Chapter 3

The next few days pretty much went the same way, I started my day with breakfast with Hook, and Zachary and I spent all of his free time together. I

spent most of my time wandering the decks and staring out on the open sea. I had been with the pirates for a week the morning I woke up early.

Neither the pirates nor the sun had risen yet, but I had a bad feeling that something was going to go wrong today. I laid there thinking of possibilities

and drawing shapes on Zachary's chest with my fingers until he woke up.

"Hello there, sleepyhead," I whispered, kissing his nose.

"Hey, what're you doing up so early?" he asked with a yawn.

"I'm not sure, I think I might have had a nightmare or something, but I can't remember," I didn't know why I was worried and I certainly didn't want to

worry him for no reason.

Once it was actually time to get up, I got dressed and walked across the deck to the captain's quarters as usual.

I knocked on Hook's door, "Come in," his voice came through the thick wood.

I entered and as usual the handsome captain was seated at the head of the long table, but today there was no feast, only a large platter of strawberries.

"Good morning, Captain," I curtseyed for him.

"Good morning, Wendy," he replied and flashed a white smile at me.

I took my usual seat and, staring at the strawberries, I asked, "Not hungry today Captain?"

"I thought a light breakfast would be nice," he paused, smiled, and continued, "Wendy, did you know that strawberries are an aphrodisiac?"

"No I did not," I tried to hide my bewilderment, what was he trying to do?

He looked directly into my eyes, his steely grey eyes piercing mine, "Yes, they're part of a selective group of foods that are intended to induce

arousal."

I was puzzled and began to eat the strawberries to avoid having to come up with a response, it didn't matter what he thought they would do, I just

wanted to remain silent. He watched me intently, a mischievous look spreading across his face.

When I finally stopped eating, he quietly said, "Wendy, stand up and come to me." Reluctantly, I pushed my chair back and stood up. As I started

walking, I started to notice all of the attractive aspects of Hook. His mesmerizing eyes, the faint remains of facial hair that he shaved daily, the tousled

coal black waves of his hair (only cropped so much as the curls in front occasionally fell across his forehead), his muscular build, I could have gone

on and on. When I reached him, he took my hands and gently pulled me closer, until we were just a few inches apart. With me standing and him

sitting, his head came to just under my breasts. His eyes stayed on mine, but his hands roamed, pushing my long hair behind my shoulders and coming

down my shoulders until they reached the visible top halves of my breasts.

"Wendy, you really have grown up into such a gorgeous young woman. You have a perfect face: captivating eyes and luscious lips; your hair is beautiful and your figure is

tantalizing."

His hands traced my breasts lazily and one moved under my skirt to rub me through my panties.

Suddenly filled with lust, I moaned and said, "Captain, I think you were right about those strawberries."

He chuckled and began to pull my breasts out of my dress and corset. My eyelids slid closed as he leaned in and sucked a nipple into his mouth.

"Oh captain-wait stop!" I pushed his head away from me and stepped backwards.

"What's the matter Wendy?" he seemed oddly amused by my reaction.

"You know perfectly well what's wrong," I accused, "I chose Zachary over you and then I almost let you seduce me!"

I shoved my breasts back into my dress and backed farther away from him.

He sat smiling for a second and then began to clap, "Very good! You passed!"

"Passed?" now I was completely confused, this man was no doubt the personification of a tornado.

"Yes, well you see, Zachary is like a little brother to me, I had to make sure you weren't going to be an issue I'd have to resolve," he said sincerely.

"Oh, well then I suppose I should say thank you, for protecting him I mean," I stammered.

"My pleasure! You may take your leave now."

His dismissals were always sudden, it was almost as if he had carefully planned every meeting and once his plan had been followed through he sent me off.

"You know Captain, it's quite endearing how much you care for your crew," I said to him, I thought he should know how he appeared to the non-crew member.

"Thank you, your Peter could never see that. We both created families for our boys, but he taught his differently than I taught mine and thinks his way is the only way. It's nice,

how perceptive you are Wendy."

With a smile and a curtsey I left feeling a little dazed and more than a little horny. Walking across the deck I quickly forgot about Hook's little test and began to plan. I figured

that when the lunch bell rang in an hour I could grab Zachary for a quick romp, I nearly sprinted the rest of the way to our room. I quickly removed my petticoat and panties and

rushed out the door just as the bell rang. I saw Zachary walking towards the galley and ran to him.

I whispered in his ear before he had the chance to greet me, "I need your hard cock in me now!"

His face immediately brightened and he followed me to a small hallway beneath the deck where I knew there was a possibility we could get caught.

"Here?" he asked nervously, obviously aware of the possibility as well. My only response was yanking his breeches down and beginning to bring his cock to life.

"Okay okay I'm ready darling, are you?" he panted.

"Yes, yes just put it in me!" I was growing impatient.

He pushed me face-first towards the wall to fuck me from behind. He pushed in slowly, but I wasn't going to wait, I shoved myself back onto his member and he soon caught on.

He began to pound hard and fast into me, his hands held me by my breasts and pinched my nipples every time I moaned. The hallway was filled with the sound of our activities,

and I got more turned on as I imagined someone finding us. We didn't even attempt to keep our voices down as we climaxed together.

He slid out of me slowly and I turned around and kissed him hard, "Thank you," I said, "I really needed that."

His only response was a chuckle.

The next morning, a knock on the door woke me. I turned and seeing that Zachary was already gone, I stood up to see who it was.

Ronnie, a pirate who was originally from the US, stood there looking quite frazzled, "Miss, the captain told me to beg your forgiveness as he will not be able to have breakfast

with you this morning. He and a few others are out-on an excursion."

"Thank you Ronnie," I said slowly. An excursion? What kind of excursion? And why did Zachary have to go with him? I walked to the open bureau that contained another new

dress, lilac colored this time. Hook had only one rule for me, I wasn't allowed to wear the same dress twice. I wasn't exactly sure where he kept getting them or why he had made

this rule in the first place though. I slipped it on before exiting the room to go to the upper deck.

Ronnie had said that a few men had gone, but I only saw five on deck which meant 25, including Hook, had gone, nearly the entire crew. The salty breeze blew my hair gently as

I stared out on the open sea. Maybe Peter was home and they were going to fight him, or maybe they were going to kidnap Tiger Lily again. She was a dear friend and the same

age as me, it might be nice to have company, but Lily shouldn't be taken away from her family again as she had when I had first arrived in Neverland. I decided to stop assuming

things about it and went to find Ronnie and get some answers.

I spotted him on the lower deck and practically ran up to him, "Ronnie, where has everyone gone? What kind of excursion were they going on?" I asked him.

He hesitated and then spoke, "Miss, I'm sorry, but I was ordered not to give you details. They'll be back soon though, don't you worry." Ronnie was too sweet to be badgered,

but my curiosity needed to be satisfied.

I took a step closer to him and batted my eyes a few times, "Please won't you tell me?" His breath hitched visibly before he responded, "I really mustn't."

I rolled my shoulders back, forcing my chest to stick out, and let my mouth form a pout, "I think you could, Ronnie dear, for me." His eyes lowered to my chest where they

stayed for a moment before he looked away from me altogether. Frustrated, I took another step closer to him, so that my body lightly pressed against his and leaned my head

forward to his ear.

Brushing my lips against his jaw I whispered, "Please Ronnie? For me?"

He shuddered and backed away quickly before saying three words that caused my own breath to hitch, "Peter's back, Miss."