Chapter 1
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It was an early night; still plenty of light left yet no more of the sun visible. I smiled happily to myself as I realized the pleasant night in store for me. My hand rested on the railing of the ship as I walked across it. Tonight I was wearing something more elegant than the usual-a flowing light blue gown which went well with my figure. My bare feet padded the deck silently, and the silky material gently grazed against them. The white corset matched perfectly, as the gown was rather see-through. Part of my dark hair was pulled back, but the majority of it I left down long. It went below my shoulders and came in front of my eyes. As I walked across the deck, I was greeted with smiles and glances of the other men, who only gazed upon my beauty but never for longer than a few seconds. They knew I belonged to him and him alone. The old superstition of bad luck for women to be upon board was definitely put aside for me. Rarely did the other crewmen speak to me, but when they did I always saw deep appreciation within their eyes-for a women such as me to be able to rule the seas was a grand accomplishment, and also something to be feared.

I slowly walked up the stairs to his cabin. I knew every step and bump within the wood, but yet I took my time, making him wait in anticipation slightly longer. When I reached his door, I paused. My heart thumped rapidly and I breathed in deeply. I had been with this man for years yet the thought up being in his arms took my very breath away. That was when the door opened quit suddenly. I raised my eyes looking into his. He stood tall, smiling down at me mischievously. His dark hair swooped in front of his face, yet I could still see those beautiful eyes that captivated me. His left arm leaned up against the doorframe, holding his weight.

Then he reached forward and quickly pulled me to him into the room. We spun around and he shut the door, altogether pushing me against the wall in the same moment. I cried out in surprise as he pushed his body against mine. His lips touched mine and he passionately kissed me for quite some time, running his tongue gently over my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to control myself. With obvious domination, he pulled away unwillingly and smiled down at me lovingly. He knew he had me already yet now it seemed it was his turn to make me wait. He walked over to the table and pulled the cork out of the bottle, making the loud pop.

"Do come here, Love" he beckoned me to him. I smiled at him curiously and came over. Trying to be romantic, he started to pour some into a glass. Rolling my eyes, I took the bottle from him and drank a huge gulp.

"I do think we've gotten past the being shy part." I smiled at him playfully.

"Aye, we have that…" he paused, and then looked me over, eyeing the curves of my body hungrily. I looked down, not in reserve, but to tease. I knew if I had met his eyes at that second I would have been his in a flash. But I wanted to play; I wanted him to want me so badly that when he did have me everything would be amazing. "But my Love," he continued, walking closer to me. I gazed up at him, meeting his eyes. Big mistake. I felt like putty in his hands already. Then he pulled me to him once more. I placed my hands on his chest right below his shoulders and stared into his eyes as he spoke to me. "It will never change the way you look at me, nor how you dance in the moonlight, for me and me only." He spun me around once more so my back was facing him and placed his hands upon my hips as we gently rocked back and forth to the music in our minds.

He brushed the hair from my neck and gently caressed it with his lips as his hands slowly came up my body. I shivered in delight when his teeth gently grazed my neck. It was as if I could feel him smiling. He knew the effect he was having on me and he carefully and smoothly started to unlace my corset. I gave in and let him. I gasped slightly when he unexpectedly picked me up and carried me over to the bed.

We were both eager in anticipation and I started to breath heavily at the thought. I looked up at him as he got on top of me carefully. His eyes sparkled and I slowly started to undo his shirt. He pushed layers of the thin material from my dress aside and excitedly ran his hands over my body. His hands made their way to my back and he tenderly picked me up, slicing the blade of his knife through the lace of the corset. I glared at him, and he laughed.

"Since when have I ever had the patience for those things? You should know better. Besides, I'm sure you could pillage more loot from some other unexpected soul." He whispered in my ear and I ran my hands over his chest now. Then he pushed me back down and placed his hands upon my body once more, running them over my exposed breasts. Moaning softly, I pressed up against him. I wanted him more than ever, and I kissed him deeply, giving my whole self to him. He was the only man I would ever love, and whom I would ever trust. He was mine and mine alone, for no one could break the bonds of friendship, love, and trust that we both had for each other. It was within this night that I truly realized how much my world revolved around him, and what I would do if something were to ever happen to him. I could not imagine life without him…it was to be living without oxygen.

That was when the bell rang, sounding an alarm. It interrupted me from my deep thoughts and from the enjoyment of pleasuring. His hands ran down the side of me as he sat up. I looked to the door in bewilderment, hoping that it was just a figure of my imagination. Turning his head to mine I pulled him back down to me and started kissing him fervently when the bell was rung again and the sound of a canon ball hitting the water. Him and I both sat up instantly.

"Bloody hell!" I cursed loudly as he rolled off of me and stood up grabbing his affects. I swung my feet over the bed and sat up too, watching him. He was over at the window looking out the back of the ship and as he turned back to head to the door he stopped, taking a look at me.

"Love…" he smiled, amused, and then threw an extra pair of my clothes at me. "get dressed." It was more of a question than a demand. Although we both knew very well that we were about to go into battle, there was still that wish of being back into each others arms. I sighed angrily and put on the white blouse and slipped into the short pants, pulling the gown back around me. I knew he was already out on deck, and I ran over to the table and also grabbed my affects, took a deep breath, shook my hair out, and followed him.