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The moment the door clicked behind Scot, Croygen’s dark, erotic eyes slid to me, his gaze intense. My legs wobbled under my weight, forcing me to lean back on his bed to stay upright.
“I don’t understand. How do you know that? How do you even know what this nectar is?” My voice came out fainter than I expected.
“I just do.” Every syllable was purposeful, filled with danger. “I need you to tell meeverything.”
Ire slithered up the back of my neck. “Not before you tell me how you know about it!” I snapped back.
Croygen’s eyes darkened, if that was even possible, his shoulders setting back. “Kat…”
It was a warning. A threat. One I knew all too well from my childhood, when I would watch some new crew member or captive not picking up on the change in the captain’s tone.
They always figured it out too late.
But I wasn’t some dupe he could command. I was his rival. A pirate to be feared. My idol had fallen from grace, and I would never be the little girl who revered him again.
I could never forget he was the man who killed my father.
Straightening my spine, I overrode the fatigue holding my body ransom, the glaze of sweat and blood covering my skin. “You can’t order me around, Croygen. I’m not your subordinate.”
A small grunt was my only warning before he advanced toward me, faster than I expected. My reflexes were slow from exhaustion, and he slammed my back against the bedpost. A gasp hitched my lungs when he gripped my jaw, jerking my head up to him.
“Not how it works,” he rumbled. His ripped bare chest pressed into the thin tank I wore, rubbing against my breasts, pouring heat down my spine. My defenses rose, trying to block my reaction, deny anything but absolute abhorrence. “You know there can’t be two captains on a ship. So, either you are crew,Katze, or you are myprisoner.”
My nose flared because I knew that. It would be the same on my ship as well. I had a problem going back to beinghiscrew.
“Then I guess I am a prisoner,” I snarled. “I will never bow to your orders again.”
A smirk lifted the side of his mouth, his grip on me tightening as he moved in closer. “Want to make a little wager on that?” He pushed against me, raising my tank past my thighs, the fabric of his pants parting my folds. My muscles locked up, and I had to fight to keep a moan from escaping.
Croygen’s fingers pinched my jaw, sparking heat into my nerves. His hips curled into me, dragging over me again. My lashes fluttered and my thighs parted, a slight arch curving my back. Cat-shifters were known to be sexual. The moment we hit puberty, we were “in heat.” And unlike real cats, it wasn’t only for a season. It was constant, and why I always had to let off steam, which had been far too long for me now.
I was horny as fuck. That had to be the reason for my response to the man I despised.My father’s killer. It. Had. To. Be. I wouldn’t accept anything else.
“How fast I could have you bowing to myeverydemand, Kitty-Kat.” His mouth almost touched mine, our breaths mingling, his voice raspy.
“Not a fucking chance,” I spat back. The hollowness of the statement boiled more anger in me. I hated weakness; I hated that I hadn’t killed him yet. I hated that I stood here, frozen, because he still had this strange power over me.
He should be dead. My vengeance complete.
“Though you will bend to mine.” A malicious grin curved my mouth as I wrapped one leg around him, bringing him even closer and making sure he could feel my heat, the power and magic I knew I could induce.
His muscles flexed, a jolt running through him, his massive erection getting even stiffer against me, pushing so hard against his trousers, his jaw snapped together. His hand dropped from my face, going to the post over my head as if he was trying to stay upright.
His eyes flashed, a grin forming on his mouth. “Oh, kitten, you are not ready to play at my level.” It took a lot to provoke Croygen, but I had witnessed times when he snapped.
Death came with a ruthless, beautiful smirk. Even staring into the eyes of a murderer, I understood how so many went willingly into death. Croygen was sultry and carnal, flipping something in one’s brain which hit on one’s most perverse desires.
The depraved thought of him pounding into me as he choked me to death had my heart thumping in my ears and shivers burning up my skin.
“Do not forget who I am.” One hand fell from the post, moving down my frame, his fingers gripping the thigh on his hip, yanking me into him. My teeth crunched together, sweat gathering behind my neck. He leaned his face into me. “What I am known for.” His fingers glided to the space between my inner thigh and pussy, hinting at more. A broken noise stuck in my throat, raw need washing over me, my hips curving, forcing another grunt from me. “And why I am a legend.”
I had always been in charge when it came to sex. When, where, and with who. They begged me. They were the ones on their knees.
Now, with a hint of his touch, tears built behind my lids, the ache so deep I could feel a plea forming in my mouth.
“You may be a recognized pirate now, even a renowned one, but you are nowhere near my level,Kitty-Kat,” he muttered, a ghostlike touch brushing over my folds. “I willalwayswin.”
His two fingers parted me, sliding into me. My mouth opened on a cry; my body jolted like I had been electrocuted. A surge of magic blasted up my spine, bucking me. He sucked in sharply, a choked sound tearing out of his throat, his own body shuddering as if he had experienced the same thing.
