The Pirates Prince (ManxMan|Pirates)

Chapter Eleven

Warning: Sexual content

Silva laid there in shock, why did he do that! He looked away from Captain Marcelo in disgust not because of him but with himself. He needed to get away, Silva suddenly felt suffocated inside the cabin, quickly the young prince grab the nearest clothing within reach not caring whether he's fully clothed.

Slamming the cabin door open, he startled Captain Marcelo's crew men. Neither of them dared to speak with the young prince. They continued with their work ignoring the scene before them. Silva walked far end of the ship breathing in the fresh air, its been so long since he's been outside. Never got the opportunity to view the ocean.

"Don't ever walk out of the cabin, do you understand!" Marcelo growled in anger. To discover Silva missing his mind went blank, his heart skip a beat then fear kicked in. Silva is important to him than he predicted and he hate to admit it. Marcelo try to ignore Silva's half naked body, how dare he walk out looking so sexy in his shirt for his men to see. His legs fully exposed, his shirt only just covering his crotch.

"Leave me! I-I need to think" Silva replied.

"To think about night we shared or thinking about your beloved you betrayed" Marcelo hissed. His words wound Silva more than he thinks. That's exactly what he's thinking, the mind blowing night they had together, Silva felt free and safe within Marcelo's arms. On one side of his mind he wanted to be with Marcelo regardless what the pirate did and the other his mind drift to Abel. The sacrifices he made to protect him, Abel loved him with all his heart risking his life for him.

Tears roll down his cheek, he's torn between the two. His heart belong to the two men he wanted. He wants to be with Marcelo and he hate to admit it, how could he do this to Abel. He promised they'll meet again but Silva is afraid and ashamed to confront him. Meeting face and face express his love with doubt linger between.

Marcelo's spoke the truth but it hurt regardless how it's spoken. Marcelo's aim is to hurt him and its working. Is it because of jealous or regret, whatever his reason is Silva doesn't want to know. He turn his back from the handsome captain, Silva stared into the distance deep in thought. He doesn't deserve Abel's love, he should meet someone better than him. Someone who's loyal and won't betray him like he did.

"You are right, is that what you want to hear!" Silva yelled. Clenching his fist, how badly he wanted to disappear and forget everything. The guilt is starting to consume him, he's disappointed with himself.

"Stop this! Its not your fault, its mine. But don't stand there and lie to yourself. You felt something more than lust" he said. Silva couldn't control his tears, he did felt something with Marcelo and it was a sensation different from Abel. He doesn't understand why but when he's with Marcelo he felt freedom he dearly craves.

"That's the problem Marcelo, I did felt something and I liked it" Silva replied. He feel like he's saying it to himself than Marcelo.

"I should hate you after what you did and I have a feeling there's more to come. After everything I've went through, you still haunt my mind and dreams. My heart belongs to someone else and yet I am having doubts" said Silva. Marcelo didn't bother to respond, lifting the prince he carried him back to his cabin.

"R-Release me!" Silva demanded. Only silence is the response he gets, he wants to know whats going through the pirates mind.

"I am going to make you forget him, you are mine not his Silva. The moment I thrust my c*ck inside I claimed you as my own and nothing with change that. I too have my doubts but now I made up my mind" said Marcelo.

"You may hold me captive but you will never claim my heart" Silva replies. Marcelo stared at the prince intensely, parting his legs the man settled between. Already wet from last night Marcelo thrust inside with ease.

"Say 'I am yours'," said Marcelo. Pulling out slowly, he waited for his response.

"Never" Silva replied. Marcelo slammed deep within his twitching hole. Silva screamed in pleasure and pain, his mind totally consumed in pleasure he's giving him.

"Say it baby" he whispers. Silva whimpered thrashing his head side to side. The moment he reach his release Marcelo have no intention giving Silva what he wanted.

"Oh! Marcelo!" Silva moaned. Thrust after thrust the prince is losing his ability to think. Even with pleasure he's receving only Marcelo is the he sees not Abel.