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Instead I slip my finger along her wetness, circling her clitoris with easy rhythm until she’s trembling in the restraints. From the sound of the chains, I know her wrists must be eaten up by the cuffs, enough so that I’m tempted to stop and see if she’s alright, but when I pull back just for a second she lets out this ravenous cry that belongs to an animal in heat and so I plunge two fingers inside of her.
“Gods!” she calls out, the sound echoing around the room as her walls squeeze my fingers.
I can’t take any more of this.
While I’m fingering her with one hand, I’m reaching into my breeches and pulling out my cock with the other. It’s already so thick and hot and heavy in my palm that I know I won’t last long. Luckily I don’t need to in this case.
With my gaze fixed on her expressive face, I stroke myself from root to tip, my length pulsing hot beneath my grip, while my other hand fucks her, the sound of her slickness loud and lewd in the room, mixing with the groan of the chains.
I’ve been with plenty of women in my life but never like this. No, never like this and never with a woman like her. I don’t know what snapped inside her, whether it was freeing herself from her husband for good or welcoming her monstrous side, but whatever it is, I’m under its spell now. All this time she only hinted at the vivacious creature underneath, someone I had wanted to set free, and now that she’s loose and wild and dangerous, I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to leave her side.
But you’ll have to, eventually, my mind reminds me.
Be that as it may, tonight we’re coming together.
“Hell,” I cry out, my hand jerking faster now and I can feel my release around the corner, almost there, almost fucking there.
“Come inside me,” she urges breathlessly, her hips bucking to meet my hand, her eyes closed, her head arching backwards. “I want you inside me.”
Those are the words I’d been waiting to hear, the words that send me over the edge, even though I know I won’t obey them. But to hear her need for me, her want for me, overriding herhatefor me, there’s nothing more wicked than that.
I come with a roar, my seed shooting out in thick ropes to land on her belly, her breasts, even up onto her collarbones. She gasps, staring down at the mess I left on her, another physical way of claiming her as mine, and I quicken my wrist to bring her to release, my fingers thrusting in deep, my thumb sliding over her wet swollen heat.
“Ramsay!” she yelps, her hips bucking uncontrollably against my hand like a wild horse. Her body trembles violently, her walls squeezing my hand with python-like strength and, damn, do I wish it was my cock now that was being punished this way.
With my breath still ragged and my heartrate returning to normal, I tuck my spent cock back into my breeches and remove my fingers. She lifts her head up to stare at me through sated eyes and I lock eyes with her as I slide my fingers along my lips, tasting her sweetness, letting it coat my tongue.
Then I lower my head and lick up the seed I spilled on her body before it can drip to the floor, the two flavors mingling, the taste of what our union would be. One could get addicted to it.
“Captain!”
I jerk, startled at the interruption and turn to see who has intruded on this intimate moment between a captor and his captive, a captain and his monster.
Page John is standing in the doorway looking at me with worry but when he finally notices Maren hanging naked from chains, her body glistening in the lantern light from the wet passes of my tongue, his eyes nearly bulge out.
“What is it?” I snap. “I’m a wee bit busy.”
“It’s Sedge, Captain,” he says, bringing his eyes back to me. “He’s missing.”
This is news to me. Bad news. My gut sinks. “Missing? How can you be sure?”
“They’ve checked the whole boat, Captain.”
“They can’t have since you’re the first person we’ve seen down here.”
“He was last spotted on the deck.”
“The deck!?” I exclaim. That’s the last place Sedge should be.
“Yes sir. He wanted to help fight the skeleton crew.”
This isn’t good. This isn’t good at all.
I glance at Maren and there’s a softness in her eyes, a concern for Sedge, and yet I know I can’t trust it.
“John boy,” I say as I walk over to him and put my hand on his shoulder, leaning in to stare at him dead in the eye. He’s young, only eighteen, and a long ways off from becoming a full member of the Brethren, but I trust him all the same. “I’ll go see what’s happening but I can’t leave her alone. She’s dangerous, do you understand? She’s not who you think she is.”
“Okay sir,” he says unsurely.
