The Pirate Lass

Chapter 2:


Meanwhile just a few yards away, Oliver was enjoying his own increasingly heated dream of Eriana.

Though in his he had found her in the galley, sitting at the edge of the large wooden table, without so much as a stitch of clothing upon her.

Oliver could hardly believe his eyes, but there she sat with a bottle of rum in her right hand, her slim legs parted with her feet resting on the arms of the chair in front of her, giving him a completely unobstructed view of her naturally large breasts and flat stomach that he had been able to notice slightly already from her corset.

As her almost too well fitting breeches had revealed, her lower half was just as he had imagined, her slim legs leading up to her toned thighs. But at seeing her glistening brown bush, he knew she had been waiting for him. Meanwhile now, he was more than ready to join her!

In seconds she hopped down from the table, leaving the bottle on top of it and began ridding him of his clothing. "I want to see ye," she breathed.

His heart was racing and his cock was already almost stone solid as her slender hands rid him of his few articles.

Eriana sighed deeply in amazement at his sculpted form as she ran her hands over the muscled plains of his chest. She soon looked back up at him and kissed him. Hard. Her tongue was immediately dueling his and she was pressing her nude form into his as much as she could while turning them so his back was facing the table.

They continued walking until he was seated on the table, his hands moving around to her back as he held her close while she laid him down onto the table. But only her left hand was wandering over his firm body, her right reaching for the bottle of rum.

Eriana broke their heated kiss and looked him over, lustful hunger filling her glittering dark orbs. Without a word she drizzled some rum onto his throat and set the bottle down just before licking his neck and throat both completely clean, nearly purring at the taste.

At feeling her so solidly above him with her swells now mashed to his chest, her hardened points pressing into his silken flesh, her body fitting so perfectly atop his, her agile tongue slowly moving over each inch with the mixture of her arousal and the rum filling his senses, he knew he would never last long. He could easily feel his sex throbbing against hers and wanted so much for her to finally join them.

But as Eriana was still determined to take her time, she lowered her body slightly down his, now pouring more rum onto his chest and stomach, licking it off of each inch of him it spilled over.

Oliver couldn't believe all that he was feeling. Her mouth was truly unlike any other he had ever felt! As each hot jolt threatened to claim him, he could only watch as she moved downwards again.

But the petite brunette only poured more rum onto his lower abdomen, making him almost frantic to feel her lips surround his achingly straining cock. This time she licked the slowest she had yet, his hips now rocking towards her, his body pleading evermore for his release.

Easily feeling this, Eriana decided it was time to let her teasing come to an end. But not before pouring more rum, this time over his increasingly fevered sex.

She tightly took hold of his cock's base with her right hand, letting her left rest at his right hip. Seeing the head of his prick already oozing with precome, Eriana knew she could skip her playful preparations. She only smiled as she watched the slim line of his juices run down his long, slender stalk and mix with the dripping rum.

Unable to resist any longer as she now only wanted to taste him, Eriana immediately brought his burning erection into her hot, wet sucking cavity and nearly swallowed him whole. She gave him a moment to grow used to the warm change, hearing him groan in relief at finally being sheathed within her.

She only waited a moment more before furiously working him between her gently pouted lips, her tongue running over his most sensitive spots with each quickened stroke.

Oliver's hips were already nearly bucking beneath her and he could only moan and groan in his searing pleasure, feeling it overwhelming him already. But he never could have imagined what she did next.

She took hold of his hard dick again, bringing her lips to the tip of his satiny crown and spread his oozing clear juices over her lips just before slipping them over his manhood again, this time surrounding his surging sac with her mouth as well when she reached his base again, her suction only increasing again.

That was finally all he could take and with a loud groan his load fired down his lover's throat, his body shuddering almost violently just beneath her.

Eriana still sucked him literally dry and licked him completely clean before even beginning to pull away as his body calmed again.

"Ummm," she purred as she shimmied up to his side long seconds later. "Never have I known rum to taste better."

Oliver wanted to respond, but he was finding it difficult to even breathe through his blissful recovery as he looked to her beside him, completely unable to conceal his perfectly contented smile.

It was there Oliver's dream ended and it was impossible for him not to notice his practically drenched sheets. His heart was racing and he was still sweating slightly, unable to believe it wasn't real. His eyes scanned the large room for the beautiful young woman, but she was nowhere to be seen.

He only sighed in mild disappointment, his afterglow keeping him from being too disappointed. It wasn't so much at her not being there, but that he knew now he would never be able to control his attraction towards her.

He had heard the stories of her for years and he had always imagined her. How she looked, how she moved, how she felt, how she smelled, even how she sounded. But now that she was real, accepting of him and just a matter of yards from him, he was finding her better than his aged fantasies of her. This incredible dream only proving that as he had never had a dream of her like this before.

Just a few hours later, Eriana was soon on her way to do as she had been requested by the pirate contradiction.

"Where might you be headed, lass?" a man gruffly asked her as he held a dagger to her throat.

"Captain Morrison wanted me to wake him," she answered, her voice strained as she tried to avoid the dagger.

"He never said anything to me," he told her as he held her head still by taking hold of her hair which was still pulled back.

"Oliver!" she called when she saw him emerge from his cabin.

"Shut it, lass," the man holding her ordered as he pressed his weapon into her pale skin.

"Eriana?" he asked somewhat sleepily. Easily he saw what was happening and waking quickly, drew his sword on his quarter master, over Eriana's right shoulder as he faced them both. "Unhand her now," he ordered, his dark eyes ablaze with fury.

"But, Captain, she would've killed ye," he told him as he kept his hold on her.

"Release her now, Simms," he ordered again as he moved the tip of his sword into his soon-to-be-ex quarter master's shoulder.

Eriana stayed quiet, afraid to even breathe for fear the dagger would cut her.

"But, Captain -" Simms said again.

"Now!" Oliver demanded.

Finally the large man released his hold and Oliver sheathed his sword quickly and switched his attention to Eriana. "Are you all right?" he asked as he placed his hands at her shoulders. "Did he hurt you? Are you cut?"

"I don't know," she answered weakly as she breathed deeply in relief.

Quickly, Oliver bent down slightly to look her over as best he could and ran his hands over her soft throat before finally feeling relieved himself that she hadn't been harmed.

"Another strumpet?" Simms asked coldly.

"Ruby's new quarter master, or mistress rather," Oliver answered just as coldly as he curled an arm around the slightly trembling young woman's shoulders, letting her lean on him as she regained her balance.

"She's twelve," he said, his voice still ripe with coldness.

"Add ten years to that," Eriana told him as she began to stand up straight, but still kept an arm around Oliver just in case.

"Go now," Oliver ordered Simms. "I refuse to steer Ruby with you still aboard her."

Without another word, Simms did as he was told and made his way off of the large ship and back onto the docks, knowing his former captain would have killed him otherwise.

Breathing a sigh of relief, the tall, muscular captain turned back to Eriana and asked, "Are you ready for your first day as my quarter mistress?"

"I am now," she told him as she took her arm back and managed to stand without shaking.

"Why don't you go down to the galley?" he asked her softly. "You'll need more strength than what you have of it now."

"All right," she told him. "But how can I be sure that won't happen again with your other men?"

"Because I'm coming with you," he answered. "I can't very well steer without food myself."

Eriana took a seat at the large table and waited as Oliver brought over a seafood breakfast for each of them.

"You'll feel better soon," he told her, "and just to ensure that, I want you to take this," he added as he handed her a belt and the dagger he wore at the hip opposite where he had his sword.

"Do I not rate a sword?" she asked as she took the effects into her hands.

"I have but one on me, Eriana," he told her. "But I'll get you one soon," he promised.

"Eriana?" she asked.

"As opposed to 'love'," he answered. "As you said, I seem to call all the women I meet 'love'."

She smiled, unable to deny that she liked him calling her by her name.

"Captain?" another of the crewmen asked as he and a few others came in to get their breakfasts as well and saw Eriana.

"Yes," he said. "Allow me to introduce you to Ruby's quarter mistress, Eriana. Eriana, this is Nash, Blake, Harry, Will, Hunter and Daniel," he added as he went down the line of the large men in tattered clothes.

Eriana could hardly tell the men apart from one another as they all resembled those she was used to, but she was hopeful this would lessen the chance for another attempt on her life by a member of his crew.

"What happened to Simms?" Hunter asked.

"He attempted to murder my quarter mistress," Oliver answered. "Such actions will not be tolerated."

"Blinded by a woman," Nash said under his breath to Will beside him.

"I always knew the captain would go soft," he replied.

"Say what you will," Oliver said in reply to his men. "But Eriana is now my second in command and you will obey her orders just as you would mine and should the occasion arise, you will defend her life as it were your own. Savvy?"

"Yes, Captain," the men answered in unison.