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“For what?”

“For keeping you away from them.”

He shook his head, catching on to her teasing. “Don’t be. As I said…”

“You haven’t touched them in a while, yeah.” Curiosity slithered in. She stomped it back, but it refused to settle. “Where was the last time?”

“Months ago…oh. Where?” His eyes widened. “Are you that curious?”

She shrugged, already regretting it. But the curiosity was stronger. “Maybe.”

The man’s grin was positively brazen.

“Well, sweetheart, if you were expecting something wild, it wasn’t. The last one was in bed. The woman’s bed, because I was trying to carry her there to tend to her sprained ankle. We were sparring that day for practice.”

Her mouth dropped open. “So, you seduced her with her sprained ankle?”

“No.” He smirked. “I fixed her ankle and she rode me. Fairly tame.”

A vision of his hands gripping a nameless woman’s hips while she rode him enthusiastically popped in. She gulped. “Right. Tame.”

“Would you like to know about the one before that?”

This was a bad idea. Inappropriate…a mistake. But it was like her brain was being taken over.

“I’m sure you’re about to tell me,” she challenged.

“At a party. One of the many court parties, which often become unruly. We were dancing, then grinding against each other. Let’s just say we took the grinding into a closet, found a table, and did our thing there. Not that wild, either, but the one before that is.”

Fire caressed her skin. “Oh?”

“She was human and a waitress in the Sky, the pirates’ abode. I was friends with a few of them and they took me to a bar. We flirted for a bit before she pulled me behind a wall—no doors, nothing to lock us away from the patrons. Anyone could search for us at the back and find us fucking each other’s brains out. I had her against the wall and we worked very hard to keep each other quiet.”

In her mind, she saw the scenes clearly, but they were no longer nameless women. The women became her, watching as his face scrunched in ecstasy and his groan emitted through the space—because it was just so good, he couldn’t take being quiet. Emerald’s breath hitched as her imagination got out of hand, but she still tried to keep her voice steady.

“That’s not…” Was it her or had it substantially become hotter in their little alcove? “That’s not too wild.”

Rick didn’t argue, his expression hooded. But she felt the tension whittle down his shoulders and glimpsed it in the rigid set of his jaw.

“What about you? Where did you sleep with that pirate of yours?”

“He wasn’t mine.”

“You know what I’m asking, Em,” he said softly, but it didn’t feel soft. It felt like a man who was invested in the answer, his hands moving to fist the wall on each side of her shoulder. She tilted her chin, looking him in the eye.

“In his quarters, while the others were asleep. In his smaller, private boat, where he didn’t have a crew. He had a nice, fluffy bed, one he stole from other pirates. We made it squeak a lot. Also, there was a thunderstorm once. We almost drowned but managed to survive. He fucked me on the deck and we didn’t have to be quiet about it.”

The fisted hands jerked down, fingers brushing the cloth on her hips.

“Jesus, Em. That’s hot.” His voice was rough, his breathing uneven. “I bet you screamed in pleasure. Do you do that? Scream in pleasure?”

“I haven’t yet. But I made him scream my name.”

“Hot damn. That’s even hotter.”

“It’s the pirates,” she blurted out, comprehension dawning. “Your coarse language and the odd words you throw out now and then. You hang out with pirates a lot.”

“There are nice ones. I bet you already know that.”

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