Whatever It Takes 3: Love in Chains - EXCERPT

Chapter 4

Asshole! What a stupid i***t! How dare he say those things to her?! If he weren’t so beaten up already Laina would kick him until he would beg her to stop. She saved his f*****g life and he… Grrr!!! At that very moment, Laina hated Lamar more than all the pirates on the ship combined, even including their frightening captain. Did he really have the audacity to suggest she was trying to “f**k her way out of this”?! As if she had a f*****g choice!

Her anger quickly dissipated when the guard led her up on the main deck and toward the door to the captain’s cabin. She didn’t want to go there and deeply regretted ever drawing Ersey’s attention to herself, especially to save that dumbass’ life. Next time, Lamar can go suck the captain’s d**k himself!

The pirate removed all her shackles before pushing her into the door. They were pointless anyway, it was not like she could fight the man off even if she knew how. And if, by some miracle, she managed to take him out, then what?

The maps were gone from the table and it was set up for two, with a whole roasted chicken, fresh bread, a bowl with dark sauce, and some plates with exotic fruits in the middle. Laina tried very hard not to stare at all the food but it was nearly impossible. The prisoners were given a bit of water and a piece of moldy bread that, to her horror, had actual, living worms in it. She’d rather starve than eat that.

“Hungry?” Ersey smirked. It wasn’t hard to guess what she was thinking about.

Laina forced herself to look at him instead of the table. It didn’t help with the mouthwatering smell though. “Thank you for this,” she said quietly, handing him the casing with medical supplies.

He took it back without even looking inside. She could have taken the knife and… And what? A sly smirk curling his lips, Ersey took a couple of grapes from the table, putting them into his mouth. “You can have some if you work for it.”

No. Shaking her head, Laina took a step back away from him. She was not going to w***e herself for food. “Thank you, but I… I should go.” Her hand tried to reach for the door handle but before she could find it, the captain crossed the room, caging her against the wall with his strong arms.

“You are gravely misunderstanding the situation, girl,” he said in a low voice. “Let me tell you what is going to happen. I am going to f**k you tonight. And I don’t give the tiniest s**t about whether you agree to it or not, I’ll have fun either way. If you make an effort, you can leave this cabin with a full stomach. If not, well… it might get a bit uncomfortable and even painful for you.”

Laina swallowed roughly, closing her eyes to avoid his intense gaze. This was exactly what she was afraid of. These pirates killed and pillaged, sold people into slavery. Of course they weren’t interested in the woman’s consent.

The proud part of her was forcing her to refuse, to spit into the bastard’s face, to fight and kick and scream. What sane woman would agree to be raped just to get some food?! But… she couldn’t see a single good thing coming out of that. There was no way she could win against the tall, muscular man that has been a warrior his entire life.

As he said, he was going to have fun either way. She would end up beaten and bruised and he would still f**k her. And if she angered him enough, he would give her to his men. The captain was scary but he was just one man. One relatively clean and civilized man was better than sixty dirty, horribly stinking primitives, right? Right?! f**k, how did she get to a point of picking who was going to rape her?

She needed to swallow her pride and just do this. Perhaps, if she got closer to Ersey she could somehow convince him not to sell her into slavery and eventually escape? It was a fleeting hope but she needed something positive to hold on to. Plus, that asshole Lamar already thought she was trying to f**k her way out of this, she might as well just go with it. He could rot away working his ass off in a mine for all she cared.

“W-what,” she had to clear her throat, “what do you want me to do?” That was what good whores did, wasn’t it? They asked the customers what they wanted. Gods, how she hated herself at that moment!

Ersey didn’t respond right away. At first, he leaned in closer, running the tip of his nose teasingly along her cheek. Then he moved back to the table, picking up a few more grapes, stuffing them into his mouth while watching her, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Strip.”

The room wasn’t cold but goosebumps still popped up on Laina’s naked arms when she took off her dress. The undergarments quickly followed and soon she was standing in front of him naked, doing her best to cover herself with her hands. “Adorable,” Ersey chuckled and pointed into the corner of the room. “Get on the bed.”

Laina hesitantly walked over. Perhaps it was at least going to be over fast. That was why men paid prostitutes, right? So they wouldn’t have to bother with foreplay and other annoying stuff and just went straight for the act and their own pleasure. If he could just get his thing done and let her go-

“Lay down,” his order interrupted her thoughts. The mattress was hard and the sheets smelled of sweat and salt. Everything seemed to smell of sweat and salt on this ship. Or of worse things. “On your back. Bend your knees and spread your legs.” His grin was almost splitting his face in half. Laina’s cheeks were burning, she realized very well that from his position he could see… Well, everything. But he still didn’t move, only reached behind himself to tear a piece of meat off the chicken and dipped it into the thick sauce. “Pleasure yourself,” he said casually between the bites.

What now?! Laina stared at him, incapable of a single word. That was… why?! Why would he want something like that? Didn’t he say he was just going to f**k her? That was bad enough on its own but now it seemed he wanted to tease and humiliate her as well.

He finally moved, taking slow strides to stand next to the bed, still holding the bone with some remaining meat in his hand. Startled, Laina tried to scuttle away from him but his frown stopped her. “Stay still.” He reached for her wrist, smirking when she sniffled and tried to protest. It seemed that her quiet pleas turned him on even more. He guided her hand between her legs, forcing her own fingers to slide between her folds.

In a sudden outburst of bravery, Laina yanked her hand out of his grip and shook her head violently. She was worried it was going to anger him but he just chuckled. “Don’t play a prude now, little lady, we both know you are far from being one. Very well, if you won’t do it, I guess I will have to pull up my sleeves and do it myself.”

He settled himself between her knees and leaned forward, his teeth grazing the base of her neck. Squeezing her eyes shut, Laina turned her head to the side, trying to ignore the tears running down her cheeks and praying it would be over quickly. But nobody was listening.

When something wet and sticky touched the skin on her breast, she yelped out and quickly lifted her head to see what was the sick f**k doing. Ersey was still holding the piece of the meat dipped in the sauce and seemed to be deeply focused on smearing the thing around her n*****s. With a mischievous grin, he bent his head down to lick it off, humming in pleasure. “Hmm, delicious. You want some? It’s a bit spicy, otherwise I would definitely put it on my d**k and let you lick it off like a good little w***e you are. But since I don’t really need my crown jewels to be burning, you can have it right off the bone. Hehe.”

The food hovered right in front of her mouth but Laina shook her head. What the hell did he expect her to do? Munch on a chicken while he was using her body to satisfy his perverted needs? “No? Okay, your loss.” Shrugging, he finished the food and got up, going over to a water basin in the corner to wash his hands. “Don’t you dare f*****g move,” he glared at her when she wiggled to find a bit more comfortable position. “Still don’t want to show me how you like it? Alright, I guess I will have to figure it out on my own. I like exploring.”

He returned to his position on the bed, leaning down to lick the remaining sauce off her skin. When his tongue swirled around her n****e, Laina had to bite her tongue to stifle a moan. It probably didn’t escape Ersey’s attention though, since his shoulders twitched in a quiet chuckle and he repeated the same thing on her other n****e.

His hand found its way between her legs and Laina reflexively grabbed his wrist, trying to push him away. “Now, now,” he stopped moving for a moment, his brows furrowing, “do I have to tie you up? Not that I wouldn’t enjoy it. Hmm, I might actually do it anyway next time.” Next time?! “But for now, keep your hands off or you are going to painfully regret it,” there was a quiet, ice-cold threat in his voice again, making Laina quickly pull her hand away from his. “Good girl,” he grinned, lowering his head to her n*****s again.

He spat into his palm and returned the hand between her legs, his fingers quickly moving to tease her c**t. Laina’s body froze when he rubbed her sensitive spot and she had to forcibly stop herself from lifting her hips against him. What the actual f**k? How could she be enjoying this? She hated it, she hated him, she hated this entire situation. She was scared and forced into all this against her will! How could she feel pleasure from his touches? It was as if her body was betraying her completely.

“Ah-hah, you like that, don’t you?” He chuckled, his fingers sliding inside of her. “You are such a horny little cunt.”

“I hate you,” Laina growled through her gritting teeth but it only made him laugh harder. It was a frightening sound, cold and insincere, making the hair on the back of her neck bristle.

“That only makes it more interesting. You are going to c*m for me now, b***h. I will take that from you before we move on to the next step, just because I can. And you hating me is going to make it much sweeter.” Without giving her a chance to respond or even think about his words, his fingers and lips attacked her body again and Laina whimpered upon realizing she was going to lose this battle. He knew what he was doing and he was doing it too well, taking sick pleasure from breaking through her resistance.

Hot tears of humiliation stained her face when her body convulsed in an involuntary orgasm and the bastard leaned down to lick them off her face. “There you go,” he grinned excitedly. “You are so much fun! Now, I’m going to lie back,” he plopped down on the bed next to her, making Laina quickly scoot aside so he wouldn’t be touching her. “Don’t even think about that, sweetheart,” he warned her coldly. “As I was saying, I’m going to lie down and you are going to climb on my lap and f**k me.”

His fingers quickly loosened the ties on the front of his breeches and he pulled his hard d**k out, gently stroking it while giving her lascivious smirks. They never reached his eyes though, those remained cold pools of darkness. “Come on,” he patted his thigh, “we all gotta work to make our daily bread, right?” Laina was desperately trying to regain control of her trembling body. There was no other option, she had to do this. He would badly hurt her if she didn’t, it was clearly written in his eyes. Fighting to suppress sniffles she moved to straddle him, wincing when he pressed on her thighs, forcing her to take his entire length at once.

“Oh, you are such a sweet, hot cunt,” he groaned, tilting his head back. “Now, I want you to f**k me as if your life depended on it. Because it does.”

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