the bedposts, first the right, then the left. He did the same with her arms.
The minute she was free, she jumped to her feet and she sprinted for the door. She expected to hear him pounding behind her, but he didn’t follow. She let out a frustrated scream when it didn’t open. She turned to see him place the knife on a small table near the bed.
“Did you think I would leave the door unlocked, wench?” He cocked his head to one side. “Come back now, and I won’t punish you for trying to escape my attentions.”
Oh, but I want punishment. Lia considered her options. If she didn’t return, would he use the cat on her ass before he fucked her? Or had he considered the cat foreplay? She knew it was for her. Perhaps his punishment would come in a different form.
Best not to take any chances on their first night together. She had three days to see what else this daring pirate had in store for her. She slowly made her way back to him, stopping at the edge of the bed.
“On your knees.” Lia obeyed. She watched as he undid his breeches. When he stuck his hands into his pants, her heart quickened.
Seconds later his dick was in front of her face. He was thick, and longer than her last Dom, but not as big as some of the men she’d seen at the club. His prick looked to be just the perfect size, actually. Not too big, not too small. She fought the urge to lick her lips in appreciation.
“Suck me.”
Lia opened her mouth to taste him, then remembered her “virginal” status. She lifted her gaze to him.
“Captain?”
“Take me in your mouth.”
“Oh, I could never…”
He grabbed a hunk of her hair. Lia groaned in need. “You’ll do as you’re told.”
“But I…don’t know how.” Damn, she sounded pitiful.
“Open your mouth, and take me inside. Watch your teeth, though, or there will be hell to pay.” He loosened his grip on her hair, and Lia opened her mouth. Before she could take him in he pulled back.
“On second thought, just lick me.”
“Yes, Captain,” she said, resignedly. She was happy to see that he shaved his entire genital area. She stuck out her tongue and tentatively touched it to the head of his prick.
“Good girl,” he said. “Keep going.”
Lia started to obey, then decided that a virgin wouldn’t be giving in so easily. She stuck out her tongue one more time, but instead of following his order, she put her hands on his thighs and pushed. He was a very muscular man, and she was pretty sure it was the surprise attack that made him almost lose his footing. He let go of her hair as he grabbed the bedpost to keep from falling over.
Lia took advantage of it to run for the door again. She knew there was no way out, but this would make it much more fun than just giving in. Let him chase her. A virgin in the late 1800s would fight to keep from losing her maidenhead to a pirate.
Lia intended to immerse herself in the part.
“Son of a…” Keifer fought to stay on his feet. The little witch had made it seem as if she were going to play nice. Now that he knew she wanted the full experience, it would be much more fun. He’d loved playing with her, warming her up with the flogger, and then making her taste him.
He’d thought about having her suck him off, then coming back later in the evening for the big event, but it looked like they were going to have to skip the appetizers and go straight for the main course.
But he didn’t want to be as historically accurate as to rape her, and he was pretty sure Miss Lia wouldn’t like it, either. Women that had fantasies about pirates didn’t want the reality; they wanted the romance of it. She was a sub, yes, but she was playing the part of a virgin. He would be the nice pirate and make her beg for him.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” he said, keeping his voice even. “I was prepared to let you keep your maidenhead for a while longer, but not anymore.”
While she fiddled with the lock, he picked up a piece of the rope he’d