"Julianne will stay with me, Rye." Nelson nodded, not sure whether to be pleased that she would be safe from the sailors or nervous that she would be alone with Wade.
"That'll be all," the captain told his men, and the group quietly dispersed to prepare for their early morning departure. As the crowd scattered, Nelson remained behind, and Wade motioned for him. "Meet me in my cabin," he said with a low growl.
Nelson obeyed.
**
When Wade arrived at his room a few minutes later, Julianne was sitting quietly on the bed and Nelson was pacing nervously in the center of the room. He wondered if the boy was afraid he'd be killed for keeping a stowaway on board or if he was relieved that Wade had decided to spare his sister's life.
The captain entered the room with broad, quick strides and marched right over to Nelson. He raised his hand and slapped him in the face, the way he would silence an unruly servant or an insolent woman. Nelson did not react, not even to cry out or to rub his cheek. He knew he was getting off easy.
"Never again," he told Nelson, "will ye lie to me on my ship. The next time, I won't be so forgiving."
Nelson nodded.
"Tell no one Julianne is your sister," Wade continued. "For her own safety, no one can know. She will stay with me as we continue to seek Mad Drake's gold until she chooses, of her own accord, that she no longer wishes to experience a life of piracy." Though Wade had no intention of keeping Julianne as a prisoner, a small part of him hoped she would stay with him, at least for awhile. There was something about her so enticing, so pure, that he worried he would quickly become addicted to her.
"Aye-aye," Nelson said. Wade jerked his head toward the door, letting Nelson know that he was excused, but the boy paused at the door and turned back.
"Captain?"
Wade turned and raised an eyebrow.
"Thank you for saving my sister."
12
Julianne and Wade were alone once more in his cabin. The sun was shining brightly, shooting beams of light into the room. It was much brighter than her tiny room in the hold had been and Julianne liked it very much.
"Thank you for the clothes," Julianne said, nodding at her pants and shirt. She looked like a boy, she knew, but she was comfortable and clean and content, and those were all things she had not felt in a long time.
Wade walked over to her and grabbed her waist, pulling her close.
"Don't think it means anything," he told her with a low growl. "This is a business arrangement. I can't have my men thinking I've gone soft." She nodded. Wade had explained it all to her before. She could stay on the ship as long as she pleased, but it would be her duty to keep him satisfied in every way. If she wanted to refuse a request, she was free to do so, but it would mean her immediate departure from The Dark Lovely.
Though she knew that she should be grateful to be alive and happy that Wade hadn't killed her, Julianne mostly felt aroused by his strength. It had been a long time since she'd been with a man, yes, but she'd never been with anyone like Wade. He kissed her hard and nipped at her neck, making her moan softly.
She gripped Wade's hair and pulled him closer to her body. Her entire being ached with need as he kissed her over and over. His hands wandered to her breasts and he squeezed them softly before sliding his hands beneath her shirt. She wasn't wearing a corset: her breasts were loose beneath her top. His fingers played with her nipples, softly pinching each bud until they were hard beneath his touch.
Julianne reached for his cock, feeling his hard bulge. She wanted him inside of her. She wanted to feel every bit of him claiming her body over and over until neither one of them could stand it anymore. She touched him until he was ready to take her, until he stripped off her shirt and pants and tossed them aside.
"Please," she said to him. She wasn't sure what she was asking, exactly. She just knew she wanted more of him. She needed more of him.
Wade kissed her harder, picked her up, and carried her to his bed. He placed her on the blankets and took off his own clothes. She bit her lip when she saw his cock spring free from his pants. Wade noticed and smiled.
"You ready for me, love?" He asked.
Julianne nodded.
Wade made his way over to Julianne and pushed her back onto the bed, climbed over her, and kissed her once more before thrusting inside of her. She moaned deeply at the sensation, loving the way he filled her so completely. She ran her hands down his back before touching his face, kissing him again as he pulsed deep inside.
He whispered her name as he climaxed, then rolled next to her. Pulling her close to his side, he continued kissing and stroking her body until she, too, experienced sweet release.
"I want you to be happy, pet," he whispered to her, and Julianne nodded. She knew. She could tell. She snuggled closer to him, resting her head on his chest, and smiled with satisfaction.
Today was a new day, full of adventure and excitement.
Today, she was going to sail with pirates on the high seas.