The Pirate Lass

Chapter 4:


Eriana awoke with a slight start the next morning, somehow convinced one of the crewmen would find her there beside Oliver and accuse him of growing weak. Such beliefs often caused mutinous behavior and that was one of the last things she wanted for him.

"Morning," Oliver rasped slightly as he awoke a second later.

"I should go," Eriana stated as she gathered her clothes and began to dress.

"You're not regretting last night?" he asked, unsure of why he was pained by the thought.

"No," she answered honestly just before she turned and kissed him softly. "I only think it's best that we keep this to ourselves for now. Just imagine if your men caught wind of this so soon."

"I suppose I'll see you in the galley soon then," he stated with a soft smile.

"Of course," she answered with her own smile.

Oliver took his time as he dressed, still savoring the images and residual sensations from the previous night before he made his way down to the galley. But instead of finding Eriana, he found one of his men.

"Tell me, Captain," Blake began as he and Oliver were seated minutes later, "how do ye think ye's bar maid will react when she discovers ye's quarter mistress here?"

Just then Eriana made her way to just before the galley's entryway in hopes of getting a bite to eat before she and the others were to set sail, but stopped when she heard Oliver and Blake talking.

"I really don't much care what she thinks," Oliver answered. "At first, I admit, I had an interest in her, but now there's just nothing there and I can't help but be thankful for that."

'I knew it was too good to be true. He's just like all the rest,' Eriana thought to herself angrily. Quickly she turned from the galley's entryway and made her way back to the deck and finally down to the docks as she believed the men were talking about her.

She wanted to forget that she had been so naïve and walked quickly away from Ruby, not caring where she ended up as long as it wasn't aboard Oliver's ship.

"Because of ye's lass?" Blake asked with a partial smile, enjoying the idea of his captain being infatuated. That the captain was in fact human.

"Perhaps," he answered with a smile as he thought back to the minutes before with her. "We should get going," he added, wanting to change the subject as what Blake had said was true.

Within a matter of seconds Oliver and Blake made their way out to the deck and could see Eriana as she continued walking away from Ruby without looking back.

"Captain, where's ye's lass headed?" Blake asked.

"I don't know," he answered. "Stay here. I'll go after her."

'They all warned me. Never trust a pirate,' Eriana continued to herself.

"Eriana!" Oliver called as he began to run towards her.

Ignoring him, Eriana continued walking.

"Eriana, wait!" he called. Finally he caught up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, getting her to face him. "Where are you going?"

"As far from here as I can get," she answered coldly.

"Why?"

"All of a sudden you care what I think?" she asked, her voice still ripe with coldness.

"Of course I do," he answered soothingly. "What's wrong?"

"I heard you talking with Blake," she admitted. "So you don't have to worry now, I'm going."

"Then you didn't hear it all," he told her as he tried to keep from laughing. "That's what you gets for eavesdropping."

"I wasn't eavesdropping," she replied.

"All right, you simply didn't come into a room where you heard a private discussion," he stated with a partial smile. "We weren't talking about you. Fiona's a bar maid on another island. One who only wanted to be with me for the fame she thought it'd bring her."

"How do I know you're telling the truth?"

"Because you're the only woman I wish to have what she was after," he replied. "Otherwise I wouldn't be here now, wanting you to come back to Ruby. She won't set sail without you there."

"You're sure ye want me there?"

"I truly am," he replied. "Simply so you know, I view you as the complete opposite of the bar maids. There's no reason you ever need think otherwise."

With that Eriana walked to Oliver's side and soon they began walking back to Ruby. Both thankful she was returning.

"Can you promise me something?" he asked her as they continued walking.

"If I can."

"That you won't leave like this again? Especially not without telling me?"

"I promise," she told him truthfully.

Oliver breathed a sigh of relief at her promise. Knowing now he couldn't take so much as the thought of Eriana being gone. He had seen her nearly be assaulted, nearly killed and now simply walking away from him and it was beginning to frighten him that one morning he could awake and she would be gone.

Within the next several minutes they were both back on the deck and Oliver had convinced Eriana to stay near him on the deck as he sailed his ship. He just couldn't bring himself to let her out of his sight just yet.

The petite brunette didn't mind remaining near Oliver as he steered the ship. She was thankful for the excuse to be so close to him and to see as much of him as she could then.

"How was your dinner?" Oliver asked when he came into the galley once he handed the wheel off to his first mate much later.

"A little lonely," she answered.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

"I was hungry and you were busy."

Oliver soon found himself staring at her again, his heart rate nearly soaring at the soft smile she was giving him as well as her understanding. "I suppose I should get mine then," he stated as he shook himself from his daze seconds later.

"Mind if I stay?"

"Of course not," he answered, surprised she even felt the need to ask.

This time it was Eriana to stare as Oliver soon took his seat across from her at the large table, losing herself in his own beauty again. His chocolate locks were pulled back just as hers were, his dark orbs seemingly shimmering each time he looked to her and when it was coupled with his own soft smile, she was certain she would melt from the heat he was awakening within her.

They were beside each other, almost impossibly closely, when they cleared the table long minutes later, their conversation then a complete blur as they were far too lost in their dazes.

Eriana saw the strong brunette lick his cupid bow lips slowly and though he wasn't looking to her, she mirrored the almost sensual move and leaned in slightly to him, wanting to feel his soft lips against hers.

As he turned to her, Oliver could see the longing in his quarter mistress' eyes and as her longing matched his own, he soon claimed her gently pouted lips in a soft, sensuous kiss that was slowly growing deeper.

Soon his strong arms were locked around her, hers behind him with her slender hands resting at his broad shoulders. Their still clothed bodies were nearly against each others' and both could feel their hearts racing again, this time feeling their lovers' as well.

This time neither cared if any of the other crewmen were on their way in. All they cared about now was further deepening whatever it was they had between them. Both were fearful of the word love in any form, but if things continued on the way it seemed now that they would, they were sure to be in it.

Eriana broke their kiss minutes later and asked, "Should we continue this in your chambers?" Truthfully she wanted to continue it there, but she wasn't prepared to have an audience.

"No," he breathed. "The men are on the deck or asleep in their cabins, none will come here 'til morning. We're safe from their prying eyes until then."

Eriana's lips soon claimed Oliver's and almost as soon as her tongue began twining with his once more, she moved her hands down his well muscled arms to his flowing white shirt, lifting it slowly from his breeches.

As he felt her slender hands slip beneath the flimsy fabric and run slowly up his sculpted chest, he mirrored her movements slightly. He moved his hands from her sides to her back, lifting her own flowing white shirt out of her breeches and bringing it up the length of her mostly corseted back.

Eriana soon broke their kiss again and moved to take his shirt, Oliver having to take his hands back to let her. But just a moment later she let him take hers, both being left on the table.

Seeing her chest heaving slightly, her corset moving with her curvaceous body, Oliver moved low and took her corset ribbon with him. Remaining on his knees, he opened her corset, his cock swelling more with each inch of her ivory-like skin he was getting to see.

The next few moments were a blur of tender kisses, gentle strokes, increased breathing and pulses and ever growing shared arousal.

By now they were rid of all they had been wearing, the table littered with their black and white clothing as Oliver moved low again, his hands taking hold of his lover's hips, his mouth nearing her hot core.

Eriana's eyes fluttered closed as she felt his tongue trace her puffy lips, parting them more oh so slowly. Her pouted nether lips were next in his broad exploration, his sure licking continuing as his teasing raised slightly to her increasingly stiffening bud. A soft moan escaped her chest and her hips began to rock towards him.

Not wanting to push her too close too soon, Oliver let his teasing come to an end slightly there as he stood again and moved behind Eriana, letting his lips work over her smooth back and neck.

Eriana leaned back into his tender kisses, feeling his hands slowly move over her exposed, heated torso. Her breasts were yearning for his touch and neither had to wait long for it.

Cupping first before gently kneading her sensitive flesh and tweaking her small, straining nipples.

Eriana moaned softly again, not wanting to alert the others. His solid dick was pressing into her shapely cheeks and already she wanted to feel him deep within her once again.

At the sensations of his nearly oozing tip of his prick slipping between his rounds, Oliver had to fight a groan himself, wanting to take her as much as she wanted to be taken by him.

Feeling his stalk moving just a little deeper between her globes, Eriana only wanted to feel him deeper between and as if to demonstrate her need, she gently thrust her bottom towards his fevered groin.

"Is this how you truly want me?" he asked softly, wanting to know she was sure.

"There's nowhere I don't want to feel yoy," she sighed.

"It'll only be another moment," he promised. Wanting to make it as painless for her as possible, he dipped two of his fingers into her wet slit, his lips meeting her neck again as he slowly thrust his fingers into her.

Eriana only moaned softly again as her hips rocked into his hand.

As promised, it was only another few moments before Oliver let his sticky fingers slip from his lover's clinging depths and spread her cream over his throbbing erection, her sweet juices soon adding to his own as his cock was soon shining wetly. "Are you truly sure?"

"Yes," she breathed.

"Then relax," he instructed, moving his hands back to her hips, angling them just enough to enter her as easily as possible.

It took another few seconds for her body to relax enough for him to ease his pulsating pole into her tight tunnel, but soon she was pushing back to meet him and neither could conceal their blissful moans.

He knew she would be tight from having been sheathed within her gripping cunt, but this amazing pressure on his dick was almost too much for him to take.

"You feel amazing," he rasped.

"As do you," she breathed in response.

In her surprise at the incredible sensations, her back nearly fell against his broad chest, her breaths nearly becoming pants as he moved within her. His left hand was soon grasping her left breast again while his right skimmed downwards, quickly combing through her shimmering wet curls and was soon intently rubbing her swollen clit.

His lips were taking in each inch of her neck again and Eriana turned to kiss him, wanting to feel his lips against hers once more.

But as the angle was less than comfortable to maintain for long, Eriana turned back and canted her upper back more into her lover's smooth chest, her body beginning to tremble a little more. While she hadn't been a virgin for some years now, somehow she almost felt virginal now. Vulnerable.

Oliver was sensing this as she had brought her arms up, her hands now gently clutching his shoulders and he was determined to do what he could to ease her through it. He only marginally quickened their pace, his petite lover still seconding his every thrust.

He was holding her comfortably close through her emerging tremors, consoling her with each soft kiss to her sensitive skin and melting her fears with each touch and caress.

"Have you been with another man like this?" he asked, knowing if she had ever been with another man this way, he couldn't have been doing it right by her moans. She almost seemed surprised with each pleasure filled wave that crashed into her and her pleasure was only intensifying. As was his.

"No," she breathed, though she wasn't sure if she should admit it. This was the last way she ever expected to want to be no matter how infatuated she found herself. But with Oliver, she was only enjoying it more as the minutes passed!

Oliver lowered his right hand again a minute later, easily slipping two of his fingers into her sopping snatch, instantly feeling her tighten again, her velvety muscles grasping his fingers as tightly as possible while his cock was being grasped tighter in return.

Both were still fighting their emerging moans and groans, but they were coming through anyway and hearing their lover's soft cries of pleasure was only adding to their own sexual delight.

"You will tell me if it's too much?" he asked, his hot breath against her moistened skin sending another shiver through her.

"It's not too much," she answered softly. "It's just right," she added just before she gasped sharply.

The attractive pirate captain managed to keep the movements of his hips and thrusts slow and controlled while both of their bodies were shaking slightly from the shared blissful sensations as his solid rod still dove deep into her slick channel and his fingers still moved within her gripping cunt. While still his left moved over her increasingly fevered torso and his lips returned to her neck.

The beautiful quarter mistress could only take the kisses being away from her lips for so long as she continued to meet each of his thrusts, turning just enough so he could truly kiss her again.

Neither could believe this treat was theirs and at this rate they knew they would never tire of it!

But as their pace quickened again, Oliver's fingers were now slipping out of her hot center before his middle finger concentrated its attention at her throbbing pebble hard swell again.

Oliver's edge was nearing and they could both feel it. Their fiery rhythm had returned, slow and controlled no longer being an option, a fact both were now thankful.

He tried to fight, wanting her to come first, for her volcanic climax to draw his, but as she was remaining so close to him, her overheated, sweat-dampened body still against his, her warm velvety walls surrounding him so tightly, feeling his seed heavy sac slapping against her shapely cheeks, he knew there was no fight left.

A muffled groan and hot rush of fluid was soon Eriana's reward for her slightly increased tempo as she felt Oliver shudder all around her, his ecstatic body nearly collapsing against her back for an instant.

But as his pace had slowed only slightly and she had now reached her official edge, Oliver only had to sink home into her once more before Eriana's explosive orgasm claimed her. Too overcome by it, her mouth only opened in a silent scream of her rapture as she quaked repeatedly in her lover's gentle hold.

Still they rocked together for long moments, calming their bodies back down before it finally came time for them to reluctantly separate as neither truly wanted to. Not until they realized they would be seeing each other again.

"I never could've imagined," Oliver breathed.

"What?" Eriana asked softly.

"That I could find such perfection," he answered with a soft smile to her as he reached for his breeches.

"Neither could I," she replied as he moved close to her again once he had pulled his breeches back on.

"You should dress," he stated before he kissed her softly again. "It'll make this less suspicious as we head back to my cabin," he added with another soft smile.

Just minutes later they were fully dressed and in his bed again, sleepily nuzzling into one another's holds, neither able to conceal their blissful smiles as the images still played in their minds. Their earlier words were keeping them nearly as warm as their earlier fire had and both were still feeling several residual sensations.

Oliver could almost still feel how her swells had bounced in his strong hands, Eriana still feeling his gentle hold perfectly surrounding her globes. Oliver was becoming slightly lost in his memories of the perfect line of her back that led to how he had seen his shaft disappear between her cheeks, mesmerized even now by each of her earlier movements.

For Eriana it was more of the same. She could still see how his hands had moved over her torso, how his fingers had seemed to dance at times. She too was finding herself mesmerized at the sight of how his fingers had disappeared into her heated well and how he had known just how to toy with her and when to let the teasing end.

Once again erotic images of the each other were filling their dreams, but this time they had all been real and neither could hardly wait until they were real again. Even if they knew it wasn't only sex they wanted from each other. Or all that they had between them.

Neither would say it yet, but it had officially gone deeper. There was trust now, along with a deepening attraction and a stronger sense of want and need between them. Both knew the other was truly one of a kind and suddenly no other mattered as in their minds as no other could compare to the one they were currently beside.