Chapter 15

Justin had been locked in that room for three days. Three days he had been trying to convince that idiot of a duke to release him!

But he stuck to his guns. He didn't want to listen to him.

The hardest part for him was the worry he felt every time Brennan came out of the room because he found himself without protection.

Fortunately, the Duke spent most of his time with him.

Oh! He should say, sleeping with him!

This dirty guy was unbearable. He no longer even counted all the times he had taken him during these three days.

He did what he wanted with his body. Like clay in his hands, he molded him endlessly until the ultimate pleasure.

What else was he going to invent to make him talk?

He shivered with fear and desire.

The Duke also stayed close to him at night but he tied him to the bed to make sure he couldn't escape in his sleep.

Escape? It exhausted him so much that even if he had left the door wide open, he would surely have looked at it yawning and fallen asleep without remorse.

He contemplated the landscape through the window. The sun had already risen a few hours ago and the vicious man would not be long in returning.

He had gone to get breakfast.

The key turned in the lock and he entered carrying a tray of delicious food.

He closed the door with his foot, put the tray on the bed and retrieved the key, not forgetting to check that the door was properly closed.

Justin groaned in disappointment. He realized too late that he had just missed a golden opportunity to escape.

As soon as Brennan had entered, he should have jumped on him. With the tray in his arms, he would have fallen, that was for sure.

Too bad. In any case, he would die of hunger. It would be a shame to waste such a good meal.

So he began to eat without worrying about Brennan's ardent gaze that lingered on his body.

When he was full, he sighed with happiness.

The Duke removed the tray and sat on the bed next to him:

-I'll repeat the questions I've been asking you for three days. Who ordered Aaron's death and who are you working for? Is it the same person who killed him?

Justin shook his head. He couldn't tell him anything. At least, not as long as he stayed locked up.

Black should be back soon and then he could finally tell him that Aaron was alive.

But for now, his protection was paramount:

-My answer remains the same. I don't know who killed Aaron and I don't work for anyone.

-I see.

The Duke's anger was now palpable. Justin recognized the warning signs.

He pursed his lips and clenched his fists.

Then he calmed down and that's when the punishment began.

-Suck me.

Justin frowned. He still had to show him a minimum of resistance.

He wasn't going to tell him that what he had been doing to him for three days delighted him and that he wasn't ready to give it up.

A new, most captivating game was beginning and he was all excited.

When he didn't move, Brennan took him by the neck and placed her mouth on the prominent bulge that was already tightening his pants:

-I can't wait to feel your tongue sliding over my skin.

-You're just an arrogant pervert! I'll make you feel my teeth instead, bastard!

Brennan horrified raised his head. He was threatening him while he held the lives of his friends in his hands?

He really wasn't afraid of anything!

-I don't advise you to damage the most fragile part of my body if you want these two pirates to stay in one piece!

Justin had a satisfied smile when he took his hard member out of his pants. He could feel Brennan's panic and was happy about it.

However, that did nothing to diminish his ardor. His member pulsed between his fingers as he gently stroked it along its entire length, lingering on the tip before giving it a lick

.

He was intoxicated by its scent while a familiar desire set his loins ablaze. When he slid it entirely into his mouth, he felt Brennan's stomach contract.

The Duke let out a hoarse moan as he began to alternately nibble and lick him, moistening him to perfection.

Unable to resist such delights, he lifted him up and placed him on his thighs with his back to him and penetrated him deeply while almost savagely biting his neck.

Justin cried out in pleasure as he filled him completely.

-Move, my angel. I want to feel my seed flow into you...

-Ah Brennan...I can't take it anymore...

Passion consumed them as Brennan's hands gently caressed his torso and

hips.

Justin cried out in pleasure each time he sank a little harder into him.

Almost lifting him up while moving his hips, Brennan quickened the pace until he

finally felt Justin contract around his member and cum with pleasure.He himself followed him into enjoyment a few seconds later.

Justin got up without looking at him and cleaned himself behind the screen. He was scarlet. He couldn't seem to confront him when they had finished making love.

He had fallen in love, he could no longer hide his face and when Brennan learned of his deception, he would certainly hate it.

Oh, he was sure he would understand why he had to keep Aaron a secret but when he would learn that he really was it would spark.

-Monsieur le duke! come quickly! the prisoners have escaped and are waiting at the entrance with a a funny guy who claims to be a great pirate! They want Mr. Justin!

Justin finished getting dressed and ran out the door. But what was Uncle Jack doing? England?

Because it could only be him. He addressed Brennan:

-Hurry up! My uncle is not very patient!

His uncle? But what was Justin's uncle doing at home?

-You! You stay here! Brennan told him. "I can't let you go!" »

-And then what, again! If my uncle is here I have to go otherwise he will steal everything in it house while my men look for me.

The Duke had already opened the door when they suddenly heard the cook shouting.

He couldn't hold Justin back and they rushed out of the room.

They went down the stairs two at a time to discover a most unusual sight.

Paulie was carrying the manor's cook on his shoulder and as she screamed, swinging her legs in the air, he slapped her on the backside:

-You don't move, my little lady! The boss has decided to kidnap you and take you with him on his ship so we obey.

-First name, Justin! It's a very beautiful mansion in which Hargrove lives!

Proud as a peacock, he showed the silver service that one of his men had recovered: -You saw it, son! I haven't lost my touch!

While Brennan gaped in amazement, Justin rolled his eyes. He knew perfectly well that it was all just an act to show that he was still the great leader of the pirates but Brennan, unable to understand, advanced towards him with her arm raised ready to strike while four pirates placed themselves in front of Uncle Jack to protect him.

Justin barely stopped him:

-No! Please! He won't do anything to your cook!

He then turned to his uncle:

-Isn't that right Uncle Jack? Brennan needs her employees so I'd like Paulie to put her down otherwise she won't be able to cook us dinner.

-Are you sure son? Can't he find another one?

-No, Uncle Jack. A good cook is hard to find these days.

So at a nod from Uncle Jack, Paulie put her down but the duke started yelling:

-There's no way these guys are eating at my table!

Uncle Jack walked up to him and looked at him unkindly:

-Then we keep the woman!

And Paulie took her back on his shoulder.

Justin then looked him in the eyes, imploring:

-Calm down Brennan and let us explain! I swear! We didn't kill Aaron!

Uncertain but unable to help but discern an accent of truth in Justin's voice, he sighed and capitulated.

He had understood that this pirate was Justin's uncle but what did he have to do with Aaron's death?

-Very well. Give me back my stove and you can eat here tonight.

-But we're keeping the silverware! Uncle Jack pointed out.

This time, it was Justin who took the lead:

-You can't, Uncle Jack. It's certainly a family heirloom and I don't think Brennan wants to part with it.

Uncle Jack approached the duke to take a closer look:

-They have the same eyes but other than that, he doesn't look like the other haughty brat. Didn't he give you too much trouble?

-I would have given the other one a beating or two, but he was so weak I could have killed him with one little blow.

They all turned around when they heard a crystalline laugh near the fireplace.

Black was accompanied by a person who wore a cape with a hood.

When he took it off, Brennan turned white as a sheet.

Aaron approached him smiling:

-Hello big brother! Here I am back from the dead!

Brennan squeezed Justin's arm, shocked:

-Tell me I'm not dreaming.

-Aaron is alive. Black saved his life.