AN: The response I received on the last chapter confused me greatly. It's not a bad thing I just wasn't expecting the general response to be "intense". I just didn't get an intense vibe when I was writing it so it was very surprising to read that consensus. I hope the follow up is just as good. Thanks a heap for reading! WARNING: NON-CON ELEMENTS IN THIS CHAPTER!

Chapter Two

Killian bent forward, scooping the former mermaid into his arms, one hand nestled across her back, the other placed firmly underneath her knees as he pealed her lifeless body from the deck of the ship.

Her breathing was weak and shallow but at least she was breathing,

He thought as he walked through the hoard of gaping sailors, one even bold enough to ask, "what are we going to do with her?"

Killian turned to face the jolly faced crewman, his lips curling into a devious smirk as he shifted the unconscious mermaid in his arms, "it seems your stray may be more beneficial than we thought." He replied with a cheeky grin as his men let out a chorus of throaty chuckles.

"I always wanted a dog." One man said causing another roar of laughter to ring out amongst the group.

Killian gave a deep laugh, shaking his head as he walked towards his quarters, disappearing from view when he descended down the stairs, the sounds of his men cheering him on and bidding him luck fading in the distance.

Gently, he placed her disheveled nude form on the bed, her head lolling involuntarily as her body adjusted itself to the single bed. He traced his lips with his thumb, taking in the vision that was the blonde mermaid turned human lying peacefully in his bed, her gorgeous body making a rather enticing display for his eyes.

Maneuvering himself over her, he carefully swept back the thick curtain of blonde hair shielding her face from his view.

"My, my, you are a pretty thing, aren't you?" He mused using the backs of his fingers to feel the warmth of her soft creamy skin. "My men do enjoy a new play thing. They have been without for ages." He taunted dangerously, his open threats meaningless in her lifeless state.

"Oh, what secrets you hold little mermaid." He marveled, his fingers trailing from her cheek to touch her delectable full lips. "You are a curious thing. A mermaid who isn't a mermaid at all but a mere woman." He pondered the impossibility of it all, his mind turning at the thought.

He touched her body with soft caresses, his body singing with desire as the palm of his hand found her gorgeous milky white mounds, her pert nipples a rosy pink color that just begged for his touch. His fingertips grazed over one velvet tip, testing her reaction, a satisfied smirk forming on his lips when he watched it harden under his ministrations.

"Glorious." He murmured softly in awe as his fingers found its twin and repeated the motions, the bud pulling taut underneath his probing fingers. "Let's just see if all of you is human love." He insinuated, his hand seeking out the damp heat nestled between her thighs.

His hand swept over the delicate nest of curls that rested above her sex, "interesting." He inspected. His hand traveled lower, using the tops of his fingers to stroke her swollen lips that were coated in moisture from his exploration of her lithe little body.

He groaned lowly, the searing heat welcoming the touch of his nimble fingers as his cock throbbed painfully in his trousers. "So bloody warm love, you burn me." He rasped quietly, the heady yearning that pulsed through him damn near unbearable as he gently parted her folds and sunk a single digit inside her molten core.

His mouth made a series of unintelligible noises as he stretched her, her body wrapping around him instinctually as he rubbed against her inner walls. "What the devil are you siren?" He questioned himself, his voice rough with his own need.

All at once her body went rigid, her green eyes shooting open to an unfamiliar location, a foreign feeling between her-

She gasped shrilly as she kicked her heels violently against the mess of sheets beneath her only to have a hand clamp over her mouth, a voice shushing her as she continued to fight against his less then wanted attentions.

Killian withdrew his finger before bringing the extremity to his nose and inhaled deeply, his nostrils flaring as her heavenly scent washed over him, his eyes darkening with desire.

She continued to struggle against him, both her hands attempting to pry his wrist from her mouth to little avail as her screams reverberated against his sweaty palm.

"Shall we see if you taste as good as you smell dear one?" He taunted, his precarious smile causing the worry lines in her face to crease, her eyes widening with fear as she thrashed wildly against his bed.

His lips closed around the digit, sucking earnestly as to not miss out on a single drop of the sweet nectar that invaded his senses and exploded on his tongue, his eyes closing as he reveled in her exquisite taste. He retracted his finger with a satisfying wet plop, his eyes meeting that of the blonde beneath him, her confused emerald eyes shining with unshed tears piercing through the veil of his cold ocean blue ones.

There was something vaguely familiar about these eyes.

His eyes narrowed as he studied her carefully, her green hue lacking the same luster as that in his dream but there was no mistaking it- they were the same.

At the moment she reminded him of a wounded animal- hunted down by a dangerous predator and waiting to be finished off.

His hand slid slowly from her mouth, his gaze intense in warning as he lifted a quieting finger to his mouth as he freed her from his grasp allowing her to speak.

She breathed loudly, gasping and sputtering for breath as her chest rose and fell with a heavy staccato rhythm that seemed to mirror his own.

"What…" She spoke hoarsely, "what have you done to me?" She panted.

Killian backed away from her heaving form, his eyes never leaving hers as he distanced himself slightly from the once dangerous creature.

"Nothing." He swallowed thickly. "I've done nothing."