Stolen at Sea.

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

Her grip on ths sheets tightened and she caught her lip between her teeth. Oh Gad, she thought. How in the world could this invasion feel so wonderful? She felt her head be pulled back and she realized he had a handful of her hair. He pulled her head back with it. He was thrusting actively into her anus, using her hair like a horse's reins. She whimpered again, hearing his own lusty growls and grunts. Those sounds aroused her beyond belief.

Elianna panted and moaned, feeling heat spreading through her lush body. Her loins throbbed and her knees trembled . Her breath was coming fast and furious. It was only a matter of time...

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Cervantes watched Elianna grip the bed sheets in her hands again with lust glazed eyes as he drew her head up by her hair, causing her back curve like a sun hungry vine. Cervantes opened his mouth in a growl and leaned forward to bite her shoulder passionately. When he drew his mouth away, a red, circular imprint of his teeth was left behind on her soft, tender skin. He grinned as he licked his lips and sharply thrust into her with a grunt, still holding her hair.

His pulse was thrumming wildly along the shaft of his cock, Elianna could feel how it made him twitch inside of her tightly clasped anus. With a low, lustful moan, Cervantes drove into her again and again, letting the pleasure of orgasm wash through his loins. His thick salty seed gushed into Elianna's ass nearly without warning, in three staccato spurts as Cervie's cock shook with each orgasmic wave. Letting go of her hair, he let her slump back down upon the bed, his bulk following after, pressing down upon her as he moaned sensually against her back.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

Elianna cried out. Cervantes sank his teeth into her shoulder. The pleasure-pain of it was driving her to the brink. Her back was arched, nearly painfully to an outside observer, but it felt like heaven to her. Her lust and passion was feeding off his, mkaing her revel in the animalistic pleasures of the flesh she was sharing with this wild eyed pirate.

His cock pullsed inside her and she heard him growling again. His thrusts were jerky, and she felt his seed splashing inside her. Her hair was still in his grip and she felt a stronger pull on her scalp as he shuddered deep in her ass. She slumped, then, as his grip loosened. Her body once again collapsed on the bed and his weight was soon atop her, pressing her deep into the bed. She gasped against his weight, but was unwilling to ask him to remove himself from her. His breath on the skin of her back was a sensation she wasn't ready to part with. His tongue traced her upper spine and she purred softly.

"Milord, you're a lusty one, indeed. Mayhaps I'll keep you for a while." Her fire and passion was obvious in her small jest. She was a cheeky one, for sure. In reality, though, she couldn't have been more serious. She was much enjoying being Cervie's lover.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Drawing his weight off her, but still keeping her pinned upon the bed, Cervantes ran his finger nails up and down along her spine. They were sharp, leaving red lines every where they passed. Chuckling softly at Elianna's jest, Cervie whispered. "Yer bound to me in more ways than you know, my sweet earth mother." His cock was still inside her, although it was softening, maliable in the grasp of her tight anus, no longer the steely rod it had been only moments before. He slid his hands under her, lifting her up as he caressed her belly, lowering his mouth to the bite mark he'd left on her shoulder. "A part of me dwells in your blood..." He continued to whisper as he ran his tongue along the slightly sore mark of his bite. "Its inside of you, its changing you." His finger tips drifted down her belly and slipped between her legs to fondle her clit. As he held her and began to tease her clit with his fingers, his cock slipped out of her ass and his seed oozed out shortly after in a thick, ropey line.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

Elianna smiled softly into the blanets and squirmed slightly under Cervie's weight, not to escape, but to feel the comfort and security of him upon her. "Milord, what has happened here today will not change me inside. My father is an apothecary, you see. I know the ways of herbs and n babe will grow in my belly. A man and a rogue, you might be, but from this, not a father."

She felt proud of herself. He hadn't known that about her, she thought. She had learned long ago from helping in her father's shop which herbs the prostitutes can in for quite often. She's also seen many a weeping girl come in for the same things. Over time, she'd grown more and more understanding of the powers and learned exactly what they'd done. She was a bright lass and her father didn't hesitate to tell her all he knew.

"Earth mother, I may be, but never mother to a bastard babe. Not for you or anyone else." She said those words softly and with kind honesty. She'd seen what happened to those women and had no desire of it for her own life.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"A babe? You thought I intended to impregnate you? Is that it my dear?" Cervantes leaned his lips to Elianna's ear with a softly mocking chuckle. "No my dear, that is not how' you've changed..." He left it at that for a moment as his hands explored her body even more. He drew a finger nail lightly along the length of her neck. "You can feel it in your veins by now, no doubt, like a deep, unreachable fiery itch? I've infected you, my earthy goddess... Not with anything... Unhygenic mind you, but it is not something your precious herbalism can stall, nor save you from. You see, I am a lycanthrope, and so now, you are too."

He let her go then and stood up, to come around the bed to look her in the eyes. "And as far as your knowledge of herbalism, that was one of the reasons I chose you. I AM a pirate, as you so... Eliquently stated, A bastard child is far from one of my most driving desires..."

All the while, he could sence the changes taking place inside her, he could smell the animal rising up inside her, flowing from her pours in intoxicating pheromones. He licked his lips, and his eyes flashed with hunger as he crawled up onto the bed once more, and for a moment, he had all the appearance of a beast clothed in human flesh. "I want you again." He growled as he closed in on her once more.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

Her mind whirled. A lycanthrope? A were beast? She shook her head, trying desperatly to clear the vile thought from her head. He must be joking. But no. She could feel her blood burning within her. His breath and finger tickled the skin of her jaw and neck.

His words droned on in her head. That one word drowned out everything else. Lycanthrope. Did this mean she'd change too? Into some howling, grunting animal that lived by instinct and desire instead of by the rules of proper society?

Jis finger brushed her shoulder. She felt a rush of desire go through her body and she growled softly, arching her body towards him. He growled back and reached for her. Suddenly, she realized what was happening.

"No!" she screamed, jumping away from him. "You vile bastard! How could I have fallen for your charm and your sensuality? You're a beast, an animal, and you've made me just like YOU!" Elianna was breathing heavily, looking around the cabin for something she vould use to defend herself. A glint of metal caught her eye and she spotted a letter opener laying on the desk. She jumped towards it, snatching it up and holding it in front of her like a dagger.

"Stay back, Cervantes. I'll drive this through your black heart if you come any closer." She struggled within herself to keep control over the unfamiliar beastly cravings that swirled around in her head. She had no way of knowing what her appearance was doing to the very man she was stiving to keep back.

Her thin transparent shift clung to her lush form. Her red hair tumbled wildly around her fac, reaching nearly to her waist aand her deep brown eyes snapped with ferocity. He stepped closer. one step. Then another. And another. Elianna screamed. "Stop, damn you! I swear I'll kill you!"

Cervantes laughed and took another step closer. Elianna closed her eyes and lunged towards him, bringing the letter opener down from above her head, seeking to drive it deep into his chest. She prayed she'd hit the mark enough to at least stun him.

 

[Valdimer]

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[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"I've set you apart from the rest of humanity, don't you understand? You are free now, more free than any other daughter of Eve has ever been!" He lunghed as she brought the letter opener down. It bit into him, he let it, disreguarding the pain as he captured her, gripping her wrist in one hand, painfully, intent on making her release her make shift dagger, even while he breathed in the scent of her skin.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

Her senses reeled. She felt the letter opener sink into his flesh and opened her eyes as she felt his hand close around her wrist. She'd managed to sink her meager weapon into the flesh of his shoulder, but he seemed oblivios to it. The blood lust hit her like a brick wall. She could smell it, the blood, the pheremones, the lust. She could feel heat radiating around her wrist where he tightened his grip, seeking to release her hold on the letter opener.

She snarled softly, feeling herself being drawn towards the now bleeding pirate.Her blood boiled in response to his touch. The animalistic urges were taking control. She shook her head, clearing those thoughts from her mind. Elianna knew she didn't want to lose control. She knew she'd have to be stronger than that.

"No!" she shouted. "I'll NOT let you do this to me!" She wrenched her wrist from his grasp and bolted across the room to the door. She never even thought about it as she yanked it open and raced up on dexk in nothing more than her chemise. She just knew she was going to be free of the man who had condemned her to her fate.

The deck hands turned and gaped at her as she scrambled towards the railing of the ship. She paid no attention to anyone or anything, and ran headlong into the cabin boy. What was his name, her mind wondered. Rockingham, she thought. He looked at her with surprise and he froze like a rabit in a trap.

Her feet seemed frozen to the deck, and she struggled, confused on what to do next. Her fear and desperation soon took over and he turned towards the railing once again, intent on jumping overboard. She hoped the sharks got her before Cervie did. That fate was much more desirable.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Striding from his room as he buckled his pants up, Cervantes called to Elianna. "Elianna, STOP. Stop this nonsence, it will do you no good to run." He walked purposefully toward her as he spoke, and was past the dazed Rockingham before she had reached the ships railing. He reached out to catch her by her elbow and turn her about to face him.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:


She felt fingers close around her elbow and Cervie's voice came into her ears. She shook her head at what he said. She didn't want to run. She wanted to end her orment by whatever means she had to. Even if that meant death by sharks.

"Why, Cervantes? Why did you do this to me?" Tears filled her eyes and began choking off her words. Anger was beginning to drift away and fear and frustration was taking over. And for all her fire, she was still a female and prone to tears. "Damn you to hell, Sir, and me along with you for this curse you've placed on me." She sank to the deck of the ship and tears took over.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"It is no curse Elianna, it is a gift. Though you feel the animal inside of you, you are surely not its pawn. Be that animal's master and you will be the same as you have always been, only stronger... I've not cursed you, I've set you above humanity... Don't you see?" Cervie crouched beside Elianna to stroke a hand through her hair as he spoke, expressing the fondness he had for her through his eyes.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna

She scrutinized him through her tears, sniffling slightly and trying to stop the blasted tears. She hated her "female reaction" to the unexpected shock She sought his eyes with her own, amazed to see fondness there.

"I just don't understand, Cervantes. Why did you do this to ME?" Elianns wrapped her arms around her legs, pulling her knees to her chest. She was suddenly chilled, clad only in her chemise against the cool salt air. She because aware, too, of the deck hands standing around gaping at her, and she flushed bright red.

"Cervie, they're all looking at me. I'm dressed like a..." She was unable to finish her sentance and she looked pleadingly into his eyes, hoping he'd understand.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Smiling a little in reaction to Elianna's sniffles, Cervantes moved his hand down along her back, to its middle, his other hand drawing roughly, calloused as it was, along the soft exposed flesh of her legs. He never broke the focus of his eyes, even though splinters of animalistic lust and desire were cutting through his body constantly, making him ache to take her again, and again, and again.

"I chose you because I knew you could handle it, I saw how you turned away the group of sailors port side, with such fire, such self-preservation. Know this, no man can ever touch you again unless you desire it... No man, perhaps, other than me..." Cervie said as he hooked an arm under the crook of her knees, supporting her back as she clung to his leg, shivering.

Sniffing as he turned his head to the oogling crew members. "It does not matter how you are dressed, they know they cannot have you. I should take their eyes..." He said loud enough for them to all hear him, so they could take his veiled warning to heart, then more quietly, so only Elianna could hear. "They have been with me for too long, they are showing their arrogence... I will have to discharge them and form a new crew..."

Even as he spoke, he lifted her in his arms and carried her back to his bed chambers, kicking his door shut as he did. "Setting her down gently on the bed, he drew back to the chair he always sat in, in the corner of the room. Shadows veiled his face. "Elianna, how would you feel about being a mother?" He asked pointedly, and with no fan fair.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

She snuggled against his chest, and gave a somewhat ragged sign of relief as he carried her into his chambers again and rested her on his bed. Her breath stopped though, as he sat in his chair and posed his question to her.

"A mother? Cervantes, I thought you said...I mean, when I assumed you were speaking of a babe earlier, you said you didn't want a child." Confusion flooded her already clouded mind. Her head was reeling and she felt tired, deep down bone tired. This man was confusing her beyond belief. "Are you trying to tell me you wish to see me with child?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"I already have a child Elianna, I don't ask you to carry... A bastard... Just..." Cervantes caught his raising voice and leveled it with a slightly disconcerted look. "The cabin boy, he is my son, his mother, a young bar maid, died giving birth to him... He was not completely out before she passed, and he sustained brain damage from it... I took him with me, because no one else would keep him, least of all his grand parents." Cervantes was suddenly silent, averting his eyes from Elianna, clenching his jaw and hiding his eyes for a moment. When he looked back at her, it was not without the sign of bitterness in his eyes, but also, they seemed to beseech her consent.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

"Rocky? The cabin boy? He's your son?" A warm feeling flooded over her. The lad was a good boy. Now she understood why he was a little...well, different. Her heart went out to the poor motherless boy. Mother...did that mean...

"Cervantes, are you asking me to wed you? To be your wife and a mother to your child?" She trembled, unsure of what he meant.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Yes, he's my son, though he does not know it. Only I, and now you, know it. Perhaps his grand parents, if they still live..." Cervantes watched Elianna closely as emotions played across her face.

"It need be nothing so cerimonial as that, Elianna, if you did not wish it, I am just asking you to stay. Don't worry, the boy doesn't have the beast in him, he was born before I became what I have become."

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

She pulled herself into a ball and rested her chin on her knees. looking at him with her lower lip caught between her teeth. She didn't know what to think or do right now. On one hand, he had stolen her, seduced her and infected her with this curse. Blessing, he called it, but she wasn't so sure. On the other hand, he had brpoought his son, a feeble minded lad, onboard his ship and was caring for him as best he could. She didn't know what to do.

Elianna took a deep breath and looked across the room, meeting Cervie's eyes. "I'll not give you an answer yet. For now, though, I'll stay, if for no other reason than I don't know what else to do. I make you no promises, Cervantes. I am still angry with you for what you've done, but I am also a realistic and sensible lass. I need time to think, and despite my desires to be free of you right now, I also know I need to figure out what has happened and what will happen in the future because of the curse you've given me. For now, I'll stay."

She stopped and held her breath, waiting for his response.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Fair enough, I'll leave you to your thoughts. I must go and make preperations to disband my current crew. Rockingham will stay near to your door if you come to a discision, send him out to find me, and I will return promptly." Cervantes stood at that, looking down at her, an impassive expression on his face, it seemed for a moment, he would say something more, but then he turned and left the room.

He found Rocky and instructed him to stay near to Elianna, in case she needed anything, then set about to gather the crew and inform them of their emmient disbandsion. As usuall, he would equally split their current booty amongst them, doling out what little extra there was as a reward to his more valued crew mates. Once they were to reach port again, he would send them on their way, and begin creating his newest crew.

 

[SweetCherry]

Eliaana:

Sho sat, waiting for him to finish his thought, but when he instead turned and walked out the door, she was confused. She wanted to press the matter, but instead, laid down, and rolled onto her side to get some much needed rest.

The boy was his son. He wanted her to stay If only she knew what she wanted.

She closed her eyes and heard soft fotsteps outside the door. It would be Rockingham. He was a good boy. She wondered if he would like her for a mother...

And she slept the sleep of the truly exhausted.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

The Corona Negra came to port while Elianna slept and Cervantes sent his crew on their final and permanent landside departure much richer than they came aboard. As the final crew man, the one with no right hand passed him, Cervie saw the look of hatered in his eyes, and knew that one would have to be delt with the only way his kind could be... Put out of his misery before he thought to come back with some foolhardy attempt at revenge. Cervantes smiled, thinking that this could be something Elianna could do together. He would see about that once she awoke, but for now, he would let her have her rest, and the vengeful one, his last short time to live.

Once they were all sent off, Cervie drew his ship off port, far enough that it would be nothing to return, but no one could make to board his ship without him knowing they were coming. He came back to his cabin then and sent Rocky off to keep watch. Slipping quietly into the room, Cervie took a seat by his bed and watched over Elianna's sleeping form.

 

[SweetCherry]

Elianna:

She came to, slow, unsure of where she was. She thought she was on a ship, Cervie's ship, but it was too quiet. Where were the sounds of the men shouting and laughing? The creaking of the ropes and the whipping sounds of wind in sails? She rubbed her eyes and stretched, hoping to clear her head.

She rolled onto her side, and slowly became aware of the sensation of being watched. She looked up and saw Cervantes perched in his chair beside the bed, watching her sleep. She smiled slightly, still unsure of how she was feeling.

"Hello, Milord. Wy is it so quiet? Where are the men?"

 

[Ravenloft]

"The men, my dear, are gone. We've come to port, and I have sent them away. If you like to come with me to land side, we can see about proper food and lodging." Cervie offered as he leaned forward, seeming to be about to stand.