Hey lovely readers :)
Just a heads up this chapter is pretty graphic, I didn't enjoy writing it. By graphic I mean rape so please please don't read if you aren't comfortable with it. When Maura is grabbed from behind at the waterhole simply skip down to the next J&M if you don't want to read.
And yes she will be okay
Chapter Sixty-One
Jane awoke early tangled snugly together with Maura, her soft curls once again tickling her nose. She regretfully yet gently pried herself away without waking her and yawned heartily before stretching languidly. Jane had been sleeping much better lately and she knew it was due to Maura being beside her.
She rolled away from Maura about to get up when an arm snaked its way around her lean waist and nudged her back. Jane chuckled and rolled back around to find Maura watching her sleepily, a dreamy smile on her lips.
"Mornin'...sorry I tried nay t' wake ye," Jane husked in her rougher than normal morning voice.
"I don't mind you waking me at all Jane," she said kissing Jane softly on the lips, before breathing "Good morning," into her ear.
"Mmph…Maura ye be doin' 't already."
"Sorry," she kissed her ear, "You are just so kissable."
"This comin' from th' mouth o' an innocent lady," Jane sighed playfully which earned her a sharp nip to the top of her ear.
"Okay lass that`s enough or I be goin' back on what I told ye last night."
"Mmm?" Maura breathed, "I don't remember you saying anything about waiting last night," she said before she captured Jane's tender lobe, grating it gently between her teeth.
"Fuck," Jane grunted.
"Jane."
Maura shifted and kissed her mouth again a little firmer before lying on her back.
"What will you do today?"
"Might try an' help ou' wi' th' ships, me leg be gettin' better."
"Don't overdo it please."
"Aye doctor," she gruffed and before Maura could protest Jane kissed her soundly making Maura forget everything except the feel of her tongue sliding against hers languorously.
"Payback," Jane whispered as their lips pulled apart.
"Yours will be worse," Maura replied smugly.
"I look forward t' it," she chuckled.
"And what will ye do today huh?"
"I'm not sure, perhaps if you're fortunate you will receive a visit from me," she said cheekily making Jane scoff.
"And I haven't seen Barry's children in a while; I miss them so if Anna does not mind I will see them."
"Aye they be good kids."
"They adore you Jane," She said earnestly.
And so do I.
Jane flushed at her words and scratched her chin lightly in an effort to cover the effect Maura's compliments had on her.
"Aye I like them too," she said gruffly and Maura smiled fondly at her, knowing now when Jane was embarrassed.
Jane found she wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with Maura all day, which was a first, but unfortunately her tasks and duties would not wait and she left the comfort that was Maura, kissing her one more time thoroughly and without haste.
Unenthusiastically leaving her bedroom to eat breakfast Jane knew by the thick mist that blanketed everything it touched that it would be a hot day.
J&M
Maura left Jane's bedroom a few hours later already sweltering in the early morning heat. She wiped her hand through her sweat-dampened hair murmuring to the hot weather disapprovingly as she fetched herself some fruit for breakfast, as it was too hot for warm food. Returning to the dining room, she stared longingly at the coconut that sat on the table, wishing she knew how to break it open for it would make a refreshing drink but alas, she would have to ask Jane to open it for her.
Jane.
She sighed dreamily and sat down to start eating, craving for the sight and feel of her already.
Oh Lord what am I getting myself into?
However, Maura was not getting herself into anything, for she was already in deep and irrevocably she just hadn't quite figured it out yet.
She ate slowly savoring the different flavors of the fruit on her taste buds, planning her day more precisely as she went. Then a lovely idea formed in her mind and she smiled to herself and went to Jane's room to collect a shirt and breaches small enough for her, unable to stop herself lifting one of Jane's shirts to her nose to breathe in the intoxicating scent of her skin that remained trapped in the fabric. Maura moaned softly and hastily replaced it in the cupboard, for she would not get anything accomplished with the aching in her stomach and throbbing down below that only Jane could bring out distracting her.
Going to the bathroom, she changed into the clothing and grabbed a towel before leaving the room to hang her dress in the sun off the back veranda. She was going to go to Jane's secret waterhole and before she left, she went back inside in search of pen and paper.
Darling I have gone to your waterhole to swim, come and join me if you find this note. Maura xo
Maura left it on the dining table under the candelabra, hoping Jane would find it. However, if she did not Maura was satisfied she would be going down to the docks later on to greet her looking fresh and clean not sweaty and sticky.
She left the house and hurried quickly for the shade of the forest for the sun was relentless and checking that no one was watching her, she hunted for the large leaf that pulled aside to reveal the narrow path. Maura new Jane wanted to keep her secret a secret and knowing it was now their place she wanted it kept secret more so. It was considerably cooler in the dense forest and Maura breathed a sigh of relief as she made her way up the path to the waterhole, marveling still at the beauty and lush array of plants and wildlife. This island truly was a tropical paradise.
Once at the waterhole tied her hair back with a leather strap and lay her towel down, already cooled from the waterfalls spray. She went to feel the waters temperature and although it was very cold she took a step back on the ledge and dived into its depth smoothly, all her sweat and washing away instantly. Surfacing she gasped and lay on her back treading water and closing her eyes, hoping Jane would find her note and be with her soon.
An hour passed and Maura remained luxuriating in the water the whole time, in awe of how drastically and quickly her life had changed. She thought wistfully of taking Jane home to introduce to her father, Trudy and the girls, knowing the girls would fall in love with her instantly, for none of them liked snobby, boring women and Jane was nothing of the sort, she was exciting and adventurous. Maura dreamed of spending each day with Jane, showing her all her favorite spots over Boston and taking the girls on outings with her.
Jane had come such a huge part of her existence and whatever happened to Maura she could no longer picture an existence without Jane in some way or another, it was not conceivable for her to give Jane up, not for anyone or anything, her heart balked and contracted painfully at the notion.
There was so much yet to learn about her and she wanted to know it all, the good and the bad for she cared deeply about her no matter her past or what she had done.
Maura thought of all kinds of possibilities and situations, wondering how they would keep in contact, for Jane belonged on her island and Maura in Boston even though her heart was telling her she belonged wherever Jane was. Dejectedly she concluded they would have to live apart and see each other whenever possible but already she knew it would not be enough.
If only Jane were here, she would be able to think of something.
Maura troubled herself until she was almost in tears and she dunked her head underwater and before pulling herself out of the waterhole, needing to see Jane. She stroke briskly to her towel and wrapped it around her slim waist before tugging it up over her head to dry her waves.
However, suddenly Maura felt horribly uneasy, something was not right and immediately she thought of Jane and became worried for her safety. Ghastly scenarios began playing through her mind and she shook her head and hurriedly finished drying her waves but as she went to pull the towel from her head a hand grabbed covered her mouth, and Maura screamed into as she was pulled back savagely against someone. Maura did not even have time to contemplate that her uneasiness was her body warning her that her own safety was in jeopardy as the person behind her pushed her roughly to the ground and she hit the rocks with the palms of her hands, scraping the skin from them.
Maura was terrified and she tried in vain to pull the towel from her head but whoever was hurting her kicked her savagely in the side and Maura dry retched as pain shot through her rib cage and she flopped onto her back, gasping for air.
"I told ye that ye would regret hurtin' me bitch," a menacingly familiar voice registered in her ears and Maura whimpered as she realized it was one of the two pirates who had chased her from the attack on Jane's island. She tried to speak but no sound came from her restricted throat and seconds passed before the pirate knelt down between her spread legs and pulled the towel roughly from her head and she noticed with suffocating terror that both of them were there. She struggled to shift back from the pirate between her knees but he only laughed and crawled forward grabbing both her arms in his strong grip and pinning them painfully above her head.
"Now why ye be wearin' men`s clothes. Oh I know, tryin' t' be like yer dyke lover I've seen ye wi' perhaps?" he snarled before spitting at Maura, "I intend t' teach ye that a man`s dick be much better than that whore will ever make ye feel."
Maura's eyes widen ever further in complete terror and she struggled in earnest knowing with utter fear what would happen if she did not escape.
"Please…oh please no," she cried frantically and both the pirates laughed manically before the one between her knees punched her solidly in the face and Maura dry retched again from the excruciating pain and fear.
"Shut up lass th' only sound I want t' hear from ye be th' sound o' pleasure as I rape ye."
He punched Maura again savagely and for a split second, she thought she would slip blissfully into unconsciousness but cruelly she retained her grasp on reality and kept struggling, kicking and lashing out as blood began to trickle down her busted cheek.
"Fuck dasn't punch th' lass' anymore Larry I dasn't want t' be havin' t' look at all that blood when 'tis me turn," The other pirate standing over Maura complained.
"Shut up ye weak cunt an' stay ou' th' way," Larry shouted at his partner before turning his attention back to Maura ripping excitedly at the buttons on her breaches, his penis already hard and achingly ready.
"God I've been dreamin' o' this since ye escaped me, I'm goin' t' fuck ye till ye bleed."
Maura lashed out wildly with her legs, twisting and trying to hit him but it only earned her another punch to the face and she cried out in pain.
"Jane!" she bellowed in agonizing fear, "Jaaaannee!"
"If ye dasn't shut th' fuck up I will rip ou' yer voice box wi' me bare hands," Larry roared, his spittle flying all over Maura's face.
Maura was blind with despair as Larry ripped the buttons off her breaches, ruthlessly pulling them down until she was utterly exposed to his evil, leeching gaze.
"Lovely, jus' fuckin' lovely," he croaked with lust before freeing his pulsing member from his own breaches and Maura stared at it in disgusted horror.
And Maura began to chant Jane's name over and over in her mind, trying to hide from this hideous reality as Larry's erection inched ever closer to its destination.
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Once again, Jane was having a hard time concentrating working on her ship Orpheus even though it felt good to be alongside her crew again. However, frustratingly it was simply not enough to keep her content anymore, and she wondered idly as she sanded well below decks in the inner hull if she was ever truly content until Maura had come into her life. for there was a restlessness in her that she did not realize existed until Maura's gentle nature had begun to calm her and give her shelter from the seemingly never ending searching she had been doing unconsciously for years.
Jane's shoulders and arms ached from hours of vigorous sanding but she did not mind it, she merely welcomed it as it kept her somewhat focused on her work. Yet as the hours wore on it became, more and more stiflingly hot in the hull and Jane was covered liberally in sweat and wood shavings. She swiped at her forehead, which was slick with moisture and lent back on her haunches, grunting at the cramping in her legs.
I need t' be seein' Maura.
She wiped at her forehead again and stood to climb back up through the hull to the deck. Without speaking to anyone, she climbed overboard and scaled the ladder with ease only semi limping as she strode down the dock and up through the village having already told Vince she may be gone for a bit during the morning. He had only smiled knowingly and Jane had glared at him warningly before he held his hands up in surrender and left her be.
As Jane, sauntered back to her house eagerly awaiting being in Maura's company it was only because of her that she noticed all the variety of stunning flowers scattered around. In fact, Maura was beginning to show her things she had been blind to her whole life, and hoping it would please her Jane spent some time searching out the flowers that reminded her in some way or another of Maura. She did not know much about doing nice things for women and she was nervous that Maura would think her idea stupid, but regardless she took the large, luscious bunch of bright flowers to her house and missed seeing Maura's note left for her as the flowers blocked her view. Jane realized she did not have a vase to put them in and she scratched her head in frustration until she thought of a pot she had in the library that would be suitable and she strode in there and brought the pot out and sat it on the dining table before she called for Maura, wanting to surprise her.
However, she was met with silence and it was then she noticed the small piece of paper under the candelabra. Grabbing it she unfolded it and read with a small smile,
Darling I have gone to your waterhole to swim, come and join me if you find this note. Maura xo
Closing the note, she placed it beside the pot of flowers and finished fiddling with them until she was satisfied before hastily heading to her bedroom to collect a towel. But while she was there, an apprehensive feeling cramped through her stomach but she ignored it distractedly and went to the kitchen to fetch some fruit, wine and ale for the both of them. However, the uneasy, urgent feeling came back and persisted stronger in the pit of her stomach as she was in the bathroom washing the sweat and wood shavings from her face.
Then with a sickening jolt to her entire being Jane remembered what happened the last time she had this same feeling, Maura had been in danger and with pure unbridled fear she had never experienced before, she ran from the bathroom, out of her house, storming down the veranda stairs across the back yard. Savagely she ripped the large leaf out of her way and sprinted up the narrow path, snagging her arms and face on branches as she crashed through the overgrown foliage towards the waterhole. Jane knew deep in her heart Maura was frightened and suffering; it was as though she was calling to her somehow and she strained as hard as she could to reach her in time to save her from what she did not know but save her, she would, as there was no other option in her mind.
Heart thudding painfully from fear, sweating heavily Jane made it to the waterhole and she was about to tear Maura's name from her throat but her keen senses warned her to remain quiet. Instead she ripped the other leaf aside and at first Jane struggled to understand what she was seeing, her mind refused to comprehend what her dark eyes were showing it. There was a man kneeling on his knees deliberately leaning into someone else and their legs were spread out on each side of his. But when an agonizing sob wracked the person lying on the rock ledge Jane understood and it took a nanosecond for her heart to shatter and her fear to turn to feral animosity for the man before her.
Maura!
Without remembering getting to him, with a savage roar Jane tore the unaware pirate from between Maura's legs and hurled him aside with the strength of an ox. She stalked him with black hatred in her eyes, and without any hesitation or remorse yanked her dagger from her belt, and plunged it deeply into the stunned man's shriveling groin and he howled in torment. She pushed with all her strength and rage and the man bellowed and fainted as Jane twisted the knife relentlessly, eyes glinting murderously. Then with a few yanks to her wrist, she cut his penis and balls clean off. Dropping the knife, hands covered in blood she clawed her away across the rock for Maura but the other pirate came barreling from the forest where he had been taking a piss and crashed into her after he took in what Jane had done to his mate.
"Ye fuckin' bitch!" he roared as he slammed his fist into Jane's cheekbone snapping her head back roughly. He landed another to her jaw before she grabbed his neck and sunk her thumbs into his windpipe, squashing it as hard as she could and he gagged and reined punches to her shoulders and head. Jane was desperate to get to Maura and it spurred her on as she kneed the pirate in the stomach. Widening her grip, she made quick, gruesome work of snapping his neck and his bowls voided before he flopped lifelessly to the ground.
Jane roared again to vent the emotions surging through her body and crawled over to Maura who was huddled half naked.
"Maura," she rasped brokenly, fearing the worst.
Maura let out a whimpering sob startling Jane from her shock and gently she lifted Maura onto her lap, bundling her against her beating heart as best she could.
"Maura 'tis me Jane," she croaked, swallowing reflexively, "talk t' me lass, please."
Maura remained silently shocked and Jane softly lifted her head until her bloodied face was before her own. As soon as Maura saw Jane's strong face, her mind registered that Jane had rescued her and she broke down sobbing and gasping hysterically.
"Ja…Jane…Jane!"
"I'm here baby I'm here I ain`t never leavin' ye," she whispered ferociously.
Maura continued sobbing and Jane tucked her face back into her collarbone and just let her cry, her own tears stinging her eyes from the horror Maura had just endured.
Jane rocked her back and forth, murmuring words of assurance and comfort into her ears, against her forehead, into her hair, anywhere she could.
"You`re safe now me love ye`re safe."
She ran her rough hands reassuringly up and down Maura's spine, through her damp hair, down her arms, touching her and talking softly to her, anything to break the nightmare that had taken hold of her.
Eventually Maura's sobs quietened and she gasped and hiccuped spasmodically against Jane's sweaty skin. Her own arms that had were squashed up against Jane's stomach slowly wound their way around her waist holding on tight and Jane grunted from the strength of Maura's grasp but made no move to loosen her arms.
"Don't…don't…le…let…me go," she said through her hiccups and Jane only tightened her grip on Maura.
"Nerebaby never."
"Oh…Ja…Jane."
"Aye me love please dasn't fret I be havin' ye."
Jane's heart surged wildly with relief Maura was still alive and she did not try to brush away the tears that fell down her cheeks.
"We be goin' home now," she gruffed and without looking Jane reached down and carefully pulled Maura's torn breaches up around her hips, covering her nakedness. With a large hand under her knees and the other behind her shoulder blades, Jane picked Maura up and she wound her arms around Jane's thick neck, snuggling into her and breathing her in.
Jane carried her lovingly home.