THE AIR IN THE HOLD was rancid and putrid. It never really shows you to truth while watching movies. But even on a magical pirate ship people get seasick and the heat becomes oppressive.

The only tolerable location to be at is on the deck, where the wind caresses your overheated body and the air smells a bit like sunlight. The crew had stripped down to the least amount of clothing that they could get away with. At least, without me throwing them overboard.

I was used to the undress of my crew and had even accustomed myself to Lilly and the Lost boys. Tink was always dressed in next to nothing so no adjustment was necessary there.

Peter, on the other hand, was a constant distraction. My eyes would catch the muscles rippling in this back. His pants which were looser from the physical exertion, hung so low on his hips that I could see the dimples above his ass.

I wanted to lick them. Feel them with my fingertips as he thrust his gigantic cock inside of me. More than once someone had to clear their throat to gain my attention. It was humiliating.

To make matters worse, he had left my cabin the morning after our tryst. Peter tried to ignore me and was successful a good deal of the time. However, when I decided what was good for the goose was good for the gander. I ripped off my corset for a black lacy bra that was three times too small.

I had been out of my cabin for approximately twelve seconds when I found myself thrown over a strong male’s shoulder and hauled back in.

“Are you insane?” Peter raged as he tossed me onto the bed.

I quirked a brow, “What are you talking about?”

“Your damn nipple is hanging out for hells-sake Ebony!”

I looked down and indeed my right breast seemed to be crawling out of the tight bra.

“What is a little nip-slip between friends?” I ventured.

He pounced on me. His hard-sweaty body covered mine as his teeth grazed my nipple.

Holy Fuck!

“Your body is mine!” Peter growled, “You are not showing it to all of the dumb shits on board. Damn it, Eb, are you trying to get hurt?”

I drew back, “No one would harm me! I am the Captain!”

He pressed into me, “Fine, if you are so damn sure, fight me off.”

I scowled, trying to ignore the heat of his breath skimming my ear.

“I am not fighting you.”

“Okay,” his body relaxed, and I felt his weight cutting off my oxygen.

“Shit, Peter, I can’t breathe! Get off!” I shoved against his rock-hard chest.

“I’m tired,” he feigned a yawn, “I think I will take a nap.”

“You shithead, I can’t fucking breathe!”

Peter turned his head, “Then fight.”

I squirmed underneath him, pushing him with all my strength. Peter didn’t move an inch. Well, his frame didn’t. But I felt his cock grow exponentially.

He raised himself to his elbows, “Oh, Ebony! I didn’t realize you were down there.”

“Hardy-har-har,” I gripped. “What are you trying to prove?”

His smile tugged at my gut, “I think my point has been made.”

“You think you want to get laid?” I quipped, “Peter, this is so forward of you!”

His eyes darkened to an emerald green, “You are pushing it, Little One.”

I reached down between us and grabbed his cock, “I like the push and pull.”

Perhaps I was playing with fire, maybe I was bored, or quite possibly I was finally giving into the chemistry that had been brewing around us the last few days.

“You and I,” he shook his head, “There can’t be an us.”

I tried not to flinch at his words. I wasn’t stupid. I knew the complications as well as he did.

“Why did you say that I was yours then?” I bit off.

He clenched his jaw.

“I don’t belong to you or anyone else. This here, it’s just a bit of fun. When all is said and done I am not expecting a ring. Shit, Peter, I’m a pirate. If I want to fuck half the crew, you can’t do anything about it.”

His face turned to pure rage, “You will not fuck anyone else!”

“It’s my body,” I was hurt and spouting off anything I could to make him feel the same way. “You aren’t the only cock on board. If you don’t want me?”

“Don’t want you?” he bit off incredulously. “You are insane!”

His lips ravaged mine, there was nothing gentle about this kiss. It was all tongues and gnashing of teeth as he plundered my depths. It wasn’t lost on me the immediate response of my body. My heart thundered in its cage and I felt the tight coil of need awaken in my belly.

He bit my lip and I bit him back, it was tit for tat and I wasn’t about to lose this one.

Hiking my leg around his hips, I thrust myself against his heat.

He flipped us positions so that I was straddled on top of him. His hands snapped the offending bra in half and he tossed it away from the bed.

Then he brought his lips up to my peak and sucked. I cried out his name pushing more of my breast into his mouth. He loosened his grip on my hips and I had my chance.

Jerking my lips away, I flew off the berth.

“Looks like I got away from you,” I taunted as my chest heaved up and down.

I was struggling to draw air into my lungs. Or maybe I was just so aroused that I needed a moment to collect myself.

Peter hadn’t the same needs because I found myself slammed against the wall of my cabin.

My legs automatically wrapped about his waist and I clung to his naked shoulders.

“What are you doing?” I squeaked.

“You can’t get away from me, Ebony,” Peter nipped at my neck. “You can run all you want, but I will always be right behind you.”

I was going to tell him something snappy, about that sounding stalkerish. But he claimed my lips again and my mind turned to mush.

I clung to him, savoring the smell of his hard body next to mine. It should have been awful, we were all sweaty messes. But he smelled of the ocean and raw masculinity.

I ground my hips against his dick, willing him to take the next move, but he seemed content to just kiss me.

There was a pounding on the door, before Tiger Lilly barged in.

“Ebony, we have trouble...”

She broke off her sentence as a knowing smile crossed her face.

“You don’t like him, huh?”

I could have killed her in cold blood.

“Not even a little bit,” I said as haughtily as I could. It was difficult to remain as cold as I wanted, smashed between Peter and the wall.

“And you don’t care if I get that kiss?” she teased.

“You fucking touch one inch of Peter and I will tell Alex what you say in your sleep.”

Lilly’s face flooded with color, “That is low, Ebony.”

Peter’s lips twitched, “You came in here for?”

She straightened, “Pirate ship off the port bow.”

“In space?” I blurted out.

“Fuck,” and he dropped me on the floor.