Never Trust A Pirate Chapter 1, a misc. books fanfic

ELIZABETH POV -

The cabin door rudely opened, the vampire captain appeared before Elizabeth's eyes suddenly fear washed over her. The realization finally began to sink in. Christopher paused shutting the door behind him. The bronze beauty inhaled abruptly. She had to keep herself serene, Elizabeth couldn't allow him the satisfaction of knowing she was terrified. The bronze beauty licked her lips slightly. There was a long pause, they both said nothing for a while. Something about it made Elizabeth that more uncomfortable. Of course with Christopher staring her down, nearly undressing her those eyes of his didn't help matters. The bronze beauty just wanted to scream at him, if the silence between them continued it was going to drive her insane. She had to know what he was thinking. What he might be planning. Elizabeth knew at this point that provoking him was not an option. Elizabeth's lips parted, he was about to speak. Yet, the pirate captain spoke first.

"You know Liza, what you did was a very, very bad thing. And when you do very bad things, you get punished. It makes me realize I can't trust you to be by yourself anymore. And once you lose my trust, it's a very hard thing to get back. If you had been a good girl and just stayed put at the hotel where I left you, then you would be allowed to stay by yourself when we make port, but you proved the other day that you can't be trusted on your own yet." He stated in a threatening manner that sent off every warning signal, but for her it was more of a challenge. Well….challenge accept. As he took a step towards her Elizabeth tried desperately to keep from provoking him, but failed epically. "You're the one playing pirate! You are the one who should be punished" She shouted. Her eyes squinted in a glare. The fear she felt for the past couple of hours melted away, she was finally regaining her fiery sprite that he just so happened to 'love' about her. "Trust isn't even in your vocabulary!" The bronze beauty remembered the month she spent with him. A month of being his prisoner, she regretted not being able to see his reaction when he found her gone. "I told you I would escape, I warned you. " Elizabeth felt her fury, her hatred for him returning. "I don't care what plans you might have for me, but if you do anything to me I promise you that I'll do it again!" She threatened him. Elizabeth hoped that might keep him from doing anything harsh.

CHRISTOPHER POV-

Christopher had been pacing on the deck of his ship, walking back and forth across the deck as he tried to think of just what to do with the woman in his cabin. He had told her that if she tried to escape from him that there would be consequences. And not only did she try to escape, but she did, and ran back to her father for two whole weeks before he could snatch her back again. He had been furious the whole two weeks she'd been gone. He had been fit to kill and his whole crew, Jared included, had to walk on egg shells during that time period. Not only did Christopher have to steal her back, but he had to steal her back from an ancient that was considered a God back in the ancient Egyptian days, long before his time. It hadn't been the easiest of tasks, but Christopher had managed it. And now his ship was set sail heading far away from Miami, and away from her father, Anubis. He knew that he would have to face Anubis' wrath sooner or later for stealing his daughter again right out from under his nose, but that was the last thing on Christopher's mind at the moment. Right now the only thing occupying his thoughts was the infuriating, beautiful, disobedient, viper tongued; incredibly sexy woman who he knew was pacing inside his cabin like he was pacing on his deck.

Jared had calmed him down from what he had wanted to do. He had been a hairs breath away from marching in there and taking her across his knee and showing her just what her disappearing on him made him want to do to that tantalizing ass. He wanted to turn it cherry red and have both his hand and her pretty little ass smarting. But Jared had talked him off that ledge. Got him at least thinking clearly to where he wasn't seeing nothing but red. Red ass, that is. Finally he turned towards his cabin and marched towards it, finally trusting himself to see her. He marched up to the cabin door and stood there for a half second before pushing the door open and walking in, shutting the door behind him to give the two of them some privacy.

Christopher stopped after he shut the door and took in her figure and her outfit. She looked absolutely stunning in that shade of blue. It is a perfect match for the exact color of the Caribbean Sea. Now his palm really itched to take her over his knee, just so he could strip that wonderful dress from her body. But, as Jared had reminded him, he was trying to be subtle with this one, something about her calling to something inside himself. He knew that something in him called to her as well, but he also knew that she would not admit this. And so, neither would he.

ELIZABETH POV -

CHRISTOPHER POV-

Christopher watched her reaction carefully as he walked towards her. Though she tried to hide her fear, he was quite a bit older than her, and he could smell it on her like it was a sweet, sweet perfume. He made his way towards her slowly, stalking her like a great jungle cat stalks his prey. His eyes never left her, staring into and straight through her. She was putting on a good facade, but he knew the fear she truly felt inside. She could not hide his true emotions from him. He did not live to be over 600 years old by being unable to read people, none the less keeping his sometimes precarious position as Captain of this ship.

You're the one playing pirate! You are the one who should be punished! Christopher suddenly became very still, stopping his advance towards her. His dark chocolate eyes focused on her, his pupils dilating which was the only indication for his temper. Playing pirate? Oh, she really wanted to stop while she was ahead. "You're treading dangerous waters little Lass, and they be full of sharks. Ye may want to watch yer step." He said, showing his anger with his language. Trust isn't even in your vocabulary! I told you I would escape, I warned you. I don't care what plans you might have for me, but if you do anything to me I promise you that I'll do it again!

Christopher flashed in front of her and grabbed her roughly by her upper arms. He slammed her against the wall of his cabin. He pressed his body against hers roughly, pinning her smaller frame to the wall so that she couldn't move. He leaned forward so that his nose was at her ear and his fangs at her throat. "You've over stepped the sheltered harbor of my patience, Miss James. If you truly think I'm playing pirate, then tell me so again, and I'll be more than glad to give you a demonstration of just how... playful I can be." He said, crowding her body with his so she could feel his muscles pressed up against him. If she said just one more word, just one that pissed him off, she would see just how true of a pirate he was. And he wouldn't feel one bit bad about it. "Now, what say you?"

ELIZABETH POV -

Elizabeth realized the mistake she had made when Christopher suddenly became very still, stopping his advance towards her completely. She allowed her temper to once again get the better of her. The bronze beauty stood still, she careful studied him. Waiting for him to pounce. His dark chocolate eyes focused on her, his pupils dilated. Yes, she had clearly gone too far. "You're treading dangerous waters little Lass, and they be full of sharks. Ye may want to watch yer step." He said, his anger was clearly heard in his tone. Oh god what had she done? Before the bronze beauty could react Christopher flashed in front of her roughly grabbed her by the upper of her arms. Elizabeth cried out as the pirate captain slammed her against the wall of his cabin. She stood there stunned for a second, the comprehension of her grave mistake had come into full view now. Elizabeth felt Christopher press his body against hers crudely, pinning her much lesser frame pinning her between him and the wall.

The bronze beauty attempted to move, only to find out he had her completely pinned. The fear she felt before flooded back to her. Why, why couldn't she just keep silent? There was just something about this pirate that infuriated her. He leaned into her ear, she could feel the point of his fangs against her throat. "You've over stepped the sheltered harbor of my patience, Miss James. If you truly think I'm playing pirate, then tell me so again, and I'll be more than glad to give you a demonstration of just how... playful I can be." He whispered, massing her body with his own. Her lips parted, she inhaled sharply. In the month they spent together, the bronze beauty had never witness that captain to fill with fury. Yet, despite her fear, regardless of his threat the feeling his muscles pressed up against her was very pleasant. This only fueled her loathing for the pirate captain. How dare him!? Elizabeth wanted to hurt him! She hated how he made her feel. "Now, what say you?" His voice pulled Elizabeth back from her thoughts. The bronze beauty remained silent for a moment. "I hate you." She spat out. Elizabeth was tempted to remind him of his promise to do her no harm, but she doubted he'd care. Seeing how he was indeed a bloody pirate.

CHRISTOPHER POV-

Despite his anger with her and the fact that he was seeing red he couldn't help but notice just how exquisite her soft curves felt against his hard body. She was soft everywhere he was hard, and he found himself wanting to run his hand down her soft cheek, but he stilled his hand before he could even move it from her arm. He didn't think that action would be received very well, given the circumstances of their closeness at the moment. He could also smell her sharp spike of arousal before she clamped down on it brutally, remembering just who it was she found pleasing. He smirked, showing a bit of fang as he looked down at her. Then she spat at him that she hated him, and that just made his smirk deepen.

He pushed back away from her, but before he got too far away from her he bent to her and inhaled her scent deeply. "Good choice Liza. And it's comforting to know that I'm not the only one affected here. But I don't believe that hate is the overlying emotion being felt here, for the feeling is mutual." He lowered his voice to a whisper, his lips skimming the sensitive skin of the curve of her ear as he spoke to her. "I can smell that you want me, Elizabeth James. You can deny it all you want," He said, running his index finger down the curve of her throat and down the middle of her cleavage so wonderfully put on display in that phenomenal dress. "But your body betrays you Lass. No matter what comes out of your mouth..." He let his hand trail down the curve of her breast, his thumb brushing over her right nipple through the thin material of the dress. "But your body will tell on you every time sweets." He said as her nipple beaded up under his expert touch.

And then, as quick as he had got on her, he was off her and across the cabin, his back pressed against the other side of his cabin, giving her plenty of space. He had to keep himself from touching her. While he was not now or ever going to rape her, he did have very powerful persuasive abilities when it comes to sexual endeavors that he wishes to indulge in. She would only say no so many times before she would be begging yes, and he could have her begging him to put his hands on her before ever entering her body... But that was not his goal with Elizabeth. He didn't want to have to persuade her to beg him for more. He wanted her to want him on her own, without him having to use his persuasive abilities. "I promised you that I wouldn't hurt you, and that no harm would fall to you while you are under my protection on my ship. I am a man of honor Liza, whether you choose to believe it or not. But push me again as you did today, and you will find that I have no problem with pushing the boundaries of my honor. Do us both a favor, and don't make me show you I'm not bluffing."

ELIZABETH POV -

That damn smirk on the pirates face only fueled her rage. What the hell did he have to smirk about? Elizabeth observed him silently as took a step away from her, but before she was able to feel any kind of relief he bent to her sniffed her. He sniffed her? "Good choice Liza. And it's comforting to know that I'm not the only one affected here. But I don't believe that hate is the overlying emotion being felt here, for the feeling is mutual." He spoke with his voice no higher than a whisper, his lips nibbling the curve of her ear as he spoke. The bronze beauty was trying to pretend she had no idea what he was talking about, but they both knew better than that. "I can smell that you want me, Elizabeth James. You can deny it all you want," He whispered, running his filthy index finger down the curve of her throat. "You're delusional." Elizabeth told him as his finger traveled down the middle of her cleavage. She wished he was. Oh how she wished Christopher had been wrong. "But your body betrays you Lass. No matter what comes out of your mouth..." The pirate captain stated letting his hand trail down the curve of her breast.

Elizabeth lips parted, she inhaled sharply. Every ounce of her being hated this pirate, but as his thumb brushed over her right nipple she felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Monster. The word monster, bastard came to mind. However, Christopher was right. Elizabeth did want him, but she'd never admit that little fact out loud. Especially to him. "But your body will tell on you every time sweets." He pointed out as her nipple beaded up under his expert touch. Turing her head the bronze beauty closed her eyes. What was going on? She couldn't explain it. Here she was in a cabin, on a pirate ship, kidnapped by its captain, who she's supposed to hate! An all she wanted was for him to kiss her! What the hell! Without realizing it Elizabeth had covered her cleavage. It was only until Christopher spoke that the bronze beauty even noticed he was on the other side of the cabin.

"I promised you that I wouldn't hurt you, and that no harm would fall to you while you are under my protection on my ship. I am a man of honor Liza, whether you choose to believe it or not. But push me again as you did today, and you will find that I have no problem with pushing the boundaries of my honor. Do us both a favor, and don't make me show you I'm not bluffing." Elizabeth snorted. "We both know that will not happen. I told you that I'd make you regret kidnapping me, and I meant it." She replied regaining her composure once again. "No matter how my body betrays me the fact will always mean the same. " Elizabeth paused a tiny smirk pulled at the corner of her lips. "You repulse me. I hate you beyond words, and there will never come a day that I'll ever welcome your touch. Nor will I ever want you." She only hoped he didn't call her bluff, but in truth if he proceed Elizabeth had little doubts he could make her eat those words.

CHRISTOPHER POV-

Christopher took in her scent now that he was pressed up against her, savoring her sweet scent. He closed his eyes and allowed himself this moment to indulge in the creamy softness of her sun bronzed skin and intriguing scent. She smelled of the ocean, the salty sea air and something else. Something more floral that was intoxicating to his senses. He just wanted to bask in her scent, bury himself in her warmth and never leave. But he knew that as of this moment she would not accept that idea, would repel it with a vicious intensity. He believed it was because of her body's reaction to him that made her behave this way. And it probably didn't help when he did things like this to her, but he couldn't help himself. When she deliberately baited him she had to be prepared to deal with this shark. Had he been any one of his men, including his First Mate Jared who she was so much more pleasant to, she would have already had to suffer his every desire and to hell with what she wants. She should know that, hell she had spoken to Vera, the human woman that Jared had brought on board a few months back. It's not like Vera would receive this treatment at the hands of her captor. And yet despite knowing this information, she still chose to act as if Christopher was enemy number one. She should be only so grateful that it was he who had taken a fancy to her and not one of his crew.

Christopher released her and flashed to the entrance to his cabin and watched her. If he had stayed against her any longer he would not be responsible for his actions. She was too much a temptation, so much so that he was willing to whisk her away from her father who had lived centuries more than he himself had, a vampire who had been worshiped as an ancient Egyptian God. He would risk the wrath of the ancient vampire just to reacquire her. Now for all he knew her father could have a ship and be sailing towards him and his ship right this moment to get her back. Or worse, the ancient could have hooked up with Christopher's old captain, Cole. Christopher didn't even want to think about those possibilities. He had thought that he and Jared had killed Cole the night that they took over this ship, the night Cole gave Christopher the scar crossing his chest. Christopher wanted this woman standing before him so badly his skin literally itched to have her. But he had already made it clear that he wanted her to want him before he had her. Rape had never been Christopher's style, and though he did not look down on his men for raping women when they pillaged a city or a tour cruise, Christopher had never raped a woman in his life. He may be a vampire, he may be a pirate, but he at least had that one moral code.

Christopher listened to Elizabeth as she spoke of her hatred for him. His face was unreadable for a long moment as she spoke, appearing as though he were made of stone rather than flesh. When she finished Christopher came out of his stony appearance as his lips pulled up in a smirk to match her own. He had asked her to not push him anymore, and yet here she was again, running that pretty little mouth of hers again. Well, he was going to show her exactly what he thought she should be doing with that silver tongued mouth of hers. Christopher flashed back so that he was standing in front of her again, this time pinning her arms with one of his large hands above her head. He pushed his hips into her so that she couldn't move her lower half. He grabbed her chin with his free hand and held her face so that it was tipped up at just the right angle. Then he quickly took her mouth with his own, his lips and tongue demanding a response from her. He held her pinned there as he ravaged her mouth, pushing his tongue through her lips which she had tried in vain to keep closed from his invasion. At first she stayed rigid against him, fighting him off as best she could in her vulnerable state, but after a moment it was like her body took over and began to respond to him.

As soon as he felt her give in and respond in the slightest Christopher dropped her hands and left her there pushed up against the wall, backing off and going to the door. He put his hand on the door knob and then turned back to her, locking his eyes with hers. "You may despise me, you may hate me. But even if you will never welcome or accept my touch, do not sit there and lie through that pretty mouth of yours. You do want it. You don't have to admit it, but you will acknowledge it, if only to yourself. Your mouth is too beautiful to let such an obvious lie pass through your lips. It's beneath you, Liza. The door will be open, you can come out onto the deck if you wish." And with that Christopher turned his back on her and walked out of the cabin onto the deck to address his crew, closing the door behind him to give her a measure of privacy but not locking the door behind him as he had when he had threw her in there after returning her to his ship.

ELIZABETH POV -

Elizabeth examined the pirate captain Christopher, who listened silently as she spoke of her loathing for him. His face was incomprehensible for a time, appearing as though his facial expressions were made of stone. Which only infuriated her the more. When she finished Christopher lips pulled up into a smirk to match her own. "Damn…" she thought realizing that he was about to call her bluff. He had warned her to remain still, not to push him anymore that evening. The bronze beauty knew in that moment she had done exactly what he cautioned her not to do. Elizabeth prepared herself for anything. Christopher flew right back in front of her once again, he made quick work of pinning her arms above her head with one of his rather rough, large hands. She felt him push his hips forward into her making it nearly impossible to move. Elizabeth turned her head refusing to gaze at him, but the pirate captain grabbed her chin with his other hand and held her face tipping it up at just the right angle. Fear began to come over her. However before the fear could settle in, Christopher swiftly took her mouth with his own in a demanding manner that virtually left Elizabeth breathless, his lips, his rather large tongue challenging a response from her. The bronze beauty bite down on his lip, no maybe his tongue? She wasn't sure, just wanted him to stop.

She was unsuccessful for the pirate captain continued to hold her pinned there as he ravaged her mouth, pushing his tongue through. Elizabeth hated that she was unable to move, to do anything his invasion was not wanted, was not welcomed. Well that's what she kept telling herself. Though with each passing second her resolve slowly melted away. At first she remained unyielding and would have against him if given the fighting chance, Elizabeth did try to fight him off as best she could in such a vulnerable state, but her body just took over and began to respond to him. "No!" the bronze beauty thought. Why was her body betraying her like this? Before she could catch her breath Christopher dropped her hands, the thought to hit him had crossed her mind. However her body had a different idea, they actually reached out to him. They reached out for Christopher, but grabbed only air. The pirate captain had left her there pushed up against the wall, slowly backing off and going to the door.

Elizabeth slid down the wall to the floor, her head fell into her hands. She felt utterly violated, unclean and betrayed. "Dirty rotten pirate…" Elizabeth thought quietly. The sound of his hand grabbing the door knob caused the bronze beauty to look up, they locked eyes. "You may despise me, you may hate me. But even if you will never welcome or accept my touch, do not sit there and lie through that pretty mouth of yours. You do want it. You don't have to admit it, but you will acknowledge it, if only to yourself. Your mouth is too beautiful to let such an obvious lie pass through your lips. It's beneath you, Liza. The door will be open, you can come out onto the deck if you wish." Christopher then turned his back on her and walked out of the cabin. Before she had time to think, Elizabeth picked up the nearest object and hurled it at the cabin door. The object shuttered on impacted. "I will kill you!" She shouted loud enough to be heard by him and anyone else who may be listening. "Mark my words you bloody pirate I'll have your head!" Elizabeth fell onto the cot, she sat there a minute before placing a relatively unsteady hand to her chin, then a finger to her lips. The bronze beauty didn't understand, she despised the pirate captain a great deal. Elizabeth exhaled heavily and laid down on the cot. She wasn't tired, but the bronze beauty wasn't exactly going to leave the cabin. In all honesty Elizabeth feared what she might do to the pirate. Right now she needed to calm down, strategize her next move.