Killian P.O.V.

I quickly turned around hoping to see her in all her glory.

Instead I was met by a fist crashing into my face. She then grabbed me and threw me out the door leaving me to smash into the wall on the other side of the hallway.

I barely came to when I saw the door slam shut. Lefty was immediately at my side asking if I was ok. I looked around clutching my bloody nose.

"Definitely worth it." I said smiling maliciously.

I got up still holding my bloody nose and tried to walk into Leftys cabin. My vision was slightly blurry and I kept swaying from one side to another blinking my eyes furiously. I sat down in a chair hoping he didn't follow me. Again I was disappointed as he came in and offered me a handkerchief to stop the bleeding.

"Thank you for all the help but that won't be necessary." With a wave of my hand I dismissed him. I leaned back in the chair still smiling just thinking about the princess. She certainly was a piece of work. One moment she is a fierce warrior, the next she is a beautiful princess.

A princess on my ship, I would never get used to the sound of that. I could just imagine myself bragging to other captains about how I bedded a princess.

I stopped smiling. How could I bed her knowing she was a princess? If she told anyone after I returned her that I forced her into bed with me I could be punished by torture till dead.

Better yet, how could I bed her knowing what all she has been through? She told me her back story I was there, I was holding her when she confessed her greatest fears. A day ago I would have never thought that the girl would have been scared of anything. But I saw that look in her eyes when she started talking about her father.

It was a look of utter sorrow knowing that she will never be completely free from her father's search. For the rest of her life, or at least until her father dies, she will have to be hidden because her father wants hermarried off as if she were nothing more than a bargaining chip.

How could I commit rape when I knew something like that?

"Well it's not rape if you enjoy it." I said aloud taking a swig of rum I didn't even I know I was holding. She was a spry, young, lass, who knew her power of persuasion. Why wouldn't she enjoy satisfying my needs when she has her own? Princess or no princess she was still a sexy little thing.

And I'm a pirate I don't care about other people especially not an erotic looking woman.

I was still downing the bottle of rum while smiling thinking of being inside her. The way she argued she was practically begging to be laid. Why shouldn't I grant her wishes? By now the bottle was empty and I was already half way done with another and I could feel the effects of the alcohol kicking in.

She was my slave, my property. Why shouldn't I have my way with her?

Every girl is irresistible to my charm why shouldn't she be?

By now I could feel my manhood wanting her.

It was time to officially make her mine.

And with that I downed the rest if the bottle wiped my lips and started my drunken walk to her cabin.

Reyna P.O.V.

That was good thinking on my part putting the towel back around me. There was no way I was getting back into a dress in less than ten seconds. There was also no way I was letting him see me naked.

I was happy with my decision of punching him and throwing him out of the room and wished I had thought of it earlier. I must say though that he really threw me off guard with that skipping seconds crap.

Luckily he was gone now and I could sit on the bed wrapped up in my towel wondering what I would do with my life from here.

I sighed thinking of all the possibilities of how I could kill him in his sleep. Sadly I couldn't kill anyone while I was on the ship.

I shuddered thinking of what would happen to me if I tried to kill someone. I wasn't afraid of for my life. I was afraid for my virginity. I didn't trust the captain.

"I'll just bid my time until we reach the next port then I'll make my attack." I thought to myself

I decided I should get out of the towel and into the nightgown that was provided from the captain.

It was tight and low but not see through and for that I was glad of. I rummaged through the dresser to find something I could put under it. I didn't want to only be wearing a nightgown, not with pirates that are so good at undressing women running around.

I found some petticoat bloomer things and decided that would be enough.

My hair was an absolute mess so I ran a brush through it. As I was brushing I couldn't help but to think about the captain.

His eyes were something out of a book. I remember thinking to myself the first time I met him about his ugly eyes. I was in denial and angry.

But now I've seen his eyes feel.

When we were in the water and he held me listening to my sob story I saw his eyes for the first time. They were caring and held onto every word I said.

His eyes made me feel safe.

For a moment in the water I forgot I was his prisoner, I forgot that I want to kill him, I forgot how arrogant he was, and I saw that he truly cared. By now I was brushing my hair furiously. I decided I should get ready for bed and began braiding my hair.

I instantly chastised myself.

He was a pirate. There was no way he cared about me or my feelings. He was still taking me back to my father and wouldn't even care about the things the king would do to me.

I really was nothing more than his sex slave/moneymaker. Yet in the back of my mind I vividly remember the moment in the water.

The way he looked at me like he actually felt sorry for me. The way he held me as if nothing could ever hurt me. The way he comforted me as if he genuinely wanted to make it better.

I finished braiding my hair and shook the thoughts of the pirate out of my head.

"You don't need a man to hold and protect you. You can do that by yourself." I thought tying the hair ribbon.

It's not like the pirate would do that anyway.

Suddenly the door swung open and in toppled the captain. I quickly finished my knot and stared at him. He stared right back at me eyeing me in the skimpy nightgown.

"Can I help you captain?" I asked trying to conceal my hate for him.

"I tol' you I'd be here 'n here I am." He said with an evil smile on his face.

I could smell the alcohol from all the way over here, and my stomach started flip-flopping.

He looked at me hungrily and started staggering over to me laughing maliciously. This was not a good situation. He looked like he was hankering for some sex. And he looked like there would be nothing stopping him from getting what he wanted. He stopped right in front of me and I stood up hoping to talk reason into him.

Sadly by standing up I saw how hopeless the situation was.

He was twice my size and had muscles to spare. There was no way I could fight him without a weapon. He loomed over me and licked his lips. With any luck he really might eat me.

That would be better than what he has in mind.

"Captain your plastered. Why don't you sleep it of-" I was cut off by what was usually the most romantic way of interrupting someone.

Sadly in my case it was the worst possible thing to happen at the moment.

He was kissing me like there was no tomorrow. His hands were roaming all over my body.

I couldn't do anything but turn my face. I tried pushing him away buy that didn't even move him. I tried beating his chest that didn't do anything either.

I tried screaming his name hoping he would realize what he was about to do, but all it did was egg him on.

I did what I never thought I would do.

I begged.

"Please stop! You don't know what you're doing. Stop please stop!" I was almost on the verge of tears.

"Oh princess haven't you been looking forward to this moment ever since we met?" He said stroking my cheek.

He grabbed my shoulders.

"I know I have."

And with that he threw me on the bed sealing my doom.