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After the rustling of clothes and movements, the women departed.
“That had to be the best sex of my life. I’ve never felt magic so intense before. That’s like mate-level shit.”
His wording caused me to freeze, needing to get out of this room more than anything, needing to run.
“Best blowjob I ever got. I think I spoke in tongues.”
The men laughed, the cots squeaking as they both settled in. Alcohol and an orgasm had them blacking out quickly.
The strain between Croygen and me became louder as we waited for them to be fully asleep. The awareness of his proximity twisted me between disgust and desire, only adding to my self-loathing.
Croygen. The pirate I worked so hard to train myself to hunt down and kill just had his tongue between my legs, giving me the best orgasm of my life. His cum drenched the front of my shirt, and my inner kitty was pawing and purring inside, which pissed me off.
I let my dad down.
I letmyselfdown. I hated that I was no different from any other girl who succumbed to his charm, begging him to take her again.
When the guy above started to snore, I pushed away from Croygen, slipping out from under the cot. My anger rose as he followed, buttoning his pants, reminding me that it was I who had undone them, who had been desperate to touch and taste his cock.
Humiliation and anger propelled me toward the door, only doubling down when Sprig leaped onto my shoulder. A witness to what had happened.
We easily walked out; the men were passed out cold. Keeping several feet in front of Croygen, I didn’t look back to see if he was there. I didn’t need to; I could feel him. His presence pumped in my veins, propelling me to walk even faster, to lose him in the streets.
But somehow, I felt it would be pointless. He would be able to find me.
“Soooo?” Sprig said into my ear, his tone full of implication. “You and the pirate, huh?”
“There’s no me and the pirate.”
“Huh. That’s funny because from where I was, it looked like he was digging for treasure… with his fingers and tongue.”
Embarrassment burned my cheeks, wanting to slip away into the tiniest place and hide.
“The buccaneer got the kitty purring?”
Ignoring the remark, I darted faster through the lanes.
“He swab your deck? Loot the booty? Shiver thy timbers?”
“Sprig.” My voice grated. “Please stop.”
“Don’t worry,Bhean chait.” Cat-woman. “The whole room really enjoyed your energy.”
“Ours?”
“You and the bootlegger,” Sprig replied. “That sex power wasallyou guys.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The other four barely had any wits about them, so drunk and low-magicked they couldn’t have sparked a candle between them all, let alone boinked so hard,” he uttered.
I shook my head, wishing we were already back at the ship, this conversation tapping at something I did not want to discuss.
“Well, just saying, they owe you thanks. Pam says thank you too.”
I squeezed my lids, stopping my mind from going to a very bad place and grateful when we got back to the dock.
Cooper, Scot, Tsai, and Vane waited for us to return, their gazes moving over me when I walked up the plank. Sprig leaped over to Cooper, whining about being starved to death.
