Captain Swan - Wild at Heart

Chapter Eight

Notes:

I am sad to announce that there will only be one chapter after this, and possibly an epilogue later on, depending on my muse. Either way, I will be posting chapter 9 hopefully this weekend. Then I will be taking a break from my multi-chapter stories, because I have some one-shot projects I have signed up for on Tumblr. I will be updating when I can but it could possibly be the end of January before I do. If you would like to follow me on Tumblr or just shoot me a message and say hi, my username is the same @hookedonapirate. That is where I post sneak peeks of all of my stories and complain about season 7 :) Thank you all for reading and following along!

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Emma's initial reaction when she woke up that morning was to fall into panic mode. Remembering the prior night's activities and feeling the warm, naked body pressed to hers made her twitch instinctively; the urge to overreact was irrepressible. She was supposed to be getting married. Even if she were calling off the wedding, she hadn't done the deed just yet. There wasn't a doubt that she wanted to, but the questions still remained in her mind, gnawing away at her insides. Could she actually go through with it? Would she have the guts to call it off? If she did, how would her parents react? She didn't wish to make them upset, especially after everything they went through with the planning and postponing.

Shit.

Could she actually call off this wedding? It's not like Emma hadn't been unfaithful before, but the one-time romps on her desk were nothing compared to Killian.

Judging by the satisfied ache, the feeling of being stretched in the best possible way, and the manner of which her heart sped up whenever she was near him, Emma was sure that there was no going back. And she didn't want to be one of those cheating wives at all, let alone one who was in love with the man she was sneaking around with - shit!

Emma suddenly sat up; she was on the verge of freaking out. How in the world could she-? No, this was a mistake. She couldn't possibly be- she's only know him for a few days (the first of which she hated his guts!). No, this was utterly impossible and completely absurd!

Emma wanted to run, putting as much distance between her and Killian as she could. There was no way she could be falling in love with a thief!

She was about to get up, but when she started pushing the covers away, she felt a gentle hand on her arm which made her pause. His touch flooded her body with warmth, and when he pressed lustful kisses to her bare skin - her shoulder, her neck, her collarbone - his lips were also warm, making every inch of her skin tingle. It was heavenly.

"Love, you're not thinking of running away from me again, are you?" His lips continued the path along her neck and ear, his breathing shallow and his voice low - almost a whisper - sending off vibrations over her skin that went directly to her core. "I would despair if you did."

Emma closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing. She tried to not let him affect her, but it wasn't working very well, especially when his hand slid to her breast, firmly cupping the weight in his hold. Her nipples stiffened as he continued working his fingers into her skin while massaging the spot behind her ear with his lips. When he tugged and pulled at her nipples, Emma choked out a moan trying to reassemble her thoughts, but he was making it very difficult.

He was relentless in his endeavor at making her melt into a puddled mess.

Emma somehow managed to grab his hands, removing them from her breasts, so she could think for two minutes.

Killian lifted his head as she rolled on her side, meeting his eyes with hers. He appeared to be concerned, maybe even worried that she was actually thinking about running away. "Are you regretting last night?"