Carried Away Chapter 3

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CHAPTER 3



Just managing to keep his grin to himself Kevin tilted his head down slightly. He didn’t want her to see the kind of hilarity that this was setting off in him. Still he had no idea why she had gone to such lengths to try and hide her sexuality. Surely she must have known that they would find out. Hell surely she must have known that they would know straight away just by looking at her. But perhaps the fear that she had felt was stronger and more real than he would ever have imagined. That gave him some pause. He wasn’t sure if engendering that kind of fear in someone was what he really wanted. And instantly he had to bite at his lip to stop himself from laughing out loud. Of course that was what he wanted. He wouldn’t be in this business if he didn’t.



When he had himself under control once more he looked up and caught sight of Shawn over the young woman’s shoulder. It looked like his friend was finding this as hilarious as he was. Then reaching out he slipped a couple of fingers under the edge of her bandages and let them slide around just a little. At the same time he found his eyes searching out hers. He wasn’t disappointed when he saw the way that her eyes widened. And then she did something that surprised him just a little.



“Don’t.” Mary said and then bit at her lip. She really hadn’t wanted to say a word. But she also knew that by now trying to hold her silence just in case it gave her away was ridiculous. It was obvious to anyone who cared to look, and right now there seemed to be at least two people who wanted to look. Still she felt the strangest feeling at the fact that she had let that part of herself free.



Again Kevin jerked his head up to look at her. She wasn’t looking at him and again that wasn’t something that surprised him. He had been half expecting that when he first heard her voice. It was still a little surprising. Her voice wasn’t exactly one that he would have labelled instantly and definitely feminine. Oh there was no doubt that she was female but her voice had come out so throaty on that one word ... so low and husky. “Ah ... she speaks.” He said as he tilted his head to one side trying to get a closer look at her face. Damn but she seemed to be very practiced at hiding both her physical self and her emotional self. “At least I thought that she did.” He paused again but no further words were forthcoming.



He didn’t feel like waiting any longer so reaching out he repeated the movement that he had made just a few moments ago. This time she didn’t speak. Did she think that it was too late for that now? And that made no sense to him whatsoever. Still he had felt every part of her body tense just at his touch. Hmm, he had no clue what that made him feel at all. “You said ... don’t.” He said in a conversational way before shooting another look at her. This time he was rewarded with his eyes connecting with hers for a fraction of a second. She didn’t let her gaze linger however, and her eyes were soon off locking on random things that were dotted around his cabin. “What is it that you don’t want me to do?” He asked and again he waited.



Making sure not to look at him was becoming harder and harder for her to do. The moment before when their eyes had locked it had taken so much for her to just tear her gaze away and look at something else. Although she couldn’t deny the fact that she was absolutely terrified, the racing of her heart was testament to that, there was still something else in his gaze that she couldn’t quite put a name to. There was a warmth there ... a gentleness that she had never expected. It was so odd. This man who was currently holding her captive had more humanity in his eyes than the captain of the vessel that she had just been removed from. Not that she thought that the last captain had been a villain of any kind. But she had seen in his eyes that he had had the capacity to be one. The cruelty and lack of warmth there had been something that she hadn’t really given that much thought to till right now.



She realised that he was waiting for her to speak again but she didn’t think that she could push another word out of her throat. How did a woman go about saying that she didn’t want to be undressed by a stranger? How did she go about saying that she didn’t want whatever would come after the undressing either? She could fight all that she possibly could, and that was exactly what she was planning to do, but she knew that not only was there two of them but they were both considerably stronger than she was. Even if she could fight them off some way where would she go when she got out of this cabin? She was trapped.



“Maybe it’s this that you don’t want me to do.” Kevin pressed even though he was beginning to get a little angry at the way that she was continuing to refuse to converse with him. Was she doing that because she was scared or because she thought that someone of his station was beneath her? He tugged at the bandages slipping his fingers even further under the rough material. He found himself thinking how she could possibly have had the time to do this ... to attempt to disguise herself this way. Then he grinned. He had just had an idea. It may not be the smartest one that that he ever come up with but still he wanted to do it anyway. It was ... something that might be both interesting and amusing. “Or ... maybe it’s this.” He added and reaching to his waist he pulled something from his belt.



Before she could stop herself or even begin to think that it was a bad idea she hissed in a sharp breath. There had been no way to stop it. The moment that she had seen what he held in his hand everything in her had just sunk to her shoes. All of those thoughts about him being less cruel ... about him being gentle ... they were all simply a waste of time. Automatically she made to take a step backwards. Surely anyone else would have done the same in this situation.



“Where do you think you’re going?” Kevin asked as he snagged the bottom of the bandages and held her in place. “I didn’t say that you could go anywhere.” He added just because he liked the way that it made him sound. Oh there was not doubt that he was definitely the captain of his own ship. He could be as demanding as the next man ... but usually he was a relaxed sort of person. “I would hold still if I were you. You never know what could happen if you don’t.” He said and then had to hide a smile again. He had just caught sight of Shawn out of the corner of his eye manoeuvring so he could see better. He should have known that his friend would wonder just what was going on.



Then lifting the dagger that he had just pulled from his belt he raised it towards her. In that moment he knew that he had heard something. It was a sob ... it was clear as day. Damn but that part didn’t feel as good as he had thought that it would. “I won’t hurt you.” He said softly before he could stop the words from leaving his mouth. As soon as he did so he cursed himself internally. Well, of course he wasn’t going to hurt her but there was no need to tell her that! Moving swiftly he lifted the bottom of the bandages a little and then slipped the dagger underneath. Again he felt her whole body stiffen. In a gentle sawing motion he began to move his hand making sure that the cold metal didn’t come into contact with the smoothness of her skin once. It took only a matter of minutes till the first part of the material separated in his hands. Moments when the only sounds that could be heard were the sound of the dagger tearing it’s way through the thin material and her heavy, uneven breathing.



“Finally.” He muttered to himself as he began to push the two sides of this first layer apart.



This time her hands flew up to cover his. The moment that they did so she felt something, she had no clue what it was but she felt it nonetheless and her eyes widened. “Don’t.” She repeated but this time her voice had taken on a definite begging quality. “Please ... don’t.” She added and saw him just look at her.



Shaking her hands away wasn’t as easy as he had thought it would be but he did it all the same. At the same time he began to move his hand and unwind the rest of the length of material away from her body. His eyes dropped to watch the way that more and more of her was coming into his vision.



“I wager that you don’t mind unwrapping this.” Shawn said with a grin very firmly in place on his face as he spoke. He knew enough about his captain and friend to know that he had very little patience. That he had lasted this long was already of great surprise to him. The moment that he had removed the wench’s upper garments and found these bandages Shawn had expected them to be ripped asunder. But no ... there was more going on than perhaps he had given either of them credit for.



Arching his brow just slightly when he heard what the other man had just said Kevin just nodded and again found his eyes locking with those of the woman that stood in front of him. “Not in the slightest.” He said by way of an answer. True it wasn’t a very good one but it was an answer.



Mary was sure that she was going to cry. In that instant that was the only rational thought that was going through her head. She bowed her head to await the inevitable. But then something shot through her. It was something that she could only describe as courage. Maybe that wasn’t what it was ... maybe instead it was foolhardiness but she chose not to see it as such. If it was something that would get her through what was happening to her now and whatever would happen to her beyond this point then she had to ride it for as long as she could.



So she did it ... she raised her head. She had no clue what was going to happen but she had decided that she wasn’t going to go into it with her head held down staring at the floor. She wasn’t the one to blame here ... they were. She wasn’t the villain of the piece and she would be damned if they were going to make her feel as if she was less of a person because of the way that she was being treated.



In the moment that she raised her head Kevin found his eyes lifting from her almost uncovered other charms to look at her. Something had happened right then. He didn’t know what it was but he could see the determination on her face ... the way that she had fixed her gaze on him. And then he was smiling. Perhaps it might be wrong but he was sure that he preferred her that way than the sobbing mess that he had been sure she was about to become. He would rather that she spit in his eye than cry into a corner. “That’s better.” He said lightly and then peeling the last layer away from her he continued to stare at her face. At the same time he tossed the now useless material of the makeshift bandage away to one side.



Of course it wasn’t long before his own curiosity got the better of him and his gaze dropped to take in what he had uncovered. Again he smiled. “You must have been in considerable pain.” He stated matter of factly as he took in the red areas where the material had obviously dug into her skin. And then the next thing he knew he had lifted his hands and he was rubbing those said same areas gently, his fingers moving in tiny pressurised circles in her skin. He felt her tense under his ministrations but that was something that he had been expecting. But it wasn’t only that. She was ... larger than he had expected her to be. She must have tugged those damn bandages just about as tightly as the material would allow. He found himself wondering what she would look like dressed up in one of the fine dresses that the gentry seemed to favour right now. He was sure that she would look quite stunning.



As hard as this was right at this moment there was no way that Mary had any intention of looking away from him. Instead she fixed him with one of the most contemptuous looks that she could muster. It was difficult, what with the way that he just continued to touch her as if he were entitled to that privilege. She wanted to just grab his hands and throw them off of her body but she wondered what that kind of reaction would cost her. There was no doubt in her mind that it would cost her something.



Then she let out a sound. It wasn’t much. Just a strangled sounding gasp. There had been nothing that she could do about it. She had just suddenly felt his touch go from that of reassuring to something else all together. His hands had just covered her breasts completely. She felt them squeeze her in a touch that was surely only meant to arouse. In that moment she reacted almost against her will. “No!” She said loudly ... well she actually almost yelled it out. At the same time her hands went to his in an attempt to jerk them away. But of course that was useless.



“Yes.” Kevin hissed out slowly as he felt his body react to the visual stimulation that he had before him and the feeling of her skin under his hands. Lifting one hand he snaked it around her waist and yanked her against her. “Yes!” He repeated and hauling her up against his chest he swooped down to cover her lips with his.