Page 51 of Pirate's Intent
“That you would do this to me,” she managed. “Just as you have, only others would watch, waiting their turn.” She swallowed hard, awash in crippling desire. “I only ever wanted you, though, and you knew that.”
“I did,” he agreed, stroking between her thighs, fanning her lust until it devoured her. “Yet what did you do in the end? Before I could at last press deep inside you?”
“I denied you,” she whispered.
“And will you again?” he whispered, nibbling her earlobe. “Will you tease or sin?”
It didn’t matter what good sense said, her mouth had a mind of its own.
“Sin,” she gasped. “Please sin.”
With a strangled, fierce growl, he gripped her hips roughly and finally did what she had dreamt of for so long. What she craved with blinding need.
He took her in sin.
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HE THOUGHT NOTHINGcould beat the fantasy, but it turned out driving into Hannah’s tight, wet sheath was a thousand times better. She belted out a strangled cry of pleasure and gripped the bedding hard. He had always meant to take her gently the first time. In fact, he had envisioned it often in his youth.
But the man he was now had to dominate her.
Her agreeing to be his wife, then turning him away then the teasing letters over the years, boiled down to this moment. While he knew she wrote them craving the control he could offer her, they had turned his need for her into a raging beast.
He gripped her hips rougher still and slammed into her, consumed by the feel of her sweet, moist heat. Entrenched in the desire she wrung from him. Blind with lust, he rode her with a reckless abandon beyond anything he had experienced with another woman.
She, in turn, clearly appreciated it.
Soaking his cock with her juices, her hands twisted more in the bedding as she gripped it in passion. She cried out over and over with every thrust before she locked up and belted out a lusty cry of pleasure. Seconds later, her sheath squeezed him in a vice grip before it fluttered and began milking him.
“Fuck,” he roared when his balls tightened painfully, and fire raced down his spine.
He thrust hard one last time before exquisite pleasure tore through him, and his cock let go. Blood pounded in his ears. His heart beat out of his chest. He pressed deep, locking her in place as he filled her with his seed, claiming her in a way he never thought he would.
“Someone,” she gasped.
“Someone?” he grunted, unsure what she meant.
“At the door.”
Only then did he finally hear Robert pounding on the door and calling out, “Cap’n, ‘tis a good time!”
“’Tis a piss poor time,” he muttered but knew his men needed him. If they were far enough out and in range of the enemy ship, they had to take advantage before the wind, sea, or current worked against them.
“What is he talking about?” she murmured, melting down onto the bed when he pulled away.
“Nothing you need worry about.” He dressed then undid her bindings. If for some reason, things didn't go in their favor, he would not have her lying here at the mercy of whoever found her unable to defend herself.
He pressed the dagger into her hands and met her eyes. “Do not hesitate to use this if anyone but me walks through the door.” Though he knew better, he would not have her trapped. “I could lock the door from the outside, but I will not. That said, you must stay here, Hannah. It will be too dangerous on deck, and you would only distract me. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she replied, surprisingly calm.
But then he had just seen to that, hadn’t he?
Though she said it haughtily enough, embracing a persona that kept her fear at bay, he didn’t miss the flash of terror in her eyes. “If you recall, the last time I left you to your own devices, you nearly got killed.”
“Just stay in here,” he repeated. “Lock the door from the inside and only open it for me.”
