Killian wanted to smash Sir Dashwood in the face with his fist. They still needed to get to the phoenix feather in Sir Dashwood's possession but he would rather murder Dashwood if he so much as violated Emma in any way. He was already bristling when Dashwood touched her hand.
Killian grabbed Emma's arm and stood up.
"We're going, Emma," Killian announced.
"I'm not letting you anywhere near my lady." He directed at Dashwood.
Emma looked alarmed as she got to her feet and stared at Killian. She thought they were going to lose their chance.
"Captain," Dashwood said chidingly. "I was only joking."
Dashwood stood up to clap Killian on the shoulders and laughed, "I've been told I go too far with my sense of humor. My character delves into the extremes, but I apologize if I angered you and disrespected your lady."
Killian looked wary at Dashwood who still continued to smile and talk.
"I would like to invite you to my manse for dinner tomorrow night to discuss business. You may bring your lady with you but it is understandable if you don't. I have a ship full of cargo that needs a secure escort back and forth from Lichfield," Dashwood offered.
Killian considered breaking into Dashwood's manse and taking Dashwood by force to lead them to the phoenix feather but apparently Dashwood was giving him another chance to obtain access to the phoenix feather by subterfuge. He would see where this meeting would go.
"Fine, I'll be there," Killian grudgingly said to Dashwood.
"8:00 o'clock," Dashwood told him. "Please, stay and enjoy the amusements."
Dashwood snapped his fingers to his attendant who produced a card from his pocket with an address to Dashwood's residence. Killian already knew where that was but he took the card anyway.
"It's time for us to retire anyway," Killian stated. He bowed his head to take his leave,"Sir Dashwood, I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Captain Jones," Dashwood smiled and took one last leer at Emma. "Miss Swan."
He took her hand and kissed it while leaving a moist trail of saliva. Emma felt Killian by her side tighten as Dashwood kissed her hand. She bowed her head in departure. When Killian turned her away to head toward the exit, she couldn't help but notice half the room in the state of full nudity with their masks still on.
Each way she turned she saw people in the most compromising positions. There were naked bodies thrusting against each other in carnal lust. Some had their heads in others laps. One female was playfully getting her bare backside spanked by a fully clothed male. Even the bare breasted servers were included in the festivities. A guest dribbled champagne onto a server's breast so he could lick it off. Emma was surprised when a female twisted her body around another female while kissing. Then she saw two men thrusting their cocks in each other's hand. One woman with her dress still on had a quirt that was punishing a naked man's butt and every once in a while struck his balls while he moaned. There were groups of people groping each other sometimes reaching under someone's dress or breeches to fondle their nether regions. Moans and cries of delight filled the air as well as increasingly stronger smell of sex and hormones.
As she was tugged along, she looked at Killian to see if he was affected by the sight, sounds and smells but he seemed oblivious to what was going around. Other than a determined look to get them out of there, she tried reading his expression to see if he was angry with her or not for her outburst. She panicked when she felt her chance to get to the phoenix feather start to slip away. She studied his handsome profile which still managed to take her breath away. She glanced away to see a woman with her mouth on a man's cock while she pressed her pussy into his face. This made her picture her and Killian doing the same thing and a wave of lust swept over her again. She continued to look around to get several ideas of what she would like to do to Killian.
They left the cave and walked through the tunnels until they got to the entrance where Killian retrieved Emma's cape. As he settled her cape on her shoulders, they found their carriage nearby the front of the cave and climbed in.
"Killian, I didn't mean to interrupt but I just panicked and I…" Emma fumbled for an excuse as she took off her mask. She should have trusted his skills in getting his way with Dashwood.
"Emma," Killian interjected. "Don't you trust me to get to our objective?"
"Of course, I do," Emma felt bad now.
"I want to help you defeat Regina once and for all, to get your family back together and safe."
"I know you do and I'm so grateful for helping me but I'm not used to just sitting back and letting a man handle things."
Killian had a look of understanding cross his eyes. He tossed his mask on the seat across him.
"Someone like Sir Dashwood doesn't have respect for women unless they are servicing him. In fact, he doesn't have respect for anyone unless they can do something for him and I was definitely not going to let you do anything for him alone."
"I know and I'm sorry, Killian," Emma said but then had an idea form in her head. With a coy smile and a cock of her head she murmured, "If only there was some way I could make it up to you."
She let her hand smooth over his thigh letting him know the direction of her thoughts.
Killian had a spark of mischief light up his eyes. He sidled closer to her while eyeing her form and flicking open her cape.
"Surely you can think up ways you can make it up to me, love?" Killian asked as he drew his arm around her and drew circles on her shoulder with his finger.
Emma realized he didn't hold anything against her and started to get the idea where he was headed.
"I've been thinking up ways the whole night," she said as she changed her position to straddle his hips. She heard him take a quick intake of breath and a wicked smile came over his face as he licked his lips while perusing her breasts pushed up by her dress.
His thumb flicked her nipple until he saw it stiffen underneath the fabric. Emma's breathing picked up as he flicked the other nipple with his thumb.
"You were so naughty tonight, love," Killian's voice got deeper as he slowly lowered the top of her dress.
She watched her dress go lower and lower, her breasts on the verge of popping out. She looked at Killian to see his eyes set on her luscious swells, flicking his tongue out to lick his lips. A lightning bolt of excitement coursed through her body down to her clit.
"So naughty," she whimpered.
His fingers found their way down to her love petals and she thrust her groin further into his hand forcing him to put pressure on the spot she needed to be touched the most.
"You're a naughty girl, Emma," Killian whispered.
"And naughty girls need to be punished," Emma answered. They both froze in shock at her boldness. Killian looked deep in her eyes to see her pupils blown wide. He bit his lip in anticipation at the night to come.
"Yes, naughty girls need to be taught a lesson," Killian voice got even deeper. Finally her nipples popped free of their confines and he continued to tug her dress down until both breasts were completely bare to his gaze.
He leaned forward to nuzzle his nose between her mounds breathing in the scent of her. He wanted to take this slow.
Emma was slowly driven mad by the skimming of his lips around her nipples. It was too much, yet not enough. She grasped his head and leaned forward to get more contact but he resisted and pulled back with a wicked grin.
"Naughty," Killian said with a chiding, sensual voice. He lifted her dress in the back and held it with one hand. The other hand gave Emma an open hand spank and gripped her buttock.
Emma yelped even though the spank didn't hurt, but it did surprise her in the most pleasant way.
"Did you like that, love?" Killian asked. It was time for them to play after being in a cave with other people indulging in sensual activities, but if Emma didn't enjoy it, he would find some other play more suitable for her comfort.
"Hhhmm, yes."
"Good," Killian then maneuvered Emma until she was lying across his lap with her ass up and exposed.
Emma could feel the hard-on in his pants press against her belly. Even though she was fairly comfortable in the prone position, she trembled slightly in excitement at what was in store for her. She was only too aware of the sight that she presented to him, her sex and anus open to his gaze. Arousal tingled between Emma's legs.
She felt his right hand begin to rub against her ass cheeks while his other hand caressed her breasts. His hand rubbed over both buttocks and then began to delve between the two. Emma spread her legs to give Killian access, but she didn't really know what he was going to do. His fingers soon made contact with her wet slit and began to rub against it. Emma's juices were released in her vagina at the feel of his fingers there and she was panting.
Whack! Whack!
Emma felt and heard the loud slap on her ass. She cried out at the feeling of pain followed by intense pleasure.
When Killian resumed running his fingers outside of the lips of her vagina, she found that the sexual arousal that she had experienced before the spanking was not diminished by the ass slaps. She felt his fingers searching for her hole. It was found soon enough and his finger slid in effortlessly into her pussy, sending an erotic spasm through her body. Emma felt a second finger slide into her pussy. Her body betrayed her as her pussy soaked his fingers and his penetration began to be audible from her wetness. He took out his fingers and then placed them at the entrance of her backside, smearing moisture and teasing her hole.
Emma gasped when Killian's finger began to press against her sphincter. Despite her fear, she felt a strange thrill run up her spine as the contemplated being taken her in her most forbidden place. She had seen people being taken up the behind at Sir Dashwood's party and it fascinated her because of its tightness and the forbidden nature of the act. Now, Emma was faced with the dark act herself and her heart pounded with a mixture of fear, revulsion and excitement. It was at this moment that the carriage stopped. Killian gave her two more spanks, covered her buttocks with her dress and righted her in her seat in the carriage. He gave the peaks of her breasts two small kisses before he pulled up her dress to cover her. He helped her straighten her cloak to cover her up while she sat there still stunned, aroused and mildly disappointed that it was over too quickly.
The carriage door opened and Emma was flushed while Killian moved to help her out of the carriage and used her body to hide his erection. He was just as affected as Emma. He couldn't wait to get her alone. He quickly paid the driver and whisked Emma up the steps to their room at the inn.
As soon as they got into their room, Killian's mouth slanted across Emma's and he practically devoured her. When they separated they were breathless. Then Killian heard Emma say something that made him almost burst out of his pants.
"Killian, I want to take you into my mouth like the girl in the performance," Emma practically purred that request out.
"I'm at your mercy, love," Killian said as he tore the laces from his breeches to pull them down his hips making his cock spring free.
Emma backed him up against the bed to sit on the mattress then stood back to untie the laces on her dress and let the dress slither off her body. She stood in front of him in all her naked glory with only her dress slippers on.
She placed a pillow on the floor where she went to her knees in front of him in between his open legs.
His hips arched off the bed when she leaned over and blew her warm breath over his bare groin. The sweet torture was almost more than he could stand. She glided her soft lips over his overheated flesh in slight nibbles that built to lazy flicks of her tongue.
He groaned at the first feel of her open mouth lightly suckling at the head of his cock. It was far too much and not nearly enough at the same time. Almost of its own volition his hand pushed her head down onto his cock.
Emma immediately took his hands away and lifted her head. "Keep your hands back."
He narrowed his eyes and moaned, "Oh this is sheer torture."
"Don't make me spank you," she said silkily.
His eyes widened in surprise, and he snorted with laughter that shook the whole bed frame. "I wouldn't mind that."
Her expression was rather annoyed so he brought his hands up to surrender then placed it behind him and leaned back.
Her lovely pink mouth enveloped his cock once more and none of it mattered. She hummed her pleasure over him, taking him deeper, and his eyes rolled back as he struggled to not erupt too soon. Her hand wrapped around his base, aiding her ministrations, and he gritted his teeth, sure his grip on the wooden bedframe would cause it to splinter at any moment. Emma thought the taste was...unusual. Not bad, but salty and tart.
Emma took more of the Killian's thickness into her mouth, swirling with her tongue as she remembered seeing others do it. She began to move her lips up and down, continuing to stroke the base of his cock with her hand.
Killian threw his head back with what looked like an expression of pain but was really just extreme pleasure. It felt so damned good, her wet, hot mouth.
Her sex pulsed in response, and she realized with some shock that this position made her feel so powerful. Even though she was on her knees in front of him with his cock in her mouth, she felt so in control of him, so dominant. Those thoughts made her core wetter, and she was conscious of an empty ache between her legs that needed to be filled.
No sooner did she have these thoughts did Killian pull out of her mouth with a plop and said, "I need to be inside you. Now!"
Emma giggled and got up quickly to help Killian take his boots off. It was a blur of clothes and buttons popping off until Killian got completely naked. Once he was bare as a newborn, he drew Emma into his arms and his mouth covered hers. She relished his desire for her, feeling his rock hardness against her belly.
His hands roamed hot and familiar over her body as he plundered her mouth. Killian clutched the cheeks of her arse, dragging her tight up against him.
She rubbed against him, wild and unashamed; her inhibitions completely lost in the midst of her hunger for this man who endeavored to drive her crazy with want at every turn.
Killian seemed as overtaken as she felt herself. He released her mouth to lick and bite his way down her chest, cupping her breasts together and feasting at her nipples with tugs of his lips and teeth, drawing the tips into his mouth for a rough suckling.
"Yes, yes," Emma chanted, tunneling her hands into his thick hair, pressing him closer to her breasts. She couldn't take it anymore. She needed him inside her. She let him go to sleekly climb up on the bed on her knees with her ass facing him.
"Take me from behind," Emma directly requested.
"My pleasure, love," Killian had no problems being ordered around be her. "And soon it will be your pleasure as well."
Grabbing handfuls of her delectable derriere, he straddled her thighs impatiently, his body thrumming with the need to get his cock inside her. He heard her sharp intake of breath when he spread the cheeks of her bottom apart, seeing the rosy bud of her fundament and the glistening folds of her quim.
He grasped her hips, canting her up slightly to get the angle he needed. She shuddered beneath him as his cock breeched her sex from behind.
Leaning over her prone torso, he pumped hard and fast against her buttocks. "Give me your hands," he rasped.
Emma shifted, sliding her hands from near her head, down toward her stomach.
Killian took her wrists and pulled her slim arms behind her back. Holding her thus, he unleashed the full power of his desire upon her, hammering his cock inside.
She was so beautiful, so perfect, her curves and softness; the want of her flowed over him like an unquenchable desire.
Her keening moans filtered through his haze of lust and he realized she was pushing her hips back against him in an effort to meet his thrusts. Her eyes were closed, but a light flush and sheen of sweat covered her satiny skin.
He released her hands and slid his hand between the cheeks of her bottom, dipping his thumb into her wetness where she was stretched to accommodate his girth. She stilled when his thumb gently rubbed over the entrance to her bottom.
"Killian!" she gasped when he pressed down slightly. His hips still pistoning into her.
"Shhh," he soothed, continuing to play with her tight opening. "Do you trust me, Emma?"
"I—well—yes," she answered, her voice almost a sob.
"That's my good girl," he said, using more of her creamy juice to lubricate before slowly penetrating her with his forefinger.
"Oh," she whimpered. "That feels...so strange. I don't know if...oh!"
Her whimpering increased as he began to pump her harder.
She came with a high-pitched squeal, her little arse-hole quivering and flexing against him while he rammed inside her forcefully, groaning at the rhythmic ripples of her muscles tightening around him when she found her climax.
Heart thundering, he grasped her waist and pounded into her furiously until he found his own powerful release, grunting as his cock jerked and erupted deep within her.
Killian panted raggedly, his hips still spasming over her bottom. "Damn," he mumbled and collapsed boneless beside Emma's unmoving form.
As soon as his breathing came down to normal and the sweat cooled his body, he got up to clean Emma up who seemed to be knocked out by their activities. He put her under the covers and slid next to her putting his arms around her feeling the shape of her luscious rump against his front hips. His thoughts tumbled madly through his brain. He struggled with the want to tell her a thousand things - how beautiful she was sleeping, how much he desired her, and how working together with her had given some spark back into his dull, lifeless existence. Most of all he wanted to tell her he couldn't live without her. It would be like trying to breathe without oxygen. He knew how the world works. Pirates couldn't be with princesses. He also knew that it was her decision as much as his. If she wanted him to stay with her, he most definitely would. They would need to have this discussion soon and he dreaded it as much as he needed to have it. He fell asleep after listening to her even breathing.