My body shivered with him.

He sighed in pleasure and collapsed his weight atop me. Still inside me.

I felt his member soften in me. Easing partway out. And I knew he slept.

It's my chance. I needed to get away before he got me with child. I knew enough of the workings of men and women to know that was how it worked.

I began tugging at my bindings. Twisting slightly under his weight. Pulling at my wrists and then my legs. Turning my thighs at different angles to loosen the bindings.

It's not working. I twisted slightly to try and work a wrist from the scratchy rope.

I registered that my insides were stretching again as he swelled within me.

He's waking. Panicking I struggled faster. Kicking my legs and bucking my hips desperately.

Giving an inhuman growl his hands snatched my narrow hips and planted them into the mattress so he could thrust hard into me.

I yelped against the sudden ache. I was sore inside.

***

“What are you?”

“Something unknown to your kind.” He said blandly. “You couldn’t possibly understand.”

“What do you want me for?”

“For this.” He looked down my body to the point where we were joined. “Perhaps, I’ve craved something more.”

What?

“A woman to bed?” I said acidly.

“Certainly, more pleasurable then sating myself in my hands.” He gave me a lopsided grin.

And I realized that had I seen this man anywhere else I might have thought him beautiful. His jaw was squared. His features more aristocratic than villainous, despite the dark brown of his skin and the darkness of his hair and the whiskers framing his lips.

“Why do you pirate?” I asked desperately. Clawing for some bit of conversation to distract him. “Because I don’t wish to be on land. It’s too easy for my kind to be recognized for what we are.”

“What?” I asked softly.

He chuckled. “Onto better things for now, My Little Plaything…”

***

He worked himself in and out of me. Leaning back to watch my large breasts bouncing as he pounded me.

"Please." I tossed my head.

"Please seed you again, Sweetheart?" He said in a hard voice. Belying the endearment. "I'd have sworn you were trying to get away instead of hoping I'd spill seed in you again."

"No!" I whined. Writhing to get away.

His fingers bit into my skin. Stilling my hips so he could have his way with my core. And he was making a point this time. Pressing in hard and deep to touch the place behind my belly button that stung so much.

Making me sit up every time he brushed it.

"Ouch." I yelped.

"Next time." He panted. "Perhaps you'll think more carefully before trying to escape me."

"I won't!" I shook my head. "I'll get away."

"No, you won't!" He vowed. Looking down to watch his body entering mine. "You belong to my cock now."

"No." I shook my head vehemently.

"Oh yes!" And he gave an exulted shout as his body tightened. He embedded deep in me. Pulsing there as I felt the heat surge into me again. "You belong to my cock, Sweetheart."