Harry had shot Ace before sinking deep into the ocean. Ace's arm was bleeding badly, "Captain! Are you shot?" "What does this look like you dumb nut?" The man on the boat fell silent. Ace lifted Claire's cold body onto the boat even though he couldn't move his arm much.
Why did he save her then? Probably because she was a beautiful young woman, with a body any man would yearn for...
He took deep breaths and sat down on the wooden plank. Claire sat as far as possible from him, "Because of you..." Ace gritted his teeth at Claire pointing at his arm but he couldn't say anything more as the poor woman was already half dead- with fear and frost.
The other men rowed towards their ship.
"Brother!" A young man glowed on seeing Ace. "Oh my, what happened to your arm" "I got shot" Ace sat down on the chair while the young women from the fancy ship stood before the men in tears. "Bring me water" Ace commanded and a man ran off to fetch a jug, "Your wound will get infected" "I am alright Aiden, it will heal in a few days" Ace gritted his teeth out of the pain.
"Sire, the women?" The crew turned to Ace desperately. "Take them away and Aiden, move the ship" Aiden nodded and went to steer the ship. Claire fell to the ground then, she fainted.
"Did she die?" Ace asked the old man, "No captain" "Hmm... Put her on my bed" He ordered and the men carried her inside. Ace's hand was still hurting and he took the knife from his pocket. He tore a thick cloth and bit on it tightly and with the knife made a deeper cut on his arm.
"Urgh" He bit the cloth tighter to suppress the pain as he took the bullet out of his own flesh. He took a deep breath as the main pain was over. His crew brought water and a cloth for him to clean himself. He tied a white cloth around his arm.
Their ship was called 'The Black Bone' and their troop was infamously referred to as the 'Black lads' Only the unluckiest could get in their clutches. They were the cruelest pirates of England.
It started raining heavily then, "Lead us through this storm Aiden" The younger brother nodded back. Though only 21, Aiden Bentler Crawford was a skilled sailor and such storms were nothing compared to the ones he had been through.
Whereas his brother, Alexander Bentler Crawford was skilled in every field. Even if it was shooting a bulls eye or pleasuring a woman, no one could surpass Ace.
Ace walked back to his cabin, the biggest on the ship, with his tunic in his hand. Claire was lying on the bed asleep, her body soaked and cold but she was sleeping like a child. He began undressing her puffy dress. He pulled down the thick dress revealing her translucent negligee. He felt a pulse in his pants as he stared at the unbelievably gorgeous woman in front of him.
But she wouldn't be able to satisfy him, not tonight. Still, he didn't waste a chance to lift up her dress and cup her breasts. So soft. He was going to enjoy this girl, he thought to himself as he carried her to the other cot in his cabin.
He went outside his room and found that the ship was midway into the storm but Aiden was handling it. "Where is Melissa?" Ace questioned Darren, his other crew mate. "She's with Ben" "Ashley?" He questioned again, "She is in the women's cabin sire" "Ask her to come" Darren nodded and left to call Ashley.
He had five prostitutes on his ship and they had captured three more tonight. The men were going to enjoy their company, he thought as he walked back to his room. But the blonde girl was going to be all his, day and night. He felt a desire for her that he had never felt in anyone else.
He took off his amulet and placed it on the table, Ashley entered then. She had grown used to the men now so she managed a faint smile. Her gown wasn't exactly see through but it revealed the long V between her breasts and touched her naval.
Ace stared at her, head to toe. She was tanned unlike Claire. He took a step towards her and pulled the long thread that held her dress in place, it fell to the floor and Ace was pleased when he saw that she was wearing nothing inside.
Ashley made a brave step to touch his defined torso but no. He pushed her harshly onto the bed and climbed over her. He cupped her right breast and sucked on the other. She arched her back and moaned, "Quiet" His dominant voice made her whine. He touched her clitoris, so wet. "You are a bad girl" He whispered seductively near her ear.
"Captain..." She groaned as Ace stuck a finger inside her.
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The Pirate's Love
RomanceOld England... A stormy evening... The blue sea... A pirate ship... A young girl... Is Claire destined to be the pirate's slave or true love?