Page 58 of Paid to the Pirate

With a huff, I turned my head to the side, disengaging. “Do whatever you want,” I said evenly, determined to show him I was only waiting to get it over with, only stuck in this position because he wouldn’t allow me to leave.

Coltlaughedas if that pleased him.He rocked his hips again and this time he didn’t stop.

“Oh!” I exclaimed, before a moan escaped my lips.

“There she is. My sweet little whore who can’t get enough.” Colt began thrusting in and out, fucking me as promised. It made me struggle in the wrong direction, not away from him but toward. It made me arch and groan.

“I hate you,” I swore, wrapping my legs around his strong back. Our mouths clashed, tongues seeking each other. “I hate you so much,” I repeated between kisses.

“I think you’ll hate me even more if I stop.”

It almost sounded like a threat, making me instinctively beg, “Don’t. Please.”

“Say it again,” he coaxed.

“Don’t?” I asked confused. Then more confidently, I whispered, “Don’t stop. Please.”

Colt groaned. “As my lady commands.”

I hadn’t realized that sometime in our fucking, he’d let go of my wrists and our fingers had threaded. I didn’t know until Colt reached his climax and squeezed my hands as he released his seed into me for a second time that evening.

It happened so quickly that I was left wanting. The astonishment of it being my first time seemed to interfere with my ability to finish as he had.

“Are you okay?” Colt asked, brow furrowed with concern. He took my chin between his fingers. “Are you hurting?”

“No, it’s not that.” I averted my eyes. “I didn’t reach the same heights of pleasure as you, captain.”

“Oh,” he said, pulling his shirt above his head and tossing it onto the upholstered chair. “I’m aware. And we’re not leaving this room until you do.”

Gently lifting my torso from the bed, he slid my dress off my body and swore, “Many times over.”

Chapter 26

Charlotte

My cheeks still flamed at the memories the next morning. Colt made good on his promise and didn’t allow me to leave the room until I’d climaxed so many times that my legs shook when I tried to walk down the whorehouse stairs and he had to support my weight to make it to the bottom. By that time the roosters had long since crowed and the sun was high above the hills. Never in my life did I imagine I’d find pleasure in a pirate’s arms.

But he’s not just a pirate,my heart argued.He’s… everything.

Bewilderingly, Colt made me confess to the proprietor, Lady Wick, what a jolly time I’d had the night before. To further shame me, I was sure of it, though I wasn’t sure why he spoke with the madam privately in a little alcove, whilst bidding me to wait alone. I suspected Colt was going to tell the madam about the mix-up, to whisk me from the brothel without trouble, but he acted strangely.

Never having excelled at following orders, I crept along the wall until I could spy on the pair whilst remaining hidden. I frowned as I saw Colt push his bag o’ bits across the table to the proprietor. Was he buying me outright? A hard look flashed across Colt’s face and then I watched him work a sapphire ring from his finger and toss it onto the tabletop.

A small fortune, I thought, watching Lady Wick snatch up the jewel. Colt didn’t wear much jewelry and what little I’d seen had been precious.

Was this for me?

Colt managed a gracious smile and a dip of his head before spinning out of the alcove to collect me. He moved so fast, I hadn’t time to re-position myself and a jolt ran through me at Colt’s admonishing scowl.

“You’ll pay for that later,” he warned, dragging me out of the brothel.

The reminder his words brought to mind made my stomach lurch -- not for the threat from Colt, but at what Redhands wanted to do to me once we departed.

Yanking my hand from Colt’s, I shook my head vehemently and declared, “No. I cannot return to your ship. Not if you plan on sailing anytime soon. Did you forget your bargain with Robert?”

Colt ran a hand down his face, sighing.

“I can handle Robert, but I’m not in total disagreement with him. I’m playing your game Charlotte because I’m hoping you’ll grow weary and confess.”

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