didn’t turn up. That was how you properly mind-fucked a person.

Again, not something I’d be sharing with Ashley.

I heard the screams the moment we got to the graveyard edge. Caleb took off at a run, and I followed him. What I saw when I entered the place they were holding Emily had me springing into action.

For years, I watched my father then my grandfather beat on a woman. To me, they were never strong men. Taking on a woman wasn’t hard, especially one who was so broken and frail. Emily was already passed out by the time we arrived, and while Caleb took on his dad, I took on the other shithead.