A Most Unusual Interest
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A Most Unusual Interest Chapter Fourteen (NC-17)
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Myrtle was
nervous. She chided herself for the
butterflies in her stomach even as she sat crossed legged on Jack’s bunk.
to calm down. You’ve been in bed
with him today already…After everything you’ve done, a little sleep should not
make you blush and shiver. She
knew, though, in her heart of hearts, that Jack would not want to simply sleep
that night. Anna Maria had told her as
much with a sly grin and a rolling laugh as they bent over their hardtack and
dried beef, a rarity on ships outside the King’s service.
“I…I don’t
think it’s like that…” Myrtle had felt
the blood flood her cheeks as she picked at the salty beef strips, jolted from
her thoughts on Goliath by Anna Maria’s question. “We…it was just in the moment.”
“Mmmm…”
lime and smiled suddenly. “I know your
sort. A fine lady, thinking pirates are
adventure, freedom…you be thinkin’ Jack’ll keep you on board now?
prob’ly the Spanish Main and England, too.”
Myrtle’s
embarrassment turned to shamed anger.
“We are not married. We just…did
something.”
“Ah…”
knowing. “You think he’ll protect you
now, do ye? Because he had your body…”
“I can
protect myself, thank you.”spanspan>She stood
up, clutching her meager meal to her chest. “Good evening, Captain.”
“Myrtle, he
won’t let it stand at one time, you know,” she called around a mouthful of
hardtack. “So long’s you’re on this ship…”
She did not
break her stride as she took her dinner into Jack’s cabin, her ruined one
standing open and accusing next door.
Even hours later, Anna Maria’s bemused, angry tone cut her to the quick.
lamps in the cabin reduced to an orange glow in an effort to save fuel.
shirt into one of the lawn shifts in her trunk. The books taunted her with answers but she forced herself
away. She already knew what she needed
to do. Myrtle nearly jumped out of her
skin when Jack flung the door open and stumbled into the cabin, bowing and
muttering a greeting as he slammed the door behind him.
“Rum,” he
cut over her words, “is proof there is a God!”
“Pardon?”
“Anna Maria
is truly,” he slurred, “God’s gift for having not one but ten—ten!—barrels of
the nectar of the gods in her hold!”
“Ten!”
“Weasley
black guts, love. We’ve all got ‘em.”
His grin winked at her in the dim light as he moved to extinguish the oil
lamps.
She nodded
shakily, her insides quivering unexpectedly as he began to shed his belts and
scarves, his fingers fumbling with the laces on his shirt.
Maria arriving… It all hit her at once,
layering over her experience with Jack earlier, her own bold moves, to make her
feel just short of collapsing then and there.
She covered a wide yawn with the back of her hand as her eyelids felt
unbearably heavy. She fell back against
the thin pillow of Jack’s bunk and her muscles relaxed entirely.
next to her, gently moving her so he could lay down. She did hear, him though, and felt his beard brushing against her
ear as he murmured her name. “I have to
tell you,” she muttered. “Too tired.”
“What is
it, dove?” His hand skimmed down her
side, resting briefly on the swell of her hip as his fingers bunched her short
shift up to her waist. “Or can I guess?”
The scent
of rum on his breath was strong but not unpleasant. He smelled of the drink and lime and coconut, oddly no trace of
sweat was on his skin. She realized in
her haze that he must have used the ship’s precious water supply to sponge
himself clean before coming to bed. “Goliath
isn’t alive.”
“Poor dove…you’re
so tired…” His fingers splayed on her
hip for a moment before his hand slid to cover her sex, making her shudder in
surprise against him. “Anna Maria’s
goin’ to be towin’ us to Zoruba tomorrow, Myrtle.”
“Good.
“You’re not
to be getting off The Pearl,” he said sternly as he teased her folds
with one surprisingly delicate finger.
He smiled into her hair as she gasped and pressed back against him.
her shift and his trousers but wanted to take his time, show her things did not
always have be rushed as they were earlier or as horrific as her first
experience. “Zoruba is no place for the
likes of you.”
She wanted
to protest but found her tongue felt too thick and her body was too lethargic
to do much more than murmur incoherently and shift to allow him better access to
her center. She had an idboutbout
things, from what she had seen and heard over the years, but had never thought
her experiences would amount to much more than pain and then years of willing
spinsterhood. She was quickly finding
that she would be willing to give up that notion so long as Jack were
involved. She sighed as he slid into
her, brushing the bud at the apex of her sex with his thumb as he did so.
“You’re to
stay on board The Pearl as long as we’re in sight of Zoruba.
“But…oh!”
her nerves began to burn with need. She
felt him press against the swell of her buttocks in counterpoint with the rhythm
his fingers were setting, his lips brushing against her ear as his teeth caught
the lobe and drew softly.
He felt her
internal muscles close around him, clutching at him and seeking more.
groan as she wiggled closer, trying to accommodate his touch while reaching for
her own end without knowing exactly what her body was demanding.
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Her eyes
squeezed tightly shut as her voice tore from her throat in an unworded
cry. She felt as if she were not in her
body for that moment, and wanted whatever it was Jack was doing to never
end. She could not make herself speak
as the spiraling feeling calmed to something more like an internal
shudder. She felt him remove his touch
from her and slide his arm around her waist to bring her closer, but she could
not keep her eyes open. Her earlier
tiredness was compounded by post orgasmic lethargy. All she could manage was “Jack…”
“Promise
me, dove.”
“Jack…”
He
sighed. He would extract the promise
from her in the morning. Right now, he
had more pressing matters to attend to…
A/N Next chapter…The infamous Richard!