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Chapter Two

Not realizing that she had fallen asleep after having given into William that afternoon, Brooklyn woke to the sound of the crew banging items around on the deck just outside of his quarters. Not recognizing her surroundings either, she quickly sat up and felt the terrible pain between her legs. A flash of memories flooded her mind. She pulled the covers back and saw the large spot of dried blood on the sheet and the dried blood covering her thighs. It looked as if she had started her monthly bleeding, but it was too soon. She closed her legs, but found that only worsen the pain that pulling them apart had caused. She then remembered the pain she had felt when William first entered her and it brought about the shame of giving in so easily to that... that Pirate..., that monster of a man who had shown his sensual side and had shown her the most pleasurable time she had ever known.

Brooklyn moved painfully from the bed and looked at her naked body in the mirror hanging on the wall. Behind her, she saw the fading daylight through the small open cabin window. She closed her eyes and began to sob. It was not for her lost of innocence, but because of the shame of giving into him; for letting him dominate her so easily. Wiping her tears, she stared at herself in the mirror again. She silently vowed to herself that never again would he dominate her. Neither Captain Roberts nor any other man would make her give in as easily as he had. She would ignore the feelings that he had made her feel and only allow the man she married to show her that gratifying pleasure.

"Oh God," Brooklyn gasped aloud. The man she married. She would never be able to marry. That monstrous man had made sure of that. He had taken her innocence so easily and left her dishonored. No man would want her now. Only widows were expected to be unpure when they married again to another man. "That's it," she again gasped. She would go somewhere where no one knew her. She would weave the tale that she was a widow. That she had been robbed of her money and belongings. "Yes," she thought, "yes this tale would work." She was only twenty after all; that was young enough to have married and lost a husband. That would take care of the dishonor William had placed on her. Had he been in the room at that moment, she could have thanked him for actually taking away her maidenhead and giving her the opportunity to marry for love.

William picked up the tray of food and headed for his quarters. He had had the cook prepare a special dish of steak and lobster just for them. He was proud of his cook for the way he had used the provisions they had looted from Brooklyn's ship to make a nice arrangement of vegetables for them. Even his crew were dining well just from her provisions alone. He easily carried two bottles of wine between his large fingers. They would be used to weaken any of her defenses against him, should she try and use any. For the first time in thirty years, he thought of the woman that he now possessively called his own. She had taken his large manhood deep inside of her tight femaleness and had survived. Not just survived, but had thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of making love to him. He completely felt dominant over this proud woman, but little did he know that she planned to defy him of what she had promised to give so freely.

William entered the room to find Brooklyn staring at her naked self in the mirror. He took in a deep breathe as he stared at her beauty. "Do you mind closing the door," she asked proudly, "or are you planning to let your crew see me like this?" Without looking away, he slammed the door shut with his large foot. His steel blue eyes roamed her beautiful backside as his manhood instantly came to life. "If you do not cover yourself, my lady," he said a bit more gruffly than he had intended, "you will be feeling me between your legs again before we dine on this splendid meal my cook has prepared for us." "Other than my cumbersome dress, sir," she hotly replied, "I have nothing to wear."

William sat the tray down and pulled out one of his shirts from the closet. The large shirt fit him perfect, but made a short dress for Brooklyn. She was covered enough for him to concentrate on their meal, but the knowledge of her bare skin touching his shirt was causing his manhood to throb painfully. He watched her as she eagerly ate her food and drank several glasses of the wine he had provided. Soon their meal was finished and he placed the tray and one empty bottle outside of his cabin door so that his crew could take it away. He then turned his attention towards the beauty before him as he removed his boots.

Brooklyn looked at any place in the cabin but at William. She knew from the sound of his movements he was sitting at his desk. She jumped when he finally spoke to her, telling her to come to him. She turned to him and saw that his shirt had also been removed, revealing his broad shoulders and chest. She had been too scared earlier in the day to notice that the sandy colored hair covered his chest completely and then trailed down his stomach before disappearing into his pants. It was also then that she noticed the many small cuts on his chest, telling of his many brushes with death. Her emerald eyes took in his glorious body before landing on his steel blue ones. His legs were spread widely apart and in his hand was another tankard of wine.

Brooklyn watched William set the tankard down and hold his hand out for her and again said, "Come here, Brooklyn." She felt the heat of pleasure beginning to rush through her and she silently chided her body for it. He hadn't even touched her yet and already her body was giving in to him. She looked at him defiantly; her chin out, her body pulled to it's full height, and her breasts heaving with each deep breathe she took. "Haven't you had enough for one day, Captain Roberts," she asked defiantly. Thanks to the wine, she refused to move from her place. She watched his eyes narrow on her. Opening his desk drawer without looking, he pulled a long whip from it.

Brooklyn's eyes widened as she watched William grip the handle of the whip and drop the long cord to the floor. "Come here, Brooklyn," he said, anger seeping into his voice. Fearful of the whip in his hand, she slowly did as he said. When she finally stood between his massive legs, he threatened, "Don't make me use this on you, my Lady. It would not serve any purpose to have the soft skin of your back marred by it. You gave your word not to defy me of your body so long as I had you. Do not make me make you sorry for doing so."

William smiled a triumph smile as Brooklyn closed her eyes in defeat. With the whip still in his hand, he ran both hands up under his shirt that she wore. He wanted her to feel the rough leather of the whip against her soft skin, furthering his dominance over her. Roughly, he squeezed her ass cheeks, pressing the whip handle into her. "You will do as I say, Brooklyn," he growled as he kneaded her small round ass, "or it will be the other end you will feel instead of the handle." He felt her body shake uncontrollable as tears began to fall from her eyes. "Why do you defy yourself, and me, this glorious pleasure, Brooklyn," he asked gruffly. "Is it because I scare you so badly? Or because you are ashamed of giving into the pleasure between your legs?"

"William, please," Brooklyn begged, but he was not going to back down now that he knew that it was only the shame of giving in that was driving her. His desire for her was too strong. Never had he had a woman so consume his thoughts that he longed to be back in her arms as soon as he had left them. All day long, he had thought of her as he had seen to the running of his ship. Thoughts of the passion she had given into once she had relaxed earlier in the day had stayed with him all day long. And when he had finally left her sleeping in his bed, all he wanted to do was wake her and feel that passion again.

"Do not deny me, Brooklyn," William said in an almost begging tone. "I will not beg for you, but you will not like the way I take you either." His tone changed to that of an almost growl as he said through clenched teeth, "I will have you again... and again... and AGAIN. You WILL know me more in the time that I have you than any man will EVER know you." She surprised him by looking down at him. Tears lined her eyes, causing his tone to soften as he said, "I may never let you go." He watched her breathe deeply as she closed her eyes. Her body shook as she cried.

William dropped the whip and quickly stood up, knocking Brooklyn off balance as he did and causing him to have to catch her to prevent her from falling. She gasped as his large, muscled arms encircled her bare skin, pushing the shirt up as he did. He felt her breasts against him, just below his bare chest but still above his stomach. The heat radiating from her womanhood seared through his pants and burned his skin. "Brooklyn," he groaned. In one swift move, the shirt was removed from her, leaving her completely naked. He roughly claimed her mouth with his and his hands roamed her bare back and roughly kneaded her round ass. Her womanly heat intensified and it continued to urge him on.

Brooklyn forgot all about her defiance and eagerly gave into William. The need of her body over took her and she allowed him to dominate her completely. She needed no urging in wrapping her legs around his waist when he placed his hands under her legs and pulled her body up to him. She felt her steaming womanhood brushing against his well defined stomach as he carried her to the bed. She, however, didn't notice his crushing weight laying on the top half of her as he pinned her to the bed. She had began to passionately kiss him before he had the chance to kiss her.

Brooklyn softly mewled as William kissed his way down her neck and to her painfully hardened nipples. His tongue teased each one by flicking the hardened nub before sucking them painfully, yet pleasurable, into his mouth. His large finger slipped easily in and out of her tight, wet womanhood as the palm of his hand rubbed her swollen clit. She arched her back, shoving her breast further into his mouth. Her legs spread wider, allowing him better access her womanhood. She tightly wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders, holding him next to her.

Twice, Brooklyn felt the wonderful explosion deep inside of her before William rolled away from her. She drew in deep breaths as she watched him stand and remove his pants. It was completely dark outside now and she fully stared at his hard manhood by the light of the lit lamp. She now knew why it had hurt so badly when he had first entered her and why she had hurt earlier in the day after he had had his fill of her. His shaft was long and thick and stood out proudly from his body.

William fell back into the chair by his desk and spread his long, muscular legs widely apart. He stared at his luscious Brooklyn as she laid on his bed just a few feet away. "Come here," he softly groaned. He smile with pleasure as she did as he commanded. "Kneel," he said. He again smiled as she knelt between his large legs. "Suck on me," he coaxed her. "What," she asked shyly. Loving her innocence in this matter, he gently pushed her head towards his large shaft. "Open your mouth," he whispered. Again she obeyed. He moaned as her small mouth opened wide enough to allow the tip of him in. He gently pushed her head further down, showing her what he wanted from her.

Once Brooklyn figured out what he wanted from her, William removed his hand from her head and watched through passive eyes as her head moved up and down on him. He felt her tongue gliding up along the side of him and then twirl around the head of him before going back down. Only two other woman had done this to him, both paid whores, and neither of them had pleased him like Brooklyn was right now. He didn't care that she couldn't take him fully in without gagging because the eagerness she was showing in wanting to please him meant more than anything to him. He allowed her to do this until he could take no more. He clenched both his teeth and fists and said, "I'm going to explode, my Lady, if you don't stop soon."

Brooklyn heeded William's warning and released him from her mouth. She smiled up at him and saw the very pleased look on his face. "Lay on the bed," he said with a well pleased tone, "and I will return the favor." She smiled at what he meant. She had felt his tongue on her womanhood earlier and now she would feel it again. Quickly and eagerly she moved to bed. She watched his smile widen as she obeyed his command. She lightly giggled with anticipation as he crawled onto the bed with her.

Brooklyn moaned as William's stubbled face rubbed her sensitive area. Her breathes came in deep pants as he worked his tongue on her swollen clit. "William," she gasped as he plunged his tongue deep into her. She heard him groan with pleasure as she felt herself release on his tongue. A slight pain shot from her thighs as he roughly grabbed them and pulled her closer to him. Again his tongue made her call his name.

Brooklyn panted heavily as she tried to regain her breathe. She stared into William's eyes as he hovered above her. She felt her legs being pushed wider apart as he moved into position. She waited for the same pain she had felt earlier, but moaned instead as he pushed into her. She gasped as he easily slid into her, causing her to cum almost instantly. "Brooklyn," he whispered at her ear as he pushed further in, "you are still so tight." She felt herself contracting around him, taking his full size in. "William," she panted as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Oh William." Again she felt herself explode.

William raised himself up fully with his arms and stared at Brooklyn as he pushed deeper into her. He watched her eyes roll backwards in her head as he pleased her fully. He softly kissed down her neck as he moved meticulously in her. Her periodical releases of juices told him that was truly pleased. Lowering himself to his elbows, he carefully put his full weight on his right one, he ran his left hand down her side, then hip, and finally her long sensual leg. He gripped her thigh gently and pulled it up towards him. This position allowed him to push further into her. He felt the tip of him bottoming out in her as he fully buried himself in her.

William felt Brooklyn's arms tighten around his neck as the passion he was hoping to see again over took her. Her lips brushed against his neck as she called his name over and over again. He then felt her move under him. At first he thought she was trying to get away, but then realized that she was moving in rhythm with him. She was heightening the pleasure for both of them. He smiled at the thought of how she would look riding him and then quickly rolled them over. "Ride me," he demanded through clenched teeth as pulled her long, slender legs down to the bed on either side of him. "Oh ride me, Brooklyn! Ride me!!!"

William felt Brooklyn's full weight, which felt like nothing at all to him, on his chest as she used him to steady herself. Her arms pinned her breasts together causing them to pucker out at him. He moaned at the site of her breasts directly in front of his face. She rode him for several minutes like this, bringing herself to climax several times on her own. He smiled as she moaned and bucked with pleasure, allowing her passion to guide her. He watched her as she was pleased herself on his manhood, and he wasn't even having to move to bring her this pleasure.

When Brooklyn placed her hands on the bed on either side of his neck, William took the opportunity to suckle at her breasts. This only drove her passion through the roof. The harder he sucked, the faster she moved on him. She let out an earsplitting scream that brought a few of his men running into the cabin. He smiled as she kept riding him, unaware of their intruders, as he waved his men back out. He saw his first mate suppress a chuckle as he closed the door. He rolled his eyes in relief that she hadn't noticed them.

Brooklyn felt as if she couldn't take any more and collapsed onto of William. Uncontrollable tears of pleasure rolled down her checks as he held her gently in his strong, massive arms; his kisses drying her tears. Never would she have believed that she would be finding such pleasure from this man. Sitting up just enough to look into his eyes, she begged, "I want to stay with you. Please don't take me to that man my father promised me to or ever give me away. I'll do whatever you want. I'll stay where ever you want. Here on your ship. Your home if you have one. Just please don't make me go to him and please do share me with anyone else."

Brooklyn was barely aware of William rolling them over. All she felt was his tender kisses and his slow movements in her. She savored the pleasure that this monstrous sized man gave her. She didn't want it to end. She wanted to stay in this cabin with him forever; forever in his bed and in his arms. She arched her back and then heard him let out deep, throated roar like he had given earlier that shook the cabin as he released himself in her. She felt him push harder in her a few more times before coming to rest on top of her. She gasped for several minutes as she caught her breathe.

Brooklyn rubbed the soft sandy hair on William's chest as he held the weight of his upper half off of her. His pelvis, though, continued to push heavily into her. "Do you swear," he asked as he looked into her eyes. "Swear what," she asked. He swallowed hard before saying, "That you will stay with me willingly anywhere I want you." "Yes," she replied. "And do you vow to have only me as your lover," he asked seriously. "I vow to remain faithful to you and you alone," she answered and then added, "so long as you are faithful to me."

Brooklyn watched this massive man, a pirate no less, smile as he vowed to be faithful to her and her alone. She felt his lips brush her ear as he said, "That is the closest you will get to a wedding vow from me. And as far as I am concerned, we are now married, Mrs. Brooklyn Roberts." Just as softly, her lips brushed his ear as she replied, "Then my vow will be the only wedding vow you get from me as well. And I gladly take you as my husband, Captain William Roberts."

Just then a breeze blew through the open cabin window and blew out the lamp on the table. Brooklyn felt William move from her and then pull her body tight to his. The cool breeze felt wonderful across their hot naked bodies as she fell asleep in massive arms. Had she been told only twenty-four hours ago that she would be vowing to be a pirate's wife, she would have laughed at the person telling her this. But now..., now she longed to be the best wife she could.

William fell asleep with the content feeling of knowing that he had truly dominated this strong, brave woman. She would be his forever and would be sure to make good use of her. He would remain true to the vow he gave her, but he would also pleasure her until she could stand it no longer. For the first time that he could ever remember, he looked forward to having only one woman in his bed, over and over again. But above all that, he looked forward to watching her stomach swell with HIS children. And he would make sure that by this time next year, she was either with child or nursing one.