He kissed his way up her belly, to her breasts and pebbled nipples. His fingers remained within her, moving in short thrusts, sending sparks of pleasure through her, her body still alive and aching for him.
"Don't ... stop,” she pleaded, closing her eyes and moving her hips in a circular motion.
"No need to worry about me stopping. I vowed to keep this up all night.” Izzy opened her eyes long enough to see him flick her nipple with his tongue, smiling as he watched her face.
Izzy closed her eyes again as another tide of desire washed over her. She arched her back and opened her mouth on a cry, riding out the waves of ecstasy, hoping it would never end.
"That's it, baby,” he whispered in her ear, his breath a tickle on the side of her neck. “Drench my hand. Let me ready your pussy for my dick."
* * * *
Izzy whimpered in protest when Dantel removed his hand. He gave her a long kiss, positioning his cock against the opening of her body. He rubbed the head along her soaked slit. She was wet and hot enough to set them both on fire. He couldn't wait any longer to feel her tight, untried muscles welcome him.
"You are going to feel so fucking good,” he said against her lips. “Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded. “Show me that you are ready to take me in."
She wrapped not only her legs around him, but her arms went around his neck. She pulled him closer to her and Dantel moaned at the feel of her hard nipples against his chest. Flesh against flesh and heartbeat against heartbeat.
In a normal situation, Dantel would have taken his time with her, especially knowing she was a virgin. Yet the long wait to get his hands on Isabella, and finally having her beneath him where she belonged forced all reason to flight. Need overrode the best of intensions.
He pinned her wrists down, impaling her with one long stroke. Her virginity tore away, allowing him to sink fully into her. Her scream as the veil of flesh ripped under the impact of his thrust echoed through the cabin. He winced but could no more stop than he could harness a raging sea. Not with her body wrapping around his hardness in a tight fitting glove.
Dantel moved his hips in a steady rhythm. He forced her to take it all and not once did he slow or stop to give her body time to adjust to his invasion and his size.
He closed his eyes and slammed into her, working to hold back his release, to prolong the pleasure. Only when her legs tightened around his hips did he open his eyes. The sight of her was his undoing.
"Oh fuck!” His yell mingled with her moans.
He shifted slightly, holding her wrists in one hand, keeping then pinned above her head. Using his free hand, he cupped one breast, pinching the nipple. Her whimper only fueled his hunger. Dantel drove into her harder.
"Oh God!” she half cried, half sobbed.
Dantel moved his hand farther down, slinging one of her legs over his shoulder. He was close to orgasm. All it would take was one squeeze from her to finish him off.
"Your ass will be next, baby,” he promised, voice edged with lust. “Once I have had my fill of your cunt, I'm going to take your ass."
Izzy opened her eyes just as Dantel pushed one finger deep inside her ass. Her cry mixed with a sudden orgasm, breaking the last of Dantel's control. He rammed hard into her, burying himself as deeply as he could, spilling his seed into her. He wiggled the finger in her ass, feeling it on the underside of his cock through the thin tissue that separated it from her passage.
"Izzy!” he cried out. “Oh fuck, yes! That's it, Izzy. Just like that."
Dantel shook from the power of his climax and dropped down on her. His breath came in erratic bursts and he released her wrists. Surprisingly, his cock remained erect within her. His desire for her still raged, unsated despite his climax. He wasn't nearly finished with her.
He reared up on his hands and glanced around, his gaze resting on the table and chair. Quickly, he pulled out of her body and leapt from the bed. Taking hold of her arms, he pulled her to her feet.
"What're you doing?” Her bewilderment and sated expression were adorable.
Dantel didn't answer. He turned her around and bent her over the table. He forced one of her legs up on the chair, still remaining quiet. He was beyond words. Action now, was all that was left to do. With a deep breath and a grunt, he slammed his cock right back inside her.
He hissed at the tightness and bit his lower lip at the feel of her muscles stretching for him. In a savage need, Dantel assaulted her pussy. Never in his life had he had this vicious need to brand a woman like the one he was experiencing now. Wife. Mine. Those words echoed in his mind as he fucked Izzy. At the rush of her climax and the scream that accompanied it, Dantel rode her harder.
Dantel groaned, his climax shooting out of him like a cannon. Dantel pulled out and turned her around. He picked her up, arranging her so she sat her on the edge of the table. Once again, he placed her legs on the chairs as far apart as they would go. He ran a finger down her chest, between her breasts and all the way to her dripping pussy. As he waited to catch his breath, he teased her clit.
"I was going to fuck you like this,” he told her, taking hold of his cock and rubbing the head up and down her slit. “But I think I want you to fuck me instead."
"I ... I don't know how,” she whispered.
Dantel unexpectedly shoved his cock into her hard, causing Izzy to moan loudly. “Sure you do.” He rotated his hips. “I'm going to lie down on the bed and you're going to get on top of me and put my dick in your cunt.” He gave her a sharp thrust. “And then you are going to bounce until I fill you with my seed.” As quickly as he'd pushed inside her he pulled out and went over to the bed. Dantel positioned himself in the center and spread his legs. “Now come here and fuck me."
Izzy tentatively climbed onto the end of the bed and made her way up his legs. Dantel didn't touch her or help her in any way, but waited for her to position herself over his hips.
He knew this position was a bit much for her, and that he should really save it for another night, but he couldn't. He wanted her breasts in his face, needed to feel the depth this position would give.
"Now take my dick and place it right at your pussy,” he instructed once she was in place, but not aiding her in the execution. “Then lower your body down."
Izzy did as commanded, but she was moving too slow for him. He growled, grabbed her hips and slammed her down on him. She screamed and tried to get off, but Dantel held her in place.
"I'm not ready for this,” she whimpered.
"You are ready for everything I give you.” he was ruthless, but he didn't care. He needed her in every way. “Now, move slowly. Your body will get used to it soon enough."
She moved hesitantly and damn it all if her slow movements didn't try his control. It took him having to help her speed up before he could level out and gain a modicum of control. Not only did she bounce on him, but she thrust her hips when she came down, giving Dantel extra pleasure.
His arms went around her body and his mouth closed over her breast. He took in as much of the mound as possible, savoring the feel of her flesh in his mouth. Izzy learned her pace and fucked him just like he wanted.
"Oh fuck!” Dantel cried out loudly, not caring if the entire ship heard them.
He leaned back on his arms and bucked under her. His eyes were shut and before he could stop it, he spilled into her, releasing his climax on a growl. Reason only came back to him when Izzy wrapped her arms around his neck and hid her face in his shoulder. Her tears cut him to the quick
Still inside her, Dantel wrapped his arms around her and lay back with her. They faced each other, lying on their sides. He held her as she cried, knowing he had pushed her too far.
He stayed like that with her, both falling asleep with the rocking of the ship. Dantel assumed he could finish what he started later on and give his bride some time for her body to heal. Because come morning, he had one more untouched area that needed his full attention.
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Chapter 5
"You know, if I had to go by looking at you, I would think you hadn't been fucking all night.” Wills stated to Dantel, who was sitting at the dining table, shirtless with bare feet resting on the table. “You're still hard."
Dantel raised one eyebrow and glanced down at himself. He hadn't thought his aroused state was obvious.
"Did she not let you touch her after all?"
"Oh, I touched her,” he finally said, reaching for a hunk of bread. “And my dick hasn't gone down since."
"Damn!” Wills whistled. “What ye got there?"
"Oil.” He answered. “Special oil I picked up from our last trip."
"What ye going to do with that?” When Snake didn't answer, Wills chuckled. “I don't want to know."
"How soon before we reach port?"
Wills scratched his head. “Should be later in the day—” Dantel stood up before Wills was finished talking. “Want me to let you know when we hit the port?"
Dantel picked up the platter of food. “No. I don't want to be bothered unless there's a problem."
He left Wills standing there and went right back to his cabin. When he walked inside, he found Izzy was still asleep, prone, with one leg and arm hanging over the side. Her hair cascaded over the side as well. The sheet barely covered her, giving him a tantalizing peek at her perfect ass. Like this, Izzy was as tame as a kitten. As much as he wanted her like this all night long, he also loved the fire in her.
He put the platter on the table, stripped, then hurried into bed. He bent over his wife, kissing and licking her back as he settled on the bed.
"Wake up, kitten,” he whispered in her ear.
Izzy shifted, moaning, but didn't wake. Dantel reached under her and toyed with her sex. He felt she was swollen from the night before, but that didn't prevent him from getting her wet and ready once more. She woke slowly, releasing a sexy little sound as her eyes fluttered open.
"Up on your knees.” She complied for him, and this time Dantel slowly entered her from behind. “You are still tight for me.” He stroked his cock in and out slowly. “Your pussy feels so good."
His soft and easy thrusts didn't last long. As soon as Izzy was fully awake, he drove deep into her. He held fast to her hips as he banged her backside against him. Her whimpers turned into pleasurable moans, and just as fast, Dantel was straining to hold back his orgasm, but it was like trying to hold back the wind.
"I'm going to climax, Izzy. Come with me."
He took her hand and placed it between her legs. Guiding her, Dantel showed her how to pleasure herself while he rode her. Soon, she was gasping, whimpering incoherently, her body bucking before tensing. Dantel moved his hand from hers, wet his longest finger and pushed it into her ass. Izzy cried out as her muscles flexed around both his finger and cock. She climaxed instantly, with him following a mere moment later.
While she was coming down from her orgasm, Dantel reached over for the oil on the table. He greased up his dick before he came back to kneel behind her. Izzy lowered her head to the pillow and Dantel went to work, pouring it over the ring of her ass and even pushed some inside of her.
"What're you doing?"
"We're not finished, kitten.” He moved two fingers in and out of her. If he didn't stretch her with his fingers first, he wouldn't be able to penetrate without causing them both pain. “There's one more spot I need to claim."
"I'm afraid."
At her admission of fear, Dantel withdrew his fingers. “Trust me, wife, this will feel good."
He pushed three fingers into her drenched pussy, wetting them. He then used them to stretch her anus more. Izzy hissed and tried to move her ass away from him, but he was too quick and held her in place.
"Dantel, you can't do this.” She tried again to get away.
Dantel moved his fingers, twisting them. “Watch me."
"Dantel please!” she begged, still fighting. “Please don't do this. I'll ... I'll do anything you want!"
Dantel pulled his fingers free and put the head of his cock at her opening. “I am doing what I want.” He gave a slight push and she screamed. He hadn't entered her yet. “Izzy, stop screaming."
"I can't,” she sobbed. “It's not right, I can't ... I can't do this."
She was panting now, forcing Dantel to stop, but his cock was still poised and ready to slide into her. “Calm down. It will only hurt this first time, like when I took your virginity. Once you relax you will see that it can give you pleasure as well."
Tears wet her face. “Please don't make me."
"Captain!"
Izzy jumped when Wills banged on the door. Dantel released her when she pulled away from him and quickly covered her body with the sheet.
"What'd you want Wills!” Dantel yelled, his gaze fixed on Izzy.
"We got a problem with one of the crew."
Dantel bit back his frustration. From Izzy's relieved expression, it was obvious she thought she'd escaped what he wanted to do with her. She was wrong.
"Deal with it, Wills. I'm busy."
Izzy shook her head.
Dantel moved like the Snake he was. He walked on his knees towards her and jerked the sheet away. Wrestling with Izzy was, although amusing, was frustrating as well. He managed to pin her down on her stomach.
"You can't do this!” she yelled, kicking her legs.
Dantel chuckled as he sat on her ass and reached for more oil. “Is that so?” He rubbed more on his cock and repositioned himself at the opening of her anus. “And who's going to stop me?"
"You won't fit!” she cried. “You'll tear me."
He sighed. “I won't tear you so long as you relax. Besides, you vowed to obey me, Izzy.” He grinned when she looked over her shoulder at him. “Now let's get this pretty ass in the air where it needs to be."
"No!” She shook her head. Somehow, she managed to arch just right, causing Dantel to loosen his hold on her. Izzy came off the bed and ran to the opposite side of the cabin, with the table between them. “Stay away from me."
"One way or another kitten, I will have you."
Her eyes grew large and her chin came up defiantly. “No."
Dantel lunged for her, catching her around the waist as she tried to run for the door. She screamed as he lifted her, beating on him. Easily, he climbed back on the bed.
"Stop fighting, Izzy, I won't hurt you,” he promised. With all they shared the night before it upset him that she would think he would hurt her. He proved he was no rapist! He was her husband. He turned her so she was facing him. “Shhh. Try this once with me, if you don't care for it, we won't do it again.” He kissed her nose. At her nod, he kissed her again.
Dantel brought her down on the bed. He lay with her for only a moment before finger fucking her pussy. He worked her until she was panting and pushing back against him. “Want to come?” he asked softly, touching her clit. Izzy moaned and nodded. “Then let me in."
Rolling her over, Dantel rubbed and pushed the oil in her ass and over his cock once more. With one hand at the back of her neck, and using his legs to hold hers down, Dantel positioned the head at the opening of her ass before he forced her hips up and held them.
"Relax,” he commanded. “The more you fight it, the more pain it will cause you."
"Don't hurt me,” she whispered.
"Trust me."
* * * *
Izzy struggled to keep Dantel out. She tried to push herself up as she flexed her muscles to clamp down. It didn't work. Dantel was determined, and pushed into her. With a persistence that made her scream, Dantel managed to inch the head of his cock into the tight ring of her ass.
"Yes!” he cried out as the muscle yielded to his force.
Izzy stiffened as he continued to push inside her ass. Each inch of his cock was a burning pain that seared her, yet it seemed to make her clit more sensitive.
"I know what you want, but you have to wait until I'm in all the way.” He moaned loudly like he was in pain. “I'm almost there."
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With a cry of triumph, Dantel buried himself to the hilt. He managed to move his hand under her to her pussy, rubbing her clit in a slow, teasing manner, relishing her moans.
"Now get ready for this ride,” he whispered.
Izzy never got a chance to answer him. He pulled nearly out of her, only to force his way back in. Each move, each stroke had a mixture of pleasure with pain. She didn't know if she loved this, or hated it. Either way, she was going to have to ride it out until the end.
He showed her no mercy, driving into her ruthlessly.
"You feel so fucking good, I can't hold back,” he cried, climaxing inside her.
Izzy managed to grind her clit against his hand, getting the satisfaction she sought as she came before collapsing. She hadn't realized she'd fallen asleep until she woke to find she was surprisingly alone and still on her stomach, then cringed at the soreness of her body. She glanced around, she heard a commotion coming from the main deck and assumed they'd reached a port. A new sense of freedom hit her. If they were in port, there was a chance she could escape.
On shaky legs, she rose from the bed and peeked out the small window. Sure enough, the ship was docked. Izzy bit her lip as she saw the people walking around. The women were smiling, children laughing, and she was on the ship. What she needed to do was disembark and steal back her life.
Thanks to her father's debt to Captain Dantel, she was a ruined woman, and the longer she remained here, the worse her reputation was going to get. Besides, what good could come from being a pirate's wife?
Izzy searched the two chests until she found one of the cabin boy's clothes. Luckily, they fit her. Disguised, Izzy left the cabin and snuck her way up to the main deck.
Thankfully, the crew was otherwise occupied and didn't see her slip past them. On the dock, with the abundance of activity allowed her, she remained unnoticed. Izzy took stock of her surroundings, making sure Dantel was nowhere to be seen. When she did spot him, her heart started to pound.
He was standing on the far end of the ship, talking to one the crewmembers. They appeared to be arguing. Izzy knew this was her one chance to escape. She raced to the ramp. Dantel spotted her.
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