Carried Away Chapter 6 (NC-17)

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CHAPTER 6



As he felt his body being accepted by hers Kevin could feel the deep groan welling in his chest. He didn’t want to let it loose though. It seemed strange after hearing her reaction to his last move. She had been the one to groan and that was the way that it should be. She was the female. She was the one who should feel light headed and the need to groan. He wouldn’t let his masculinity be called into question by making the noises that only a woman should make in bed. He was far too manly for that. Still she was exquisite.

Her body was so very tight but still welcoming. And that was when he realised something. He pressed his palms into the thin mattress and levered his body off her just slightly. “Someone is a true surprise.” He managed to say even though he sounded breathless.

Opening her eyes even though she wanted to keep them firmly closed Mary stared up at him. She wasn’t sure quite where she was finding the courage to just look at him like this. She knew enough about the women of her day to know that right about now she should have been cowering and crying. She should have been continuing to fight him off. And there was a strong part of her that really didn’t want what he was doing to her right now. But at the same time there was another part that had welcomed him. She supposed that was the part of her that she kept tucked away. That wasn’t how a woman was supposed to act. She was supposed to be demure at all times and anything of this physical nature was supposed to terrify and disgust her. It wasn’t even a matter of being free or not. It was a matter or propriety.

She blinked at his continued perusal of her face. He wasn’t even attempting to look at any other part of her body, which she found surprising. Wasn’t that what it was all about for men of his type? Weren’t they just in it for the ravishment and then moving on? It was what she had always been told. Inside her head she tried to steel herself for the moment when he would undoubtedly throw her away. Still though, she could feel him inside her and it was maddening in the worst way. He hadn’t moved all the way inside her and she wanted that more than she knew she should have. Turning her head to the side a little she could see the way that his arm quivered with the effort of keeping his weight off of her. That too was a surprise. She had expected him just to fall on her like some kind of wild animal. Now that she thought about it that would probably have made everything so much easier to handle. If he had been rough with her she could have later pointed the finger at him and berated him. When he had said that he was going to be gentle it had done nothing but thoroughly confuse her.

“I’m sure that I have no idea what you mean.” She said and was pleased when she managed to make the words sound like they were spit from her mouth. There was anger in them even though she didn’t fully understand where it was coming from. She didn’t exactly feel angry right now ... more confused. At the same time she made an attempt to buck his body from above hers. The only result was a loud gasp drawn from her throat when her actions caused him to slip deeper within her. She bit at her lip in an attempt to keep her mouth closed and stop making these breathless noises.

He arched a brow. He was pleased that he had managed to hold himself together through her surprise movement. He hadn’t been expecting that in the slightest. The feeling of himself moving further inside her and her tightness surrounding him almost fully had just about been enough to have him losing it and snapping himself into her. Pulling back he made sure to keep a close eye on her face. He could feel the way that he moved so smoothly within her and then he moved his hips in the same slow way to push himself back in. There was no hindrance to his body at all. “You are no virgin.” He said but his words carried no censure whatsoever. They were merely a statement of fact and sounded as such.

“I had no idea that that would be such a problem!” Mary said on a snarl as her anger returned. She jerked her head around to look at him once more and saw the way that he looked down at her with humour sparkling from his eyes. In that moment she knew that she wanted nothing more than to just slap that smug expression off of his face. “Is it only virgins that you prefer to force yourself on?” She asked and knew that her voice was growing loud once more.

He laughed not at all sure where he was finding the patience to do that. But the laughter was there no doubt. “Force?” He asked and tilted his head to the side. “Oh this has nothing do with me forcing you to do anything Mary.” He said and knew that he was right. She could lie there and claim whatever she wanted to but he had felt little resistance from her since they had moved to the bed. “But you know that already.” He claimed and then lowered his weight back down onto her body. Not fully for he knew that he was far too heavy for her. Just enough to hold her where he wanted her and to let her know what was happening. He wouldn’t have her crying rape after this. She wanted it just as much as he did no matter how much she protested. Then he paused in his thoughts. He was a criminal after all. What the hell did he care if she yelled whatever she wanted after this? He had no clue but he just knew that it was important to him.

“That’s what you say!” She bit out and then hurriedly closed her mouth as his head turned and he was suddenly looking right at her. His gaze seemed to go right through her.

He shook his head before covering her mouth with his in an almost savage kiss. “No Mary.” He stated as he pulled away from her to begin doing what his body wanted. He began to thrust his hips into hers in earnest. He was no longer slow either. It was as if his body had waited long enough for what it thought was its due. “Good god.” He hissed out as he felt her body’s tight clutch on him and the way that she opened her legs just a fraction wider to accommodate him. “It’s what I know.” He insisted as he pressed his forehead to hers.

When he said that she could feel her hands just itching to wrap around him. She felt like she needed to hold onto something if only to keep her own purchase on the world around her. Tentatively she placed a hand on his back and the moment that she did so she was sure that she saw something flicker across his face. A smug look? Maybe it was contentment? But the moment that she did so she yanked her hand away only to cry out loud when he pinned her to the mattress with a particularly strong thrust.

“I would hold on if I were you.” Nash said with a hint of humour running through his words before lowering his head to press it to the crook of her neck. As soon as his lips attached to her moist flesh he felt her hands on his back once more and smiled.

-o0o-

Looping the rope around John tightened his hold on it. He hated doing this job. It was just so incredibly boring after all. Still he knew that it was one of the vital jobs on the ship. Yeah it was vital that they had him doing it. He had no idea why he was continually given such bad things to do here. It felt like he had been on one of the lowest rungs of the ladder for as long as he could remember.

“Be careful of what you’re doing there John.”

The words that were just spoken to him broke the spell that his thoughts had woven around him and suddenly he wasn’t inside his own head any longer. Jerking his head up to look at the person that had spoken. He shot them a half-hearted smile. “Yes, because we all know how important it is to keep ones mind on this task.” John said lightly but the moment that he had said the words out loud he was sure that it wasn’t the wisest decision that he could have made.

“On the contrary John.” Shawn stated as he moved closer to the younger man. It wasn’t that he had a problem with this particular person, he actually liked him, but he hated to see anyone doing anything half-heartedly. If you had a job to do it should be done with all of your attention. Their ship didn’t run just because they wanted it to. No, it ran because they took the proper care and paid each job, no matter how small, their fullest attention. He pulled the rope out of the other mans suddenly listless fingers. Making small economical movements he continued to loop up the rope but made his loops smaller and a little tighter. “It is important. Everything on this ship is otherwise it wouldn’t be here.” He added and knew that he was right.

Taking a step closer he leaned around the other man and pulling tightly on the rope he placed the looped portion around the hook that was kept just for this purpose. Gesturing to John he indicated that he should finish off the job. “Try and keep your head where it should be John.” He finished and gave him a cursory nod. Almost at the same time a not so muffled cry floated to them from the direction of the captain’s cabin. He couldn’t stop the small smile that crossed his face as he heard that sound. It was distinctly feminine. He had to admit that a part of him had been wondering when that would start.

“Keeping my head where it should be isn’t that easy today.” John stated as he arched a brow and jerked his thumb in the direction that the sound was coming from. He could see the way that Shawn was smiling and was glad that someone found it all humorous.

Laughing out loud Shawn shook his head. “Is that what’s wrong with you?” He asked through his laughter and sat down abruptly on the barrel behind him. “For god’s sake man we just left port a little over half the day ago.” He pointed out. “And now you’re already feeling the need to go for a poke!”

“It’s not about that.” John stated clearly and he was telling the truth. Then he looked at the older man closely. “I had no idea that we had brought a woman with us from port.” He said and that too was the truth. They must have brought her on board when he wasn’t paying attention. Of course that wouldn’t be so difficult considering that he was always up to his neck in some kind of grunt work or other.

Leaning back and closing his eyes Shawn let out a snort of derision. “We didn’t.” He said simply. Surely John would know by now that that was something that Kevin would never tolerate. He didn’t bring women from port with them on the boat at any time no matter how much he himself would want to. “Let’s just say that this one ... well she fell into our laps in a most fortunate way.”

“Sounds like she fell into someone’s lap.” John said with a smirk on his face.

Staring at the younger man Shawn didn’t say anything right away. “Now, now John.” He began and wondered if he should even be saying this. “Be careful what you say about this. Anyone might think that you were jealous.” Then shoving himself off of the barrel he headed off to find out what else needed to be done.

Looking around him and knowing that he no doubt had another menial job awaiting him John shook his head. “Now what on earth do I have to be jealous of?” He muttered under his breath before heaving a heavy sigh. Hearing another much louder sound that was between a cry and a squeal he paused and it felt like his neck was up around his ears. Then he moved away from the cabin area.

-o0o-

Striding across the room the master tugged the loose white shirt into place around his body. He moved his fingers buttoning up his shirt as he did so. Leaving the top four buttons undone he paused in front of the window and just stared out at the sights in front of him. A smirk crossed his face and made him look considerably crueller than he had just moments ago. It was another beautiful day. Of course he would have expected nothing less. Even though it was already past midday he knew that there would be still many hours of sunshine to bask in. He really was incredibly lucky when you got right down to it although he would never admit that to anyone. He would stand there and claim that luck had nothing do to with it.

He knew that this had all been his birthright but there had been times when he was sure that he wasn’t going to ever get his hands on the family business. But now everything was as it should be. He was sitting at the top of the heap and no one was going to argue with him about how he did things. Again he smirked as he thought about what had happened yesterday. Nope, no one was going to argue with him when they thought about what he had done. It was nothing less than what he had to do. The two runaway slaves had to be taught a lesson somehow.

The moment that it had happened he had practically felt the collective shudder that had gone through the others. They would definitely not attempt to leave his employ any time soon. He could also feel the hatred that poured from them whenever he was around. But that was fine by him. He could deal with being hated. It was what had to be done to get the performance that he insisted upon. And that didn’t just mean in the fields.

He stroked his palm over the white material of his shirt as he thought of the young woman that he had left in his bed. He knew that by the time he went back in there that the household staff would have tidied everything up and that included getting her out of there. Now that he had gotten what he wanted then he didn’t want to look at her. He laughed but that came to an abrupt end when something passed through his mind. He knew that his fun would come to an abrupt end in little more than a week. That was when his fiancée would arrive expecting them to be married in the very near future.

It was unfortunate but necessary. Sometimes sacrifices had to be made. If he wanted to continue to live his life the way that he did right now, if he wanted to live to the standard that he had become accustomed then he had to just grin and bear it. He knew that after they were married that things could go right on back to however he wanted them to. As long as she was taken care of and had all of the ridiculous things that women of her class wanted and needed then she would probably be happy to keep her mouth shut.

He couldn’t really remember that much about her even though he had met her several times. She was obviously not going to be a wife to be proud of if he couldn’t place her at all. “Oh well. Needs must.” He muttered as he decided to go into the drawing room for a cigar.