“Our space and time works in mysterious ways.” She says simply, rubbing her thumb against the healed part of my hand.
“What…” I begin, and she pulls me in for another kiss. She pulls me along, guiding me on an unfamiliar path with a certainly unfamiliar destination. She opens another door, and I can see a plush canopy bed just beyond the door.
“I did not want to say how I very much feel the same. From the moment I lay eyes upon you, I knew you were special. Your offer is very kind, and were the situation different, I would accept it in a heartbeat. However, it is unnecessary.” She murmurs. She draws me closed to the bed, slipping her gown down off of her shoulder. Everything seems to be moving impossibly fast, and I am certain that my expression is contorted in near laughable confusion. She only smiles at me, continuing to slip her gown off.
“Unnecessary…?” I inquire hesitantly.
“The space time continuum works in mysterious ways. I thought, when I saw you, that I sensed something strange. When your hand healed, it was only confirmed for me. Tell me, have you noticed anything strange about your travels?” She murmurs, and it is all I can do to focus on her face. I think as best I can, and it suddenly strikes me.
“When I traveled. There was a gap between the safety doors. A strange and brilliant light enveloped me before our every meeting. I didn’t think much of it, but…” I trail off, looking uncertainly between my own hand and the vision standing before me. She steps towards me, brushing a lock of my shaggy brown hair away from my eyes. “What does this mean…?” I inquire haltingly. She smiles, leans in, and pauses but a breath away from me.
“Welcome to the world of immortality, Jameson. Not even the bounds of time can constrain you now.” She murmurs, and our lips meet once more. Her bare form is pressed against me, and though I know there are perhaps more pressing matters, all I want now is to feel her flesh against me. She pulls my pants down, and I feel myself spring free with a strange sense that everything was falling into place. Not just in the sexual sense, either, though I suppose that is relevant as well. She presses against me, and I feel her from all the most tantalizing angles.
“Does this mean… you love me too?” I implore, and she brings me close, lowering me to the bed.
“I have never not loved you, Jameson. As you said, it was fate. It seems there are things that even I cannot understand.” She smiles, and I feel her settle between my thighs. I am inside her all at once, and stars explode behind my eyelids as she slowly rocks against me. This is an outcome beyond any I could have expected, and I can do little to react to her slow and gentle motions. While my mind is racing, my body is reacting as only a man’s can. As she presses solidly against me, her soft cries of my name echo melodically through the room. It’s my name she’s crying out. My name.
“Jenny,” I gasp, elation flooding my veins. She smiles down at me, and another shift of her body and I feel as if my body is alight. I can feel her all around me, and she buries her face in my shoulder as she seems to reach her own peak as well. We continue to rock against each other for a long moment, simply reveling in the closeness. A soft chortle of disbelief spills past my lips, and she tilts her head to consider my expression. “I could stay like this… with you… forever.” I murmur. She goes still, before pressing a tender kiss to my Adam’s apple.
“Well, that’s very well a possibility.” She says coyly.
“A possibility, huh? Us staying like this forever?” I tease.
“Perhaps not like this. But forever, I hope” She corrects. Warmth blooms in my chest and I smile, wrapping my arms around her. I’m overwhelmed by feeling of true happiness for perhaps the first time in my life. Only now, I realize, there are many moments like this to come. An eternity of moments, spent with the woman who’s heart I had somehow managed to grasp. I hum thoughtfully, brushing a hand through her hair. Her breathing is evening out, and I can feel her falling asleep in my arms. Of all the impossibilities, this is perhaps the most compelling of all. As I feel myself beginning to drift off as well, ready to give way to sleep, I speak just loudly enough for her to hear.
“Forever. That sounds good to me.” I offer. She simply snores in return. I consider her through weary eyes, blinking them closed and sagging into the bed. “Forever.” I repeat, drifting off to sleep. Premonitions were never my thing, but then again, never had immortality been my thing either. However, the dreams I have spoke of an eternity spent with my first love, my last love, and my only love.
Forever.
THE END
Captive
~ Bonus Story ~
An Erotic Pirate Fantasy Romance
I was Slade of the Seven Seas. I had been to every corner of the world, in search of treasure, but in the end, there was only one jewel I ever really wanted: Nixie. Some pirates roamed the Earth, looking for gold, but I roamed the Earth looking for her. But after two hundred years of searching, I started to have my doubts.
In my hunt, I wound up in modern day London, selling jewelry out of a little shop people barely stepped into. With online shopping, why would anyone bother anyway? But, to my surprise, my failing jewelry busy would lead me right to the hope diamond I had been looking for all along.
Her name was still Nixie but now she believed she was the daughter of two scuba divers. She had no idea what magic she held as a water nymph. Worst of all, she no longer remembered me! But I was determined to make her remember, or I wouldn’t be Slade, King of the Pirates. I just had to. Life wasn’t worth living without her. But with the will of the Gods against us, would I ever get her back into my arms again? Or would I drown in the depths of the ocean, a victim of vengeance?
* * *
Chapter 1
The sun was at its highest point in the clear blue sky. Down below, the Caribbean Sea dazzled brilliantly as if a million dancing stars twinkled across its surface. The wind was tame, lapping at the water ever so gently, creating minuscule waves that lulled the hull of the large pirate ship now cutting through the water.
The vessel was just like any other, with its various cannons, and woodwork finish. Unlike most, however, the sails on this ship were completely black, looking like an ominous sign in the otherwise perfect day. They lay limp now, occasionally billowing before becoming flaccid once more.
“Roll up the sails, men. The wind isn’t on our side today!” I yelled out, standing near the wheel of the ship, calling out at my crew. Immediately, the dirt-covered men obeyed my orders, climbing masts and swinging on ropes until the sails were neatly rolled against the masts. I grinned to myself, seeing how efficient my crew really was.
Finally, I looked away, glancing at the horizon, seeing sea and sky blend together. I narrowed my eyes, looking for something.
“Captain Slade!”
I turned around, addressing my first mate. “What is it, lad?”
“Do you want to drop anchor?” He asked, fixing the red sash he had tied around his waist. His fingers were knotted and full of grime, but after all, those were some hard working hands. Part of his pinky was missing, but he no longer seemed to notice as he continued to fiddle with his sash, ignoring me for a moment.
“No need. We’re sailing above the Coral Reefs. Do you know what that is?”
The first mate looked upwards, giving me a quizzical look. “No, sir.”
“Red Coral is the rarest of all corals. It’s rumored that little sea nymphs guard this place and if anyone dares to harm their precious reef, they board the ship and gut the crew like fish while they sleep!” I leaned in close, letting my voice drop as I recounted the spooky tale. The first mate gulped.
“That be just a tale!” He exclaimed, trying to convince himself that I was simply trying to scare him.
“Maybe…” I ran his fingers over my chin, feeling the pinpricks of my facial hair. “Maybe…” I repeated, dropping my arm. “But I’ve been here once before… and I can tell you, those creatures are very real.” I grinned at my first mate’s expression, patting him on the shoulder. “But
don’t sweat it, lad. As long as you’re with me, no harm will befall you!” I gave a hearty chuckle, shoving him off.
I turned around, placing my hand back on the wheel, guiding the ship toward a small formation of rocks. It was currently low tide so most of them were on display, looking like a statue crafted by the hand of nature.
When the ship was close enough, the wind died down completely. The boat would no longer move on its own accord. Satisfied, I stepped away from the wheel and grabbed one of the ropes tied to the main staff. I yanked on it, testing its strength before I let out a loud shout, swinging off the boat and onto the rocks. I landed gracefully, a proud expression on my face.
“Sir! What are you doing out there?”
“Don’t mind me! I plan to wait for the nymph who saved me from drowning many years in the past. Wait for the wind to pick up again and guide the vessel around that bend yonder. I’ll be back by the end of the night!”
***
Hours passed and I found myself sitting idly on the rocks. I sighed, thinking of the beautiful nymphs called Oceanids. They were tiny creatures, with petite frames and delicate features. I smiled, thinking of the time I had been a naïve first mate. I had fallen overboard, with no knowledge of how to swim and quickly found myself drowning. The rest of the crew ignored me, thinking it was funny to see me struggle. In the end, just when I thought I would find myself in Davey Jones’ locker, a beautiful, woman-like creature swam up to me, kissing my lips and filling my lungs with air. It had been one of the best moments of my life and something I could never forget.
I had come to learn that she presided over the Caribbean Sea so I never hesitated to pay her a visit if I was in the area. Today, however, it didn’t seem like she would appear. Around me, the water was already beginning to rise. The wind had picked up, lapping at the rocks, threatening to pull me into the watery depths. Even now, I didn’t quite know how to swim. I would never make it back to the ship alive.
Finally, just as I was starting to get desperate, something broke the water’s surface. Strands of silver hair sparkled in the moonlight, getting closer and closer. Eventually, a face emerged. I smiled, instantly recognizing her. She was just as gorgeous as ever with her ocean blue eyes, button nose, and coral-colored cheeks. “Nixie!” I called out, waving my arms in her direction.
Her pink lips transformed into a radiant smile. I felt like my knees would buckle at any moment. My heart started to hammer in my chest. It was always like this whenever I laid eyes on the beautiful nymph. “Slade.” She whispered, her voice whimsical, casting soft lyrics in my direction. “Forever my bane.”
“Whatever do you mean?” I inquired, a grin on my lips as I looked down at the near-naked female. All she had to cover herself up were a few shells and pieces of coral. It was impossible to take my eyes off her.
“You know I’m forbidden to talk to humans, and yet, I always find myself coming back to you.” She giggled, the sound harmonious and perfect. “I’ve already saved you once, and by the looks of it, I might have to do it again. Father will be furious.”
“He doesn’t need to know.” I let out a hearty chuckle, winking in her direction.
“Oh, but when the heart yearns, it’s hard to keep secrets.” She said with a mysterious look in her eyes.
Chapter 2
I stared at her a moment, trying to interpret what she could mean with such a statement. She giggled once again, breaking the silence that had settled between us. “What brings you to my domain, anyway?” She asked.
“I came to strike a bargain with you.” I sat down, taking off my boots and rolling up my pants, letting my legs dip into the warm water. Nixie positioned herself between my legs, her hands on the rocks, dangerously close to my thighs. She gave me an innocent expression as if such a position wasn’t immediately scandalous.
“And what would that be?” She batted her eyelashes, small pieces of coral decorating their tips, making them look even longer than they actually were.
“I believe it would be beneficial to both our races if we struck an alliance between the Pirates and the Oceanids.” I paused, gauging her expression. When she didn’t comment, I continued. “The Inland people are starting to disrespect us Pirates, calling us vermin. They don’t trust us and think that we use dirty tactics. Now, I’ll admit we occasionally bend the rules, but we aren’t crooks.” I balled my hands into fists on my thighs. “If we formed an alliance, the Pirates could protect the reefs.”
Nixie seemed to contemplate this for a moment before she laid her head on my thigh. Her long, silver hair glittered in the bright moonlight. Her eyes gazed into the distance as if she were in deep thought. Then she let out a long sigh. “I wish I could help you… but alas, it’s my nine hundred and ninety-ninth year and when I turn a thousand, I’m destined to marry Poseidon, God of the Sea. I don’t have the authority you need. Only after my marriage would I be able to aid your cause, but I fear that by then, it’ll be much too late.” She looked up at me, her eyes full of longing. In that moment, I was possessed with a need to kiss her sweet lips, but I refrained. Instead, I laid a hand on her wet hair, gently smoothing it against her skull.
“You don’t want to marry him, do you?” I asked in a whisper.
She sighed again. “Poseidon may be a God, but he doesn’t have my heart.” She said, looking up into my eyes. I felt my own heart skip a beat at her words. Could she mean…?
“Nixie, isn’t there some way you could postpone the marriage? Call it off. Anything.” I paused, cupping her cheeks in my hands, pulling her closer. “What if… what if I marry you?” I spat it out before I could regret saying it. My dark eyes burned with hope.
Her expression darkened and she looked away, swimming out a bit. “Alas, the only way I would even have a chance of convincing my father to let me marry you, would be if you had a royal title…” She let her words drop between us.
I frowned, knowing I was nothing more than a lowly human. “What if I was the Pirate King?” I said suddenly, getting up in my excitement.
“How would you manage that?” She asked, cocking her head to the side, her hair framing her delicate face.
“I’ll defeat King Atlas and take his place!”
Nixie gasped. “But King Atlas is a vile man! He has been at war with us Oceanids for years. You cannot, must not, fight him!” She pleaded with me, grabbing hold of my ankles, imploring me to reconsider.
I shook my head, firm in my conviction. “I’d fight Hades if it meant being with you…” I squatted, placing my hand under her chin, lifting her face up to me. Our eyes locked together and I smiled at her. “I’ll stop at nothing to make sure that your people are safe and more importantly… that you’re happy.” I whispered, my eyes shining with excitement.
She looked at me, her piercing blue eyes gazing into my soul. I shivered, once again feeling the urge to take her into my arms and kiss her. “Alright.” She finally agreed. “If you’re adamant about this suicidal mission, then I’ll aid you in any way possible.”
“Could you start by bringing me back to my ship?” I asked, blushing slightly at the fact that I didn’t know how to swim and was therefore marooned on the rocks.
She chuckled, an amused look on her face. “You’ll never learn, will you?”
***
It took several weeks to find the notorious King Atlas. His fleet was large, consisting of at least twenty Barques and Galleons of the highest quality. I didn’t let this deter me, however. I knew Nixie was counting on me and I couldn’t let her down. With this in mind, I sailed into enemy territory, aligning my ship with Atlas’.
We made eye contact, both of us standing at attention at the prow of our ships. “Permission to come aboard?” I shouted out to him.
The man, with his greasy red hair and unkempt beard, grinned at me, showing off a lack of teeth. He raised his hooked hand and suddenly pointed it straight at me. Seconds later, cannons were fired, volleys being cast in our direction. Hooks were dug into my ship, tethering it
against his. I ground my teeth, growling. “So that’s how you want to play, is it?”
I looked back at my crew. They had already started preparing for battle, loading up the cannons and buckling jewel-hilted swords. If old Atlas wanted a fight, he was about to get one.
Chapter 3
The sound of the battle was deafening. Men boarded ships and people were shot in midair. Groans of pain echoed between cannon fire. Yet, despite the chaos surrounding me, all I could think about was Atlas. If I killed him, I assured my place as King of the Pirates. The thought of being with Nixie urged me on.
With my sword in hand, I stepped back, getting some distance before rushing forward, leaping over to Atlas’ ship. He looked surprised as I landed perfectly on my feet, crouching down like a cat about to pounce. Without hesitation, I swung my sword in his direction, getting it caught in his ship’s wheel. He chuckled, taking a swing at me, but I quickly dodged out of the way and tried to sweep his feet, hoping to get him off guard.
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