by S Cinders
Giving Tiger Lilly a moment of privacy, I did indeed take a piss. Once I had relieved myself, I waited for her to return. She was moments later with a bright blush on her cheeks. We walked to the stream and washed our hands off.
“I need to tie your wrists again,” I said with regret.
Tiger Lilly didn’t fight me or even complain. That was just one more thing that I had to add to my list of things I admired about her.
The crew broke camp, and we began the hike through the woods to the shoreline. Thankfully we weren’t as far away as some of the other groups had been. After a few hours, we reached the beach and loaded the boats.
Soon we were back aboard the Henrietta. Silver wanted Tiger Lilly to be strapped to the main hull, but I refused.
I didn’t see any reason why she couldn’t be confined to a cabin. That way she wouldn’t have to be tied up, but I didn’t voice this to Captain Silver.
With a grunt, he agreed to my request, and I took her to the room that Ebony had occupied on the ship. It was the second-best cabin, besides Captain’s Quarters.
The moment we opened the door I could almost smell Ebony’s perfume. I loved her, but not as a man loves a woman. Ebony and I were always the best of friends, and I grew up most of my life thinking that she was my half-sister.
It wasn’t until later that I learned she was Silver’s daughter and not Hook’s.
I barred the door and again sliced the bands that held her wrists.
“Thank you,” Tiger Lilly rubbed the sore skin, and I lifted her hands so that I could place a small kiss on the reddened flesh.
“I am so very sorry,” I muttered, hating the way that she flinched when my lips touched her.
A ghost of a smile crossed her face, “It isn’t your fault. You tied the ropes so loosely the last time I could almost slip free of them.”
I felt heat crawling up the back of my neck, “I don’t wish to hurt you at all.”
She nodded, “I know, and I admire you for that.”
The blush spread, and I felt ten times the fool. Trying to impress her, I attempted to swing around the chair and offer her a seat. But the chair, which I should have known, was bolted to the cabin floor. So instead of swinging the chair around, I ended up wrenching my arms and stumbling backward, until I landed on my ass.
“Are you alright?” I could tell that she was trying to hold back her laughter, but there was genuine concern in her eyes.
Grinning ruefully, I answered, “That is what I get for trying to be a gentleman when I am clearly not one.”
A giggle escaped Tiger Lilly’s perfect lips.
“Most ladies would agree, that a dashing pirate is far more desirable than a stuffy old gentleman anyway.”
Her hand rested gently on my head, and I felt her fingers brush through the black curls.
I didn’t think about it or hesitate for even a moment. If she wanted a pirate, she had come to the right place.
I snatched Tiger Lilly by the waist and pulled her down into my lap. Her leather dress split up the side as her thighs stretched out over mine.
All that smooth, perfect skin was more than I could take. And thoughts of being a gentleman had clearly fled my mind.
“Mine!” I growled as I bent to kiss her. But she lifted a finger to my lips to stop me.
Then to my surprise, she trailed the finger down past my chin to the center of my chest. My breath was coming in rapid pants, and I knew that she had to feel the hardening of my cock beneath her perfect ass.
Pressing into my skin, she whispered, “Mine!”
And I was lost.
CHAPTER 34 – Tiger Lilly
THE SLIGHTLY FERAL look in his eyes only encouraged me further. I slipped each button free exposing more and more of Alex’s broad chest. I had heard rumors about him. Rumors that made my panties wet and my core ache with need.
There were whispers of his need to dominate in the bedroom. I wished that I wasn’t so innocent, that I knew more about pleasing a man. His hands rested on my thighs and then slid up to cup my ass. His fingers played with the lace edge of my panties driving me crazy with lust and need.
I could feel his cock, long and hard underneath me. I couldn’t help rubbing myself against it.
He growled low in his throat, “Tiger Lilly, I will give you one chance to end this.”
The veins in his neck stood at attention and I could see the muscle clench in his jaw.
“Take me, Alex, don’t hold back.”
He cursed vilely, “Fuck, you don’t know what you are asking.”
His fingers dug into the plump flesh of my ass and I knew that he was holding on by a thread.
“I’ve heard things,” I whispered in his ear, before licking the shell with the tip of my tongue.
Alex’s breath caught, and, in an instant, he had me tossed over his knee. My hands flew out to grab the legs of the chair and I felt the cool breeze on my ass as he lifted the torn leather skirt.
His hands caressed the globes of my ass tenderly, almost reverently. I felt exposed and knew that if he could see my face it would be seven shades of red.
“I want to spank this ass,” he said darkly. “Does that frighten you?”
I felt my pussy pulse at his words, “No, I am not scared.”
“I want to tie you up in knots, so that when I fuck you the only thing you can do is scream my name as you come repeatedly.”
I could feel the heat of his cock, and it throbbed as he told me what he wanted to do with my body.
“Tiger Lilly, you should have walked away when you could,” he rasped.
I raised my ass up in defiance, “I can take anything you dish out.”
There was a loud crack and then heat seared through my bottom. I couldn’t help the yelp of surprise that escaped my lips.
He brought his hand down again and I squirmed in his lap.
“Is it too much for you, Little Princess?”
Alex’s words were like a caress. Then he pulled my panties down my thighs, and I felt the air kiss my heated skin.
His fingers found the juncture of my thighs and I heard the smile in his voice when he praised me.
“Little Princess, you are soaked. I have never seen such beautiful skin before. You are perfect, and you are mine.”
I felt his long fingers rub across my delicate folds and I shivered in response to his touch.
Another smack and I tensed for a moment waiting for the sting to subside and the feeling of warmth to take over. His fingers dipped between my ass cheeks after every smack. The juices began to run out of my pussy soaking my inner thighs.
I wanted him... needed him, but I knew that he was in charge of my pleasure. At long last he picked me up and cradled me in his arms.
“You did so well, Lilly,” Alex kissed every inch of my face while holding me against his vast chest. “I am so proud of you.”
He picked me up and carried me over the bunk. There he helped me out of my dress and I realized that my panties had already fallen off sometime during the spanking.
Alex took a strip of cloth and wound it around my head.
“I don’t want to bind your wrists again, because they are sore. But I do want you to hold on to the bars on the top of the bed. Can you do that?”
I nodded breathlessly.
But Alex pinched my nipple, “I need words, Lilly.”
“Yes,” my voice was gravelly with need. “I will hold on.”
“Good girl,” he stoked my body with light touches.
Without my sight, everything felt more intense. From the burning of my bottom against the bedsheets, to his lips against the hollow of my throat, I felt love in every touch. His fingertips traced the ridges of my ribcage right before his tongue followed the same path. He was seducing me, and I was powerless to withstand him.
I keening cry escaped my lips the moment he sucked my nipple into his mouth. The suction seemed to zip through my breasts and have a direct link to my core. My hips arched as I whimpered, dig
ging my fingers into the bedpost so that I wouldn’t be tempted to wrap them in his long black locks.
His hot mouth teased and played with my nipples pulling on them and sucking deep until I couldn’t think, couldn’t reason.
I was pleading with Alex to help ease the ache between my thighs. It was unbearable the pressure that had gathered there, I needed relief.
I felt his large hands on my knees and the rush of cool air against my fevered flush.
“Shit, I need you, please Alex, I need you.”
I wasn’t even sure what I was begging for, only that he had the answer to what my body needed. I felt him blow against my folds and I blushed knowing that he was seeing the very heart of me. No man had ever lain between my thighs. When I felt his fingers part my pussy I moaned low in my throat.
Alex growled and nipped at my inner thigh.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are? How your smell if forever imprinting itself in my brain? There will never be another woman that could possibly live up to the reality of who you are.”
His fingers brushed against my swollen folds, “And your taste, fuck, Lilly, I have to taste you.”
He brought his mouth to my pussy and licked my core. I felt as if a million fireworks had gone off in my stomach. My pussy throbbed and wept as he stroked his broad tongue over me, through me, and into me.
My body writhed until Alex had to grab hold of my hips to keep me still. He buried his face into my heat, licking and sucking.
Alex was doing wild and wicked things to my body and I never, ever, wanted him to stop. I pleaded for more and screamed out his name along with every other naughty obscenity that I had ever heard.
He chuckled against my flesh, his whiskered chin abrading my tender skin. I was close, so close to coming harder than I had ever come in my life. My innocent touches had never driven the maelstrom of emotion that this man could with his mouth.
His finger slid deep inside of me as he sucked my clit into this mouth and I shattered. Screams pouring from my mouth as my hips jutted against his face. I didn’t have control and couldn’t have known the power of such an orgasm. My body continued to clench as he stroked me thought that orgasm.
Then to my surprise, his fingers began to play once again on my already sensitive flesh. I begged him to give me a moment. But Alex was relentless. When his lips joined his fingers, he sent me flying once again.
I was sweating bullets and my body felt as though I had run a marathon. I could hardly gather air into my lungs when I felt the bands of my blindfold being loosened.
“I,” my eyes were wild, “You, and then your mouth. Shit, Alex, how? Is it always that way?”
He stilled, and I worried that I had said something wrong, done something wrong.
“What is it?” I grasped at his open shirt. His closed expression was scaring me.
“Tiger Lilly,” he began, and my heart sank at the sound of my full name. He had called me Lilly before and even Little Princess. I didn’t want him to see me as Tiger Lilly.
“Lilly,” I demanded, with a certain stubbornness to my chin.
I caught something in his eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it came.
“Have you done this before?” Alex demanded.
I tried to hedge, “Have I done what before?”
“Damn it all to hell, Lilly! Are you a virgin?”
My blush was all the answer he needed. In a second, he had ripped himself away from me.
“Fucking hell! Fucking, fucking hell!”
He raked his hands through his hair, “I would have been tender, shit, Lilly. I spanked you for fuck’s sake!”
My eyes grew wide, “Would you rather I had lain with a man? Because I can try and rectify that situation for you!”
In hind sight, I really shouldn’t have poked the beast.
CHAPTER 35 – Alex
TIGER LILLY WAS BARED and spread before me as she taunted me with words about another man. My possessive side knew that this woman was mine and mine alone. I would never allow her to be with anyone else.
Did she not realize that when I told her to walk away, I meant—forever? I didn’t do girlfriends. Hell, I rarely had a woman more than once. I didn’t want to create any situations where the lady thought it was anything more than fucking.
But not with Tiger Lilly, never with her. I wanted every morning, the fluttering of her eyelashes as she awakened. I wanted every night, her passionate body given freely in submission as I guided her to new and exciting heights of pleasure. I wanted her daytime, her words, her wisdom, and her laughter.
I wanted her.
“There will not be any other men,” I growled.
Her brow rose, “Really?”
“I told you, you are mine, and you claimed me for your own.”
Tiger Lilly drew in a harsh breath, and I felt my heart begin to race.
“What are you saying?” her question was little more than a whisper.
“You are mine, Tiger Lilly. There will be no other women. I don’t want other women.”
I shook my head trying to get the words to come out right. But all I could see was her naked flesh, glistening with the passion I had already given her.
I loomed over her and gently bit her neck, “And you will have no other man. I will be the only one that touches you, fills you, and completes you.”
“Yes,” she moaned long and loud, as my finger sank into her hot core.
Lilly was impossibly tight, her virginal walls clamping down on my fingers in a vice-like pull.
“You are fucking tight, Little Princess!”
She mewled as I added another finger. I loved watching my fingers become coated with her heat.
Lifting my hand, I licked them, and her eyes widened.
“Do you want to know what you taste like?” I rasped placing one finger against her lips.
She sucked it inside of her mouth and swirled her tongue innocently. My cock throbbed in my pants thinking about those pouty lips wrapped around it.
“Fuck, Lilly, that feels good!”
Her cheeks heated, and she let my finger go with a pop. I took off the remainder of my clothes as her heated stare never left my body. I knew that my cock was large, but the look of trepidation in her eyes had my lips twitching.
“This isn’t going to work,” she said nervously.
I didn’t answer her, only walked up to the berth, and pulled her to the edge. Spreading her thighs once again, I stroked her pink folds with the round head of my dick. Lilly’s eyes widened and then rolled back as her pussy began to throb with need.
“Hands above your head, Princess,” I growled out a sound of approval as her small tits thrust into the air like an offering.
It was one that I was more than willing to partake. I sucked the small brown nipple into my mouth, still stroking her pussy. I knew that she was trying to hold still, but she strained against my lips. Arching her back and trying to shove her flesh further into my mouth.
I smiled and moved to the other nipple teasing and flicking it in rhythm to my cock.
She cried out as her release washed over her, and I felt the juices of her heat. It was now or never. I sank into her and then stilled as her body adjusted to my size.
“Too big!” she panted, “You are too big!”
There isn’t a man alive that doesn’t want to hear those words. If they tell you differently, they are working with a pencil penis or lying.
But I didn’t want to hurt her.
“Just relax, Lilly,” my voice sounded like I had been swallowing glass.
I leaned down and kissed her, ignoring the throbbing of my dick. I had to make this good for her, because the Lord knew that I had never had better.
Her tongue shyly came out to play with mine, and I felt satisfaction in my gut. Her legs eased open a fraction more, and I sank in a little deeper. She didn’t seem to notice as I kissed the shit out of her.
I could spend days just kissing this woman. Every nuance of her was ex
citing and fresh to me.
She rocked her hips against mine, whether involuntary or not, it was my invitation to move.
I pulled out slightly, and she whimpered, “Don’t leave.”
Fuck me.
If she hadn’t already stolen my heart, she would have ripped it out with that whispered plea against my lips.
“Never,” I slid back inside, and her eyes opened as a low groan escaped her lips. I moved back and forth inside of her tight sheath. Sweat began to pour down my back. I had never fought so hard to keep from coming. But I wouldn’t come until she did.
My strokes increased, and her moans deepened. She was so wet that I heard a squelching sound with every pump of my hips.
I picked up her ass and tilted her upward so that I could reach deeper, fill her further.
Lilly’s hands gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin. I felt her pussy clench around me with every slide of my cock.
I couldn’t keep up the slow pace. My body demanded hard and fast. With a growl, I began to thrust in earnest. Fucking her tight body as it needed to be fucked. Lilly blossomed underneath me. Her hands moved to my back and clawed out her approval.
Her cries consisted of my name and all the Gods rolled into one. I knew she was close, just as I knew that I was on the brink.
“Cum, Lilly, Cum,” I demanded with a final thrust that sent her eyes rolling back, and her hips shaking in my hands.
Her orgasm swept through both of us as her pussy contracted repeatedly on my cock. I filled her with ropes of cum that seemed to be never-ending. I had never come so long or so hard in my life.
I couldn’t move, could barely breathe as I propped myself on my elbows. Her eyes were shut, and her breath was coming in pants.
“Lilly,” I whispered kissing the corner of her mouth.
Her dark eyes flickered open, and she arched a thin brow, “You are mine, Alex. There will be no others.”
I tried to hide the joy that her possessiveness brought out in me.