Chapter 8: Borderland
Jack looked on and then around thoughtfully, confusion and doubt dominating the expressions on his face. They were in some warm turquoise inland pool, with a relatively flat terrain all around and superb, pristine and blinding white sand, landscape that Jack could not categorize any other way than it being the Caribbean. Swimming towards the shore, he could hear the Casuarina pines giving a hypnotic sound in the wind, see the clear shallows giving a unrealistic nuance of greenish blue, pineapples in the distance. If he would've had to guess, he would've said they were in the Bahamas. But how could he see so well, hear so well? He could even smell the pink flowers on the beach from this far. His chest was tingling, he rubbed it and found none of his earlier scars present. He removed his ever present bandana concealing an ugly scar just so he could convince himself it was really happening and his skin was soft as a baby's there as well! Literally bouncing his upper body in and out the water like a dolphin from the excess energy he's just been filled with, he felt so good he simply couldn't care why the water made him almost delirious with pleasure, troubles were forgotten, his eyes darker, his cock harder. He couldn't take it anymore. Reserves aside, he crept on top of Tia lying leisurely in the shallow water, ravaged her swollen lips without self control, slid his tongue into her mouth, pressed his body hard on hers.
"Maybe this water's a bit too much fe ye sanity," Tia laughed at him and held his chest back and away from herself, staring into his deep brown eyes, hypnotizing him with her own smoldering glare while she willed and let little waves lift them up and carry them out the water and onto the sand.
"Me clothes!" Jack watched in awe as everything he'd been wearing had slowly been entangled in seaweed and pulled off him without him getting stuck in the seaweed himself.
"That's all right, ye don't need them," Tia traced his delectable form, then began playing with his cock fondly, stroking it seductively, licking it and kissing it eagerly. She scratched his long fingernails along his raring cock, her teeth copying the action at the other side. It would not hurt the new immortal, just tempt him, make him want to take control, something that nobody else dared with the all-powerful goddess witch for a long while, not even other immortals.
He grinned at her wickedly, then let his hand wonder to her intimate parts to do their own exploring on turn. Not that he would've doubted it, but he was soon to determine she was all set and waiting, her body already moving as if it was his cock inside her, not just two fingers. Yet he sighed. She'd always been insatiable, how could he satisfy her this time? He mumbled to himself distracted, just to find that she got impatient with him hesitating, grabbed his cock, virtually pulled him inside her and lifted her bottom up and far as it'd go.
Thrown into the deep water of her desires and needs, he supported her hips and ran his fingers over her still wet and glistening stomach, mind ye, she was somehow always wet under her clothes, whenever he had the chance to research that. Still conscious of his actions, he thrust into her again and again and then he found something was happening. Ever since the realization of swimming in the water of life he hadn't felt his own flesh, it wasn't the actual play of muscles that was making him move even though it seemed so, it wasn't the air his lungs still sucked in making him live, but this tremendous life force inside of him, inside every little movement of his, every glint of an eye, every flick of his tongue. He closed his eyes, shaking as his body was hardly able to contain all that power. He was only vaguely aware that his thus shuddering inside her made her whimper and moan in a way he'd never heard her before. She brought him here, made him immortal for this experience only, the compelling lovemaking of a newly bred immortal.
As if watching what was unfolding from the outside of his mind, he registered her calling out Jack, Jack, over and over, her swinging on him, hanging onto him, stroking him restlessly as he continued push forward as if with the power of the universe. Inside his brain planets were born, supernovas exploded, civilizations disappeared in the void in a fashion never known to ordinary people, yet his world had not stopped spinning with the overpowering explosion coming from his penis akin to a comet crashing into earth. Even if he was a born traveler, son of the keeper of the code, rider of a pterodactyl, seeing the past, present and future of all that was important and above mankind was all too much for him. Still trembling with the aftermath of his becoming, he was reduced to buckling to the ground beside her.
Tia smiled with satisfaction and wrapped herself around him once more, this time with the intention to comfort him against the first few minutes of being all too powerful for the world to be enough, yet that didn't stop her from continuing to savor her time with him, touching him, covering him with little kisses.
Finally he lifted his head. "Love." He stated. "The only thing left more powerful or worthy to acquire, worthy to live for."
Tia winced. Jack's always been quick on the mark, he figured this one out too while some people took centuries, or never. She hadn't expected anything else though. "I will give ye Elizabeth Turner at the end. Ye go and steal all the pieces of eight from all the pirate lords. That's the deal. There. A hurricane of mine jest blown yer Pearl over here."
tbc
