Page 60 of His Pirate Wife

“Only twenty-eight days? It certainly feels more like twenty years.” He bent and pressed his face against her neck. “I want you Mia, desperately. But you gave me quite the fright when you fainted like you did and you’ve been over wrought withemotions.”

“Have you such a weak constitution, Captain?” Mia teased and snuggled closer, glad when he slid a hand down her back and over her stern thensqueezed.

“No, but I think I have cracks in my hull from your last little storm,” he said, then nipped her ear as his fingers worked up her skirts. “Took on a bit of water during all those highwaves.”

“Perhaps we can pump it out,” Mia suggested and reaching up, placed a kiss under hischin.

“I believe we could, though I think you might be doing so with damage aft,” he said before his palm smacked downhard.

Mia squealed and pulled her hips in. “Ow, Devin.” She got that much of her complaint out before his hand landed again. “Ow, Devin. No. Stop.” She tried to come about so her stern wasn’t in range, but he countered the maneuver easily and his hard hand hit dead-on center. “Devin,” she whined and kicked herlegs.

“I thought you wanted this,” he said, and Mia felt him pushing her skirts backup.

“I thought you wouldn’t,” sheadmitted.

“Yes, well, now you know I will.” His hand rubbed circles over her drawers and Mia felt the ache washing up. He leaned down to speak against her ear. “Three more proper ones, then we can see to what you really want.” Desire made her mind weak because she nodded her agreement. “Count them for me, pirate, it’s been awhile and I don’t want to get swept away in the current.” Again she nodded, felt his hand still, pull away and then come down harder than the boom. She smothered the cry by biting down on his arm. “Don’t bite me, you little wench,” Devin commanded but thenchuckled.

Mia lifted her mouth, sucked in two deep breaths then moaned as he began to rub the damage. “Sorry, Captain,” she managed then before they both could forget. “One,sir.”

“Ah, perfect wife,” he cooed then his hand disappeared for a heartbeat before it came back with the power of cannon fire. Mia arched away as much as his hold allowed and gritted her teeth. “Proper spankings aren’t what make Mia happy, are they?” Devin asked then started the rubbingagain.

“No, sir,” Mia sniffed and blinked back the tears. “Two, sir.” She moaned again when he added pressure to the rubs as he dropped them lower along herass.

“Still want me to touch you, Mia?” he asked softly, his breath puffing against her ear. She nodded. “Almost done. Onemore?”

“Aye, Captain,” Mia said and fought not to clench her thighs as it made the final blow worse, but it would also work herchannel.

“Say my name, Mia,” Devin said and lifted his handaway.

“Devin,” she breathed then cried out as heat burned across her backside. A few choked sobs were all he caused and those more from startled surprise than lasting pain or shame as was normal during aproperspanking.

“Should I take you right here on the floor in the hall or will you now cooperate and get in the bed?” Devin asked pulling her comfortablyclose.

“You’ll touch me?” She set a hand on his chest and smoothed down, pushing between their bodies to make sure what she thought she felt under her wasthere.

“Aye, pirate. Everywhere you want,” Devinsaid.

“Aye, Captain. Bed sounds nice.” Mia said with a sniff then giggled as they scrambled about to get off the floor to the bed. Once there Devin made sure to touch her everywhere just as shewanted.

* * *

Devin rolledto his side and brushed the hair from Mia’s face, her expression soft and relaxed in sleep. Maybe the first good sleep she had in several days. He slipped his hand under the covers and down across her belly, still flat even at three months gone. At least that was how far along Mr. Hong said she was. Though he didn’t ask the man how exactly he knew it. He did, after he was informed of this fact, insist that Mia see about hiring a maid. A female maid. She’d laughed at him but agreed. He left his hand resting over her belly and scooted closer. The bed dipped, rolling her a bit towards him and with a moan she snuggled closer. Yes, he’d missed this the last few weeks, but he’d not been able to stop thinking how delicate shewas.

He had to turn his face into the pillow to smother the laugh. Delicate? Not his Mia. He’d barely gotten her dress off and she was pushing him down on the bed. Climbing on top, directing his hands, his mouth. It had been a mistake to leave her solong.

The course he tried with her once he found out she was with child didn’t work. It almost wrecked her. She’d felt adrift, like her mother. She was pregnant, but she was still Mia. With those same needs and desires. And he knew how to fulfill those for her without harming her. It was perhaps going to become more about awareness. But if he gave her breasts more of the kind of pain she craved, he needn’t be so rough when he entered her pussy with hiscock.

And after gaining her promise that no matter what she might believe about what he might want, she would tell him straight away if what they did caused the wrong kind of discomfort. He’d made her swear that even if they were in the middle of some passionate deed, she’d stop him if it hurt. And of course, she asked if that applied to anyproperspankings she mightearn.

He turned his face again to cover the laugh that welled up. She’d given him a good punch in the arm when he reiterated he’d spoken with the doctor attending her pregnancy. Doctor Crane told him, when Devin bemoaned the fact that Mia was getting out of control and he no longer had recourse, that as long as he didn’t beat his wife, nor make her lie on her belly, it would do no harm to take his hand to her stern. Though, the good man cautioned, withrestraint.

Yesterday afternoon’s proper spanking actually came with consent and Devin knew then Mia needed that from him too. She needed to know he was still her captain. She’d be first mate, and he expected her to hold that responsibility or to face consequences. His wife wasn’t spoiled. She worked to earn what she had. It was only because she refused to accept failure that it appeared she was giveneverything.

Beside him Mia moaned again, rolled to her side, and draped an arm and leg over him. He turned into her and let his hand drift over her hip and around the curve of her fine stern. Her little gasp when he brushed a tender spot made his cock twitch. Damn, he should be exhausted, but he was hardening. Again, he pressed his thumb in the spot, and was rewarded instantly by Mia’s moan and her pressing into him. With her leg over his he could feel the heat between her legs and with one more tiny firm touch,wetness.

“Devin,” her sleepy voice called. And not as a complaint. She even helped him when he situated her on top of him. Moving up his body until her head was in the crook of his neck and her ass in easy reach of hishands.

“Stay close to me, pirate,” he whispered and filled his palm with herflesh.

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