Chapter 45: Curiosity

Flirting was not her forte, being a sassy and sarcastic little shit was definitely her thing, yet for some reason, she found it remarkably easy to flirt with him and even easier to pickpocket him. She wanted to laugh so hard at his face...it practically screamed Why is she still here?

She wasn't entirely certain why she tried to seduce him but she was more than a little shocked when she felt his raging hard on and even more surprised that he seemed willing to take her virginity. Was he being serious? Would he actually do that for her?

She had to know for sure, so she kissed him and his reaction was instant. He responded so passionately that it actually frightened her; especially when he broke the kiss to lay out his cloak. He was on top of her in seconds and between his lips and the constant grinding, she just said to hell with it and basically told him to be as rough as he wanted to be with her.

When he asked if this was a dream, she would admit to panicking because what if it was a dream? When he promised to make it a reality, his eyes changed colors and her entire body went berserk. Mirrored obsidian...Hook...he was in there. This man wasn't just Killian Jones, her Poseidon, her god of the sea...he was also James Hook, her beloved captain.

That realization changed everything for her because she wanted him, all of him, every part and she wanted him now. She practically tried to tear his clothes off and only ended up with her upper half exposed and holy shit! For a guy with one hand and a wicked tongue, he was damn good and he found an involuntary action that even she didn't know that she had.

The junction of her neck and shoulder, very near the typical place where the classic vampires would bite...it was a turn on point and the bastard used it too, but she got him back...more like on his back. She had always been curious about the sensitivity of a man's penis...especially when it was already engorged and insanely stiff.

It was quite the sight to behold and then she got her hands on it and the sounds coming from her captain were so incredibly empowering because she was doing that. She was making him feel pleasure which made her take the next step, only to get a surprise. She hadn't expected him to come so quickly so she hadn't been prepared, gagging and coughing a bit from trying to breathe in the foreign substance.

What was odd was that it tasted good. His sperm actually tasted very good...kind of like sea salt ice cream and a touch of cinnamon. The look on his face when she swallowed the rest...just wow...he couldn't take his eyes off her and she loved seeing those obsidian orbs. She allowed herself to indulge her curiosity, loving the expressions coming and going on his face.

And when she let that curiosity show, she swore that his member got harder and hotter. As a reward, she tried out a few things and the result was a lot of cum. He had peaked so hard that she had to swallow several times before she could even breathe and then that growl.

She stared at him, frozen...mainly due to the effect that growl had on her body. One simple sound had her so aroused that it took a few moments to realize that he had stripped her of her remaining clothing and those hot, black pools raked over her body and she became self conscious, trying to cover up and he ordered her not to, but she couldn't help it.

She knew her body wasn't all that great and she had quite a few scars. She looked away from him, hating herself when she started crying...even apologizing to him. Now it was her turn to not look...she could still feel his gaze and her body turned into a fucking battleground, insecurity and desire warring for control.

'Petrichor'

That word...it triggered something inside of her. She stopped trying to hide and even loosely hugged him but then her mind turned inwards and she was falling into the abyss. So many images were flashing by, she couldn't hold on to any of them, but she did know one thing...they were memories.

She didn't know how she knew that but as she fell deeper, she lost what little feeling she had left with her body. She started to panic because she couldn't stop falling and there was a sound...a terrible, terrible sound...she was screaming but it was a memory. She knew that her world was gone but she had always believed that she hadn't been the only one to survive.

She was sure of it and she felt a powerful surge of warmth along with countless other positive emotions. She wanted to stay there...it felt so wonderful and the scream came back but so much louder. A sharp crack of pain lanced through her mind and she started to become aware of her body again.

She heard Killian whispering apologies into her ear before another sharp pang ricocheted through her. She realized what he was doing...he was making her feel. The first pain was him ripping through her barrier and the subsequent pains were him slamming into her. Her body was reacting of its own accord, crying out in pain, but in her mind, the pain was pretty mild now.

It took a while of him ramming her and a shit ton of effort on her part just to get her body to obey her mind. She had never felt such a disconnect before and then he asked what happened to her. She didn't know but it had been bad...very bad...and for the first time since waking up in this universe, she felt truly alone.