ManEater

A/N: Hey my darlings! Sorry for the long, excrutiating wait!! This chapter is only from Elizabeth's pov because it is a precursor to the next chapter, which will be very dramatic, angsty, and maybe tragic! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! It was very difficult to write because I had writer's block and I didn't know where I was going but now I'm on track! So I hope you all enjoy this chapter! Please do not hesitate to leave a review! P.S. This chapter, as always, is a little more detailed than the one posted on the other site! Enjoy!
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Elizabeth

After making passionate love for the second time, Jack and I lay motionless and quiet in bed. The room was now darker than it was a couple of hours ago. The red-orange ray of the setting sun peeked through the burgundy drapes, igniting the room into a deep crimson shade. The lantern on Jack’s desk still burned incessantly, casting faded shadows on the wall. I turned onto my right side to look at Jack, who had his eyes closed with a satiated grin etched across his handsome face. He rested one hand behind his head while the other lay on his chest. My eyes drifted down from his face and roamed over his lean body, drinking in every intricate detail of his form. I found myself hypnotized by his splendor. How could a man of his roguish nature be so damn breathtaking? It boggled my mind every time I thought about him. My eyes slowly drifted up to his face, where I’d noticed that he was looking at me through half lidded eyes.

“Magnificent view in’t it?” He asked with a prideful smile.

I smiled then rolled my eyes. “Magnificent isn’t the word, Jack. I believe that breathtaking better describes the view.”

His eyes widened as his smile broadened. “Breathtaking, aye? I don’t think any woman has ever described me body as being breathtaking.”

I leaned over and traced his lips with my fingers. “Yes…you certainly have the most glorious body I’ve ever seen. I’d never thought that a man, not to mention a pirate, could be so debonair with and without clothes.”

Jack grinned, flashing his infamous golden grin. “Just know this love, I’m the only pirate in the world who is able to possess such unique, unattainable qualities that can never be found in any man.”

“So that’s what makes you so irresistible?”

“Aye…I happen to be one of a kind, darling. All in one so to speak. A complex concoction of most desired qualities mixed to give an epitome of male perfection, dripping with hypnotic charm.”

“Well that would explain while I’m under you spell, Captain.” I replied as I slowly ran my fingers across his lips.

He kissed my fingers and winked his left eye, obviously flattered by my endearing words.

“I watched you while you had your eyes closed. You had a satisfied smile etched across your face. Is the reason for your contentment have anything to do with our recent exhausting activity?” I said as I teasingly ran my fingers across his taut chest.

Jack chuckled. “Contentment is a mere understatement, love. Right now I’m at the highest level of euphoria I’ve ever been in my life. I don’t think I’ll ever be the same…you’ve ruined me for the rest of me thieving life.”

I laughed and turned over onto my stomach and propped onto my elbows and stared deep into his eyes.

“Do you really mean that Jack? You’ve allowed a proper high societal governor’s daughter to seduce you into bed and do whatever she damn well pleases with your body?”

Jack smiled, and then turned to look at me. His feral eyes were beaming with seriousness and sincerity.

“You’ve failed to mention something else you’ve done to me.”

“And what’s that?”

“You’ve stolen me black heart…a crime so foul that its consequence is severe punishment.”

My heart nearly stopped at his beautiful words, causing tears to well up in my eyes. It took me a few moments to answer him with an equally sincere, yet naughty response. I then leaned over closer to him; my face was a mere few inches away from his.

“What type of punishment do you deem necessary for stealing the heart of the notorious Captain Jack Sparrow?”

Jack’s sweet smile turned into a sneaky, wicked grin.

“There are infinitesimal forms of punishment that I can think of, but since you’re so curious to know what it is, I can make a little suggestion. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

I eyed him suspiciously, for I knew that his suggestion referenced to some sort of sexual act.

“What could that possibly be?”

Jack’s obsidian eyes ignited with lust as his lips curled into a iniquitous grin.

“It requires that you perform something you’ve never done before. You need to be adventurous, of course.”

“Adventurous? I am an adventurous person.”

Jack shook his head in disagreement. “No love, I must disagree with you on that one. You’re not too much of a risk taker when we…well you know.”

I looked at him confusedly for a few moments until I’d realized what he was talking about. Indeed he was referring to a sexual act. Immediately, I remembered the old book I’d discovered with drawings of people in ungodly positions, and I was sure that Jack wanted me to perform a sexual act from there.

“Are you referring to something sexual?”

Jack turned to look at me with a sneaky smile, confirming his guilty intentions.

“I have another question Jack…”

“Please Lizzie…enough with the damn questions. You’re ruinin’ a perfectly romantic mood.”

I rolled my eyes, ignoring his callous comment.

“Did you get this idea from a certain old, very sexually iexplicit book you possess?”

Jack furrowed his brows as he thought for a moment, then his eyes brightened when he’d realized what I was talking about.

“How do you know about the Kama Sutra book? Have you been sneakin’ round me cabin when I wasn’t here?”

I hesitated for a moment before answering. “Ummm…yes. I mean I wasn’t really sneaking around your cabin so to say…purposely anyway.”

Jack cocked his brow and squinted his eyes, studying my demeanor. It seemed as though he didn’t believe me.

“So you’re telling me that you’d accidentally stumbled upon me favorite book, which so happened to have been hidden in me bookshelf.”

I guiltily turned away from him. I felt his piercing eyes bore through my body. He then scooted closer to me and began to gently run his coarse fingers along the length of my arm, causing goosebumps to form on my skin.

I turned to look into his eyes; his infamous grin returned on his face.

“So tell me love, I’m curious to know what you thought about the book.”

My face blushed as a rush of desire shot throughout my body as images from the book flashed though my mind.

“Come on Lizzie, tell me…” He whispered huskily in a seductive tone.

“Well…at first, I thought it was very unconventional, but interesting at the same time.”

“Tell me what it did to you.” He interrupted as he scooted even closer to me.

“It…well it made me feel a little…”

He then began to kiss my hands, moving leisurely up my arm, which caused me to lose my train of thought. I then regained my focus after a few moments when I’d remembered a particular page that disturbed me.

“…it made me feel a little bashful until I came across a very risqué picture that had an insulting footnote about me at the bottom of the page.”

Jack stopped kissing my shoulder, then sheepishly moved away. He looked into my eyes, pretending not to know what I was talking about.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what you’re talking about, love.”

“I think you do know, Jack. The footnote said that you would love to do what was depicted in the picture but I was too much of a damn princess.”

Jack chuckled. “Well you are a princess Ms. Swann…don’t take me words as an insult. I meant it as an endearing complement.”

“I don’t believe you.”

Jack flashed a devilish smirk as he moved closer to me. He planted a few chaste, lingering kisses on my shoulder, as if he was trying to make me forget his comment.

“Tell me something Lizzie; describe what the people were doing in the drawing.”

My cheeks blushed from embarrassment. I didn’t want to describe the improper picture. Besides, I’m very shy when it comes to discussing adult matters.

“Well let’s have it…describe what they were doing in the picture Elizabeth.” He whispered into my ear, and then began to plant soft lingering kisses onto my neck.

I knew he was aware of what went on in the drawing. He was trying to get me to describe it for mere entertainment.

“No…you know exactly what’s in the in the picture. I’m still quite offended that you would call me a princess as if I’m some sort of spoiled child.”

Jack immediately cupped my face, forcing me to face him. His kohl lined eyes turned dark and serious.

“Listen to me Elizabeth, when I’d first met you, I did in fact think of you as a spoiled princess. But that was because you were ever so rude to me after I'd saved your life…”

“Jack…”

“Now my opinion of you has dramatically changed, much to my chagrin.”

I slapped his chest as he laughed. Then his smile turned into a serious frown as he stared lovingly into my eyes.

“Since the first day we made love in this very cabin a few months ago, you’ve become someone incredibly special to me. You’re me pirate mistress, love. In my opinion, it’s the highest, noblest title any woman could have. You’re mine Elizabeth, no matter what situation we are faced with.”

Tears began to well up in my eyes and then slowly trickled down my cheeks. Jack smiled, and then wiped the tears away from my face with the pads of his thumbs. He crashed his lips onto mine, giving me a sweet, passionate kiss. After a few minutes or so, we reluctantly broke away from our embrace. We stared into each other’s eyes, transfixed by the tender moment.

“I must be going now Jack.” I said as I attempted to get out of bed, but Jack quickly held me by my arms, pinning down onto the bed.

“Ya can’t go yet Ms. Swann, the Captain isn't finished with you yet.”

“Jack I have to go now. Don’t you think that your crew may be wondering about your whereabouts for the past three hours? Besides, Will is probably wondering where I am.”

“If he hasn’t already figured it out by now.” Jack replied in a slightly annoyed tone.

As soon as he released my arms, I got out of bed and walked over to the desk where my clothes lay on the floor. As I got dressed with my back facing Jack, I could feel his eyes piercing through my body. I turned around as I fastened the last two buttons on my blouse. He was now sitting up on the bed, still nude with an amused grin etched on his face.

“Is there something funny, Jack?”

“It amazes me how much fucking we’ve done on this bed for the past three hours, yet it didn’t break.”

I smiled then walked over towards the door. When I placed my hand on the knob, Jack called my name. I turned around and found him standing a few feet away from me. His smile was now gone. As he approached me, I noticed that his eyes were dim and unyielding.

“Whatever ya came to look for earlier when I wasn’t here Ms. Swann, ya won’t find it. So I would suggest that you stop lookin’ for it.” He said sternly, but with a knowing half grin etched on his face.

His words sent an unnerving shock up my spine, for I wasn’t sure if he was warning or teasing me. I knew exactly what he was talking about. He still refuses to disclose what he was hiding in those boxes, but I knew that one day I would find out what he’s hiding. I blew him a sweet kiss and slowly opened the door.

“I will see you later, Jack.”

He grinned and nodded. I carefully stepped out of the cabin, making sure no one noticed me and closed the door.
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Later that evening…

As I stood at the rail, I gazed upon the bright full moon as its silver rays lit the darkened Caribbean sky. I was tremendously disturbed by Will’s harsh behavior during dinner in the galley a few hours ago. He did not sit next to me at the table or speak the whole time during dinner. When our eyes met, I noticed that his eyes were filled with slight anger and despair. He was still upset about catching Jack and I in a near kiss. I smiled at him, but he returned my kind gesture with a scowl and cruel rebuke. He was disgusted with me; and that’s why he hasn’t been lying in my bed with me for the past few days. I can’t blame him for feeling hurt and angry. I’ve probably scorned him to the point where he can’t forgive me anymore. But he must…he has to if he truly loves me.

I stopped looking at the moonlit horizon and turned around to focus my attention on something else, which was Jack’s cabin. Immediately an overwhelming feeling of desire raced through my body. I still couldn’t get enough of him after our passionate lovemaking earlier today. I had to fight myself from looking at him in the galley, for he was gesturing with his eyes that he wanted me and I sure as hell desperately wanted him. I quickly walked inside Jack’s cabin and locked the door behind me. When I turned around, I found Jack sitting at his desk, studying his maps. He looked up after a few moments and met my yearning gaze. His chocolate eyes were filled with irrepressible lust. He waved two fingers, signaling me to come to him. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt as I walked over to him. I stood in front of him as he sat still in the chair. I looked down and noticed that he was gently rubbing the painful, growing bulge in his trousers.

You like what I'm doin' to meself, love?" He asked seductively.

He then slowy unbuttoned his trousers, pulled out his pulsating phallus and began to stroke himself. A sharp, throbbing pain formed where I needed him most. I then removed my shirt and trousers. Jack smirked and gently grabbed my waist, leading me to sit on his lap. He ran his hands through my hair as we quietly stared into each other’s eyes. The sexual tension became too intense, causing us to finally succumb to temptation and engage in a passionate kiss. After a few moments, the kiss resulted in fervent lovemaking right there on his chair.

Over the past week or so as we sailed to our next destinations, Jack and I’d managed to sneak away from the crew unnoticed to spend many intimate, private moments together. We could not get enough of each other. We’d managed to make love everywhere on the ship during any part of the day. We had sex below deck on the hammocks, inside the wine cellar, behind the gun powder barrels, in both of our cabins, in the galley…anywhere we could be alone. But we were only intimate for a few minutes. I felt truly liberated that we were performing such a risqué act everywhere on the ship, at least no one had seen us…I hope.

By the end of the week, Will and I had finally reconciled late one night. He had approached me on my way to meet Jack, but luckily he didn’t know where I was headed. I was disappointed that I didn’t spend that night with Jack, since I was with Will. From that night on, Will began to sleep in my cabin again, which made it more difficult to sneak into Jack’s quarters at night. Over the next few days, we made unscheduled stops at a few small islands. As soon as night approached, Jack and I would sneak away into town, taking great precaution in making sure that no one would see us. We rented a room at an inn for a couple of hours, making passionate love. Before I would sneak away with Jack, I always made sure that Will was preoccupied so that he wouldn’t be suspicious about my behavior.

Ever since we’d recently reconciled, our progress was slow and steady. I was the blame for our reconciliation being so slow; there was not really much effort on my part. Will would be the first one to initiate conversation and intimacy, but I was not truly interested in engaging in any type of activity with him. But in order not to draw any suspicion to myself, I surrendered to his advances. My mind was fixated on Jack every time I was in Will’s arms. I felt like I was betraying Jack again. I knew that I should have ended my relationship with Will once I’d resumed my intimate relationship with Jack again, but I couldn’t. The reason does not have anything to do with Will being my fiancé; it has to do with the fact that I still have a few lingering uncertainties about Jack. He could be very mysterious and secretive at times. I felt an unsettling feeling overcome me when he’d warned me not to look in his cabin for those boxes anymore. This type of behavior raises the question as to whether or not I could trust him, let alone have a committed relationship with him. I know that he loves me unconditionally, but I am still hesitant in fully committing myself to him, even though I love him more than Will…
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The next day early morning…

As I lay in bed in my cabin, I couldn’t help but to think about the passion filled moments I’d spent with Jack at the inns and on the ship. It’s been a few hours since we’d left Tortuga. I could still feel Jack’s presence around me. I turned over onto my left side, hoping that Jack would be beside me, but he wasn’t. Instead, it was Will lying next to me sound asleep with a peaceful smile etched on his face. I ran my fingers through his brown, curly mane. He sighed and shifted his body closer to mine, then laid his arm across my waist.

At that moment, a loud uproar erupted out on deck. I immediately got out of bed and went outside to see what happened.

“Stowaways! Bloody stowaways!” Marty shouted as a few crewmen dragged three unfamiliar men out onto the deck. Jack quickly emerged from his cabin, with his shirt open and pistol drawn in his hand.

“What the bloody hell’s goin’ on out here?” He asked in his Captain’s voice.

“Stowaways sir…” Gibbs replied excitedly.

“Stowaways aye?” Jack replied, squinting his eyes in slight amusement and anger. He slowly approached the men, sizing them up.

I studied Jack’s demeanor as he glared at the men, as if he was trying to intimidate them. I was spellbound by the way he furrowed his stern brows, and narrowed his piercing eyes. He appeared to be very fearsome and brave as he questioned the men, who were utterly scared of him. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Jack this way. It scared me a little, but at the same time, I was enticed and I desperately wanted him now. He ordered the crewmen to throw the stowaways in the brig for now until we reached land again. As the crew cleared the deck and resumed their work, Jack’s stern glare met my eyes. His brows were still furrowed; his eyes now emitted lust instead of anger. As his eyes pierced through my body, I felt as if I was nude standing there in front of him. An intense feeling of desire ignited inside my body. He smirked, knowing that he had me right where he wanted me. He then turned towards his cabin. I watched him in awe as he sauntered away, purposely as if he knew I was watching him. Just then, my sweet reverie was interrupted when I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder. I quickly turned around and met Will’s tired eyes. He looked at me then averted his eyes towards Jack’s direction.

“I knew he would be too much of a fucking coward to properly punish those stowaways.” He sneered. I looked at him disapprovingly.

“Then how would you have dealt with them?”

He looked at me and smirked, his eyes beaming with malice. “I would have shot them one by one then throw their bodies overboard for the sharks to eat them.”

His answer sent a cold, painful chill up my spine. I’d never thought it was possible for him to think such evil things. Perhaps living life as a pirate has turned his heart to stone…or maybe I was the blame for it, too. He then averted his eyes towards Jack’ direction, and then looked at me.

“I’m going back to bed…I’m still very, very exhausted from last night.” He said seductively.

His smile broadened, for he was referring to our night long intimacy. My heart first raced then sank to the pit of my stomach. I was lost for words for a few moments until I remembered that Jack was waiting for me.

“Well why don’t you get some rest. I’ll be in there shortly.” I replied seductively.

He nodded and planted an endearing kiss on my forehead.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long.” He whispered huskily as he turned around and walked inside my cabin.

I waited a few agonizing moments for Will to fall into a deep sleep before I headed off to Jack’s cabin. Once I was inside the Captain’s cabin, I quickly locked the door. Jack stood by his bed with his back facing me. He turned around and met my gaze; his eyes were squinted and full of mischief. My heart pounded fieverishly as if it was going to burst through my chest. I felt my knees starting to buckle as his eyes pierced through my body. I was desperate to be in his arms again; the anticipation was killing me. He caught me off guard when he took one swift step towards me and grabbed my waist, pressing his body firmly against mine. He gently grabbed my hair with one hand and planted a bruising kiss on my lips. As our embrace deepened, he slowly walked me backwards until my back touched the wall. He pressed his body firmly against mine. I felt his arousal stirring in his trousers.

Without any hesitation, he quickly unbuttoned my trousers and pulled them down off of my body. I unfastened his trousers, freeing his painful member from its prison. He lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist. He broke away from my lips and looked into my eyes.

"I've been wanting to fuck you all day...I can't get enough of you, Lizzie." Jack said huskily.

He ran the tip of lil' Jack along my folds. I moaned and liked my lips.

"Oh God Jack..."

"You like that don't you?"

At that moment, he entered me with one hard thrust. He moved inside me like a mad animal. His hard pounding felt so damn good that I could not contain my cries of joy. He whispered very vulgar words into my ear, which made my need for him intensify.

"You have the sweetest cunt I've ever had in me life. I could die right now because you feel so fucking fantastic." He groaned into my ear.

We engaged in passionate intercourse for the next half hour or so until I remembered that I had a sleeping fiancé awaiting me in my cabin. But later that night, I was back in Jack’s bed again…

Over the next five days, I found myself heavily involved with Jack more than I’d ever been. We still continued to have secret liaisons; however, I was also intimate with Will. On the sixth day, an unsettling feeling crept up inside my body. I thought that it was the symptoms of the seasickness I’d been having returning again, but it wasn’t. I’d realized at that moment that I hadn’t seen Will all day, which was very unusual. I’d caught a glimpse of him earlier in the day when he emerged from below deck…but that was hours ago. Was he avoiding me for some reason?

Later that night, I stood at the rail gazing upon the bright full moon as it ignited the sea. After a few minutes, I went into my cabin to rest, for the uneasy, sick feeling was returning again. I sat down on my bed and looked over to the left, where I found a letter on top of Will’s pillow. When I picked up the letter, an immediate sense of trepidation overwhelmed my heart. I didn’t know if the letter was from Will or Jack. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down before opening the letter. After a few intense moments, I opened the letter and began reading:

Dear Elizabeth,

Please meet me at the rail after midnight. I really must tell you something that’s been on my heart for the past few days. It is very important that we talk.

Love, Will

The ominous feeling inside my heart intensified. My stomach churned in pain as thoughts about what he wanted to discuss ran through my mind. I sat dumbfounded on my bed for the next half hour or so, until my thoughts were interrupted by Marty’s childlike voice yelling down from the crow’s nest.

“Land ho! Isla Margarita two miles away!”

At that moment, I began to feel very lightheaded. I quickly ran over to the front of the room where a bucket sat by the door. I collapsed onto my knees and leaned my head into the bucket, for I felt the need to vomit. I knew at that moment that once we made port, something terrible was going to happen…
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A/N: So what do you guys think? What's wrong with Elizabeth? Why has her sickness returned again? Could it be pregnancy or something else? Now they are finally on the Isla Margarita where something very very angsty and dramatic will happen. What will happen you may ask? You will have to wait to find out. I want to thank my dearest friend Addicted to Jack for helping me! Please review when you have finished reading this chapter! I LOVE to hear what you all have to say! If you don't want to, that's okay, but I still love you all! I will try to post the earth shaking chapter within the next two weeks! Thank you all for reading AND reviewing! Stay tuned!