Black sea, black hearts (Open to one male)

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Pirates. The word has been whispered around the globe, even to the newfound countries founded by England itself. It strikes fear into the heart of even the roughest of sailors. The men that title themselves as such are looked upon as no more as cut-throated back stabbing thieves, interested in nothing much other then the thrill of the sins of flesh and greed. They are looked down upon, even by the lowest of scum and drunkards that cling to England’s underbelly. The only people who really benefit from such people are the prostitutes themselves.

Numerous ships have been taken under the sea by the guns and cannons of the government ships. Though one has managed to escape all efforts to be submersed. The Black Dawn. This ship is run by one of the most ruthless men to ever have taken to the seven seas. None know of his name, save for the unfortunate ones that have met their demise at the end of his blade. It is said that he rarely ever takes to land, and when he does, he leaves a scar. England is at his knees, with only the empty hope for his mercy to live by.

Despite the legends and bloodshed, thousands are flocking over the ocean to the new land, promises of wealth and a new life free of the government and churches of England fueling even the most timid of men and women. The Barracuda is one of the fastest ships spawned from the craftsmen of England. Its second to that of the Black Dawn. Riza found herself on this ship. She was a young girl, only about nineteen years of age. Her family made their way to the new land already, she was the last to venture over.

The legends of the Black Dawn and its captain have reached her ears for quite some time, though she cursed herself for being so timid about such a thing, she found herself shaking as she watched the waves crashing their way onto the way to the shore. Land was no longer visible, meaning that there was no turning back now.

The salty sea air was licking at her hair, the long raven black strands dancing across the misty fog that had settled over the ship just as they left port. Her dress matched her hair, black, though crimson red flowers of oriental design laced the silken fabric of her corset. It showed of the young woman’s rather ample breasts and trim little waist well.

Riza was, at first glance, no different from the others around her. She possessed the pail English flesh and stature, though at a closer glance, one would find that her features were mixed with the Asian flair. Riza’s mother was from Asia, and her father wed her. Riza, and her mother’s presence in England was one of either disgust or rarity.

Riza’s dark eyes watched as the fog closed in about them. She was perched at the front of the ship, the name for what it was had left her for the moment, for now, she was captivated by the beauty of the sea around her, its salty spray filling her senses. Every now and again, she would look down. There was quite a fall from where she was to the surface of the water, and every now and again, she would scoot back a little farther away from the edge, though only to return once more.

The stories she had heard of the Black Dawn also filled her mind. There really was no chance for such a thing to happen as to have the Barracuda fall under to the hellish captain and his cru…would there?
 
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Captain Roland Diamond was a tall muscular man at 6’5 and 210 lb. His jet black hair, felled down to his shoulders in ringlets, and the gently breeze was blowing it around his face like a fan. His deadly Rapier hung from his shoulder by a wide black leather belt, studded with diamonds and rubies.

He stood at the bow of the Back Dawn looking at the white sails in the distance. Thou it was hard to see its colors from that distance. He knew she had to be an English ship, and by the numbers of sails, she had to be a big and fast ship.

Judging by the course she was sailing they should be close enough to see her colors, and after being at sea for more than a month now, the sight of the ship was a welcome sight. The needed supplies and he didn’t like to go on shore when he could get all he needed from another ship.

His men were getting a little restless as they all yearned for a woman including him self. It was dawn and he figured that she would cross Black Dawn by late afternoon. That would give his men time to get everything ready to board her. He told his first mate James, to raise the same flag she flied as soon as he spotted it.
 
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Riza let a long soft sigh pass her lips, her eyes closing as she pressed herself against the wind that whipped across the deck of the ship. Her long black tresses fanned out behind her, along with the skirts of her dress. Every now and again, she had to fix where she was sitting. Riza had never been the most lady like of women, she often did not care how she came across in appearance. The only reason she had put herself in a dress was because it belonged to her mother, and though she was not a superstitious girl, Riza thought it would bring luck to her trip.

Slowly, Riza’s body sank onto the railing, her eyes drooping shut slowly. It had been a rather long night, she hadn’t slept much at all, and it being so early in the morning, she figured that rations wouldn’t be taken for another few hours. Thus, she slept.


It was only when the shouts of the first mate reached her ears did she open her eyes with a start. The first thing she saw, was another ship, flying their colors. Her light blue eyes blinked quickly. The other ship was on their heels…why on earth would the English be giving chase to their own ship?

It was too far away to make out anyone aboard, but Riza couldn’t help but feel uneasy. True, it might just be a coincidence, maybe they had been returning from the new land, maybe they were re-supplying the ship. Either way, Riza was uneasy. She shifted gently where she sat, her long black dress licking at the wind. It was strange. It was near mid afternoon, and still, a fog settled thickly in the air.

She heard others talking about it, and the mysterious ship as well. She was almost thankful to hear that others had made assumptions about it as well, to know that she wasn’t the only one bracing herself for the worst. Her fears took control when the captain shouted to fall back, and let the captain of the other ship come aloft, to see what his arrangements and reason for trailing them were.

Anchor was placed into the frothing waters, disappearing into the black depths. Riza’s heart…she could hear its beats ringing in her ears. The ship was close enough to see the faces of the cru aboard. At the front of the ship, stood what Riza assumed to be the captain. He struck curiosity, fear, and an alluring domineering air seemed to occupy the air about him. Riza couldn’t separate her eyes from his form.
 
Captain Roland Stood by the helmsmen making sure he kept the Black Sawn parallel to the Barracuda. He didn’t want to sink it to the bottom of the ocean if he could help it. He had the man power to over take any of the ships sailing the open ocean.

All his men were dressed like all the English sailors, and most were clean shaved. All others wearing beards were neatly trimmed to make them look like all English sailors and not the pirated they all were.

The name Black Sawn was covered with the name “The Bristol” hailing from Bristol. With the Black Sawn flying the English colors, it made it much easier to board the Barracuda with out blood shad. He didn’t want to risk sinking the ship.

They threw the hooks as the two ships came close enough than both dropped anchor, but just a few men followed Roland across the plank, the others were well hidden from view.

All his men had their order to board the Barracuda once the Captain had gone down below to the Captain of the Barracuda cabin. Once aboard the Barracuda Roland scanned all the women that were gathered to see the other ship.

Roland got a glimpse of a beauty that looked slightly Asian and smiled, as she was wearing a black dress and she had long black tresses, gently blowing by the ocean breeze. To make the picture complete, she should be wearing black leather pants, he thought to him self.

He raised his hand as he went below, and as soon he was out of sight, his men began to board the Barracuda and within a short time they over took all the hands and took control of the Barracuda.

“Captain” he said to the Barracuda Captain. “Permit me to introduce my self. I am the Captain of the Black Sawn and I am here to take all that need from your ship. He went for his sword but Roland was much faster and the point of his rapier was at Captains throat.
 
Riza’s eyes moved with the figure of the dark shrouded captain as he made his way across the deck of the Barracuda. A few times, she even thought that his gaze had found her form, and with that look, came her light blush. She blinked, her gaze only holding his for a moment before she was forced to look away, the domineering air that this man gave off choking her from all contact with the man.

He dove below deck, and with his disappearance, all hell broke lose.

As soon as the black locks of his head had disappeared into the depths of the ship, dozens of men crossed over the long lines that connected the two ships. Screams of women and children could be heard, along with the sound of gunshots and clashing swords. Riza’s eyes went wide as she dove behind the barrels that she had been sitting on. Screams and cries could be heard, shouts of agony sounded out in the fog as man after man was struck down. Riza dare not look though, for fear of losing her own life.

Suddenly, the sounds of another entered her ears.

“Looks like we missed one hm?” Came the soft voice, though it sent chills of fear down Riza’s spine. She stayed where she was, hoping that the man was talking to someone else. The answer to that came sooner then Riza would have liked as a rough hand descended on her neck. “Now what on earth were you doing hiding back there huh?”

Riza’s nails dug into the man’s wrist as he forced her to stand. Her body squirmed, trying almost desperately to claw her way out of the man’s grasp. He let his eyes wander over her form, a rather smug smirk coming across his lips. He was rather rough looking, even though, he couldn’t have been more then ten years her senior. His grip loosened a bit as she drew blood, a soft wince echoing throughout his flesh. With this break and show of weakness, Riza took off.

She really didn’t know where she was running to, she could hardly swim, so even though the thoughts of jumping deck Still, by the look on that man’s face, dieing this way was a much more humane thing then what he apparently had in store for her.

Her hopes of such things though vanished as his arm wrapped around her waist and forced her to the wall of the bow of the ship. She squirmed and screamed as she tried to get away, her hands connecting with his face and chest more then once. Her eyes were wide as she stared up to him, her arms held above her by one of his own, as his other hand was left to roam about her chest. She blushed a bright red, and looked away, the feeling of the first few inches of her finely fitted corset coming lose.

She could feel his breath on her flesh as he ventured to lower his head, her form shrunk against the wooden wall, praying that he would let her be, that, or that this would go by quickly.
 
Roland made a deal with the Barracuda Captain, his and some of his passengers lives for the provisions he need. Roland also demanded that his men could have their ways with all the women on board his ship. The man didn’t really have much choice but agreeing with the deal.

Roland was coming back on deck with the Barracuda captain when saw the girl being grabbed by one of his men. He pulled his gun and shot his man through the head, scaring the hell out the poor girl that had managed to slip down away from him.

“Now hear this you good for nothing pieces of trash.” Every single man stood still without even breathing. “When I give an order I want it obeyed to the letter. If you don’t, you saw what will happen to you.” He Looked at the girl for a moment and recognized her from before.

“Let me remind you what my orders were. My orders were that none of the women were to be molested.” He called his first mate James. Yes Captain. See to it that the man take aboard the Black Sawn all the provisions that the good Captain and I have mark it with a black cross.

There are ten women aboard here, and they have agreed to pleasures every one of you, provide that you treat them like women, and not like one of those whores you’ve known, after you have loaded every think on the Black sawn. The girl was looking at him and he waved her over.

“What is your name” he asked her when she stood in front of him.
 
As the man’s lips descended on her breast, a gunshot was heard, and all fell silent. Riza, at first expected it to come from the man’s gun, though it was only when she opened her eyes did she see him slump forward and then slink to the floor at her feet. Her eyes went wide, and instantly she moved away, her fingers moving to close her corset as best she could.

“Now hear this you good for nothing pieces of trash.”

The voice…That was the direction that the gunshot had come from. Almost reluctantly, Riza turned around, her form clutching her corset almost desperately to her chest. That man…she had seen him before. He was the captain of the Black Dawn…yes…she was sure that was him. She had seen his face on wanted posters that had been posted up by the Navy. She was surprised she hadn’t connected the face before this.

“When I give an order I want it obeyed to the letter. If you don’t, you saw what will happen to you.”


His eyes then fell on her. The wind whipped her hair about her shoulders, covering her chest. Still though, she made her fingers stay where they were, keeping the corset closed tightly about her breasts. She figured she looked awfully strange, standing there before him in such a way. She stayed frozen where she was though, not daring to move.

The man called his first mate up, who continued to recite just what his masters orders were. The women on the ship were to give themselves willingly…? Riza blushed a bright red. Given willingly, and to the cru at that. Riza decided right then that she would rather jump into the clutches of the black sea before that would happen. For if they would treat them like that man had, then it was worse then how they would treat the whores that they apparently were used to.


“What is your name”

This was when she noticed that she was staring at him. Her eyes blinked open as she looked to his eyes. Those cold dark orbs seemed to stare right through her. “Riza…” She said in a quiet, shaking tone. “My….my name is Riza…” She repeated again, not even sure if the first reply was actually audible.
 
Roland looked at the girl much closer now. She had very beautiful features and she was of mixed blood, and with her dark eyes and black hair, one of her parents must have been Asian. With her corset half undine one could see quite a bit of her voluptuous breasts.

Roland walked around her and stopped in front of her once again. She was definitely worth for him to take her aboard his ship. She would make a wonderful bed mate during the many days and nights they sailed the oceans.

“Riza” he said softly almost to him self. “All the women on this ship have agreed to pleasure my men before we sail away, and I am letting every one of you go without any harm. I have promised that the women will be treated with respect. You have seen what happens when they disobey my orders.”

He reached over and lifted her face up so she could look at him.

Riza I will give two choices, the first you can join the rest of the women, and the second to go aboard my ship and be treated like the Captain’s mate. Do you know what that means?”
 
Riza let her eyes rest on the deck of the ship as he stared at her. She found that she could barley hold is gaze. It was so intense and domineering…She wondered how she would get through these few moments. She could feel his eyes boring into her flesh, summing her up like one would a fine piece of jewelry or cut of meat. It was something Riza detested.

Her thoughts though, were interrupted when his hand slowly cupped her chin, lifting her head to look up to his. She blinked, blushing a deep red as her eyes were bid to stare up to his. She swore, she could have lost herself in those dark orbs of his, and she would have, had his voice not broken her gaze and thoughts.

“Riza I will give two choices, the first you can join the rest of the women, and the second to go aboard my ship and be treated like the Captain’s mate. Do you know what that means?”

It took a while for Riza to really grasp what he was saying. In the daze that she was in, all emotions mixing within her, all her fears being awoken…it all was a bit much for the girl. “No…” She said quietly, blinking a few times. “What…what exactly does that entitle sir…?” She asked softly.

The feeling of his hand gently stroking her cheek gave her a somewhat comforting feeling. She wished to embrace it, but was reminded that he was a man who by the standards of modern England, had no morals, no sense of pride for the country itself, and to which, was an enemy. Riza didn’t know what being the ‘captains mate’ entitled her to. In a way, she didn’t know if she wanted to find that out at all.

(Sorry, it’s a tad short, writers block sucks)
 
Even thou Roland gave Riza two choices, he was not sure if he would let his men have her, even if she chose not to go with him. She was to pretty and he had been attracted to her from the first glance of her.

Riza was obviously thinking and she was probably scared of him and to go away with him. Roland was hoping he didn’t have to make the choice for her, and it would be much easier if she actually chose to go with him.

“No…” She said quietly, blinking a few times. “What…what exactly does that entitle sir…?”

He smiled at her and stroked her cheek softly.

“Riza I am well aware the reputations I have, but believe me, not many are true, I prefer to make deals even thou most deal are to my benefit. I just made a deal that all the women aboard this ship, and than they are free to sail away.

What means to you if you come on my ship, means that you are like a queen to them as the Captain’s mate or woman if you like. You will live an exciting life being on a Pirate ship, but also you never want for anything and have the best of everything.

Roland caught the eyes of his first mate that everything was loaded and the men are now waiting. Roland called him over. He told him that the men were to remain on the Barracuda till the last men was done with the woman.

He turned back and looked at Riza. “Did you understand all that Riza?”
 
“Riza I am well aware the reputations I have, but believe me, not many are true, I prefer to make deals even thou most deal are to my benefit. I just made a deal that all the women aboard this ship, and than they are free to sail away.

Riza nodded lightly to this. She was about to answer, when he suddenly continued, her speach cut off abruptly.

What means to you if you come on my ship, means that you are like a queen to them as the Captain’s mate or woman if you like. You will live an exciting life being on a Pirate ship, but also you never want for anything and have the best of everything."

Riza's mind wandered to if she would go with him. The choice was quite an alluring one, something that Riza wasn't sure she would pass up. But the thought of her family, waiting her safe return. Her brothers and sisters, and her father and mother. She didn't know which to choose.

"If I come with you...' She said hesitantly, her eyes blinking slowly as she stared up to him, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. "Will...will you let me go...if I decide that this isn't what I want...?" She asked in a sheepish way, her eyes wide as she stared up to him. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. For moments seemed like hours, and minutes seemed like days.

He said nothing, but the two of them simply stood there, staring at one another, a light breeze whipping Riza's hair behind her, and the same gently caressing his silken tresses along his visage. Oh yes, this decision was extremly alluring.
 
He could see Riza was have a difficult time deciding what to do. He had the feeling she wanted to go, she just wasn’t to sure if it was a goo idea maybe. Ronald saw some of his men take the hands of the women walked went below deck with them. They still had lots if time and he didn’t try to rush Riza.

"If I come with you...' She said hesitantly, her eyes blinking slowly as she stared up to him, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. "Will...will you let me go...if I decide that this isn't what I want...?"

“Riza I saw the register and you are sailing on this ship alone, and that tells me that you are either running away to the new world, or that you have no one back in England. Riza I promise that when that time comes, we will talk but I am almost sure that you won’t want to leave.”

He looked into her dark eyes and held her chin in his hand. I promise you will not regret sailing away with me” he whispered to her.
 
“Riza I saw the register and you are sailing on this ship alone, and that tells me that you are either running away to the new world, or that you have no one back in England. Riza I promise that when that time comes, we will talk but I am almost sure that you won’t want to leave.”

Riza was about to protest, her lips already parted in her disagreement. She was cut off though, by his next string of words. These were but a whisper, spoken in a way that made her simply tremble with something along the lines of excitement. She smiled up to him, blushing still. She was reassured that she would be alright, for if he had no intentions of letting her go if she so desired, then she was almost certain that he wouldn’t have said anything.

“That’s alright…” She said quietly, smiling a bit still. “I will come with you if that is what you wish, but I am holding your word to the dot sir…” She said softly, that innocently playful smile still lacing her lips. “And sir…?” She said once more, gently pressing into his hand once more. “My family is over in the new country…it is why I was leaving England…”
 
“I will come with you if that is what you wish, but I am holding your word to the dot sir”
Roland was glad that he didn’t have to have his men drag her aboard the Black Swan. Thou he didn’t lie to her, he didn’t think he would ever let her go, not if she turned out to be what he was looking for. He had been looking to find a woman that shared the love of piracy.

Riza thou didn’t look like one that would be a pirate, he had seen many like her, they that took that life with a passion because they loved the man they were with. He would make sure she would never want to leave him.

“And sir…?” She added after a moment. “My family is over in the new country…it is why I was leaving England…” He smiled and caressed her cheek.

“Let’s get you on board the Black Swan Riza so you can get settled in,” and took he by the hand and helped her walk across the plank on board his ship.
Most men were already on board and by the look on their faces they had a wonderful time. James his first mate was the last to come on board, and soon the Black swan was sailing fast across the ocean.
 
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“Let’s get you on board the Black Swan Riza so you can get settled in,”

His voice was soft and gentle, something Riza found comforting in a way, it made it easier to trust the man. Gently, she felt his hand move from her cheek, to her own hand, grasping it gently as he pulled her along. There was a smile on his face, one Riza saw on most of the other men's faces as well.

Riza gladly took his hand, following him, though she couldn't help but be a tad weary. She enjoyed the fact that he was being so pleasant, that he was as understanding as he had been. She was sure though, that had he really wanted her as he said he did, he wouldn't have thought twice about having her drug onto the Black Dawn.

She noticed though, that she would be the only woman on the ship. It was strange, being in a place like this, it made her somewhat uneasy, though the captain she was sure, would let no harm come to her.
 
Roland was glad he didn’t have to carry her on board, and if he did, it would take allot longer to have her accept him on her own. He let his mate carry on and he took Riza down below to his cabin. The cabin was large and had a larger bed across the back of the ship, and they could look at the ocean as they lay on it.

“I think you should change your clothes Riza, and from now on when you leave this cabin you wear these clothes.” He opened a door and inside there were dresses and black leather clothes.

“I’m sure some of these will fit you very nicely. Please remove all your clothes and I like you to try them on.” He saw the hesitation as she look at him, and he had to make her understand that she was here to be his mate. He walked up to her.

He took her face in his two hands and held it gently. “Riza you know why you are here, it is best if you start getting used to me seeing you naked. Nothing is going to happen and I like to see how you look wearing the same clothes as I do. I think you will look stunning in them, like real woman Pirate.”
 
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Riza smiled a bit as he took her in his hands. "You speak to me as if I were a child." She said with a soft blush lacing her cheeks. "I will do what you say, but you turn around, I'll tell you when I'm done..." Gently, she pulled away, her form moving over to the closet. She assumed that he would be a gentleman about it and do as she wished, though she wasn't too sure.

Slowly, her fingertips unlaced the first inch or so of her corset, letting it fall to the floor to her side. She took a deep breath, the cold air hitting her now expesed skin. It was strange, and almost awkward in a way. Slowly, she leaned into the closet, looking through the pants and shirts that lay hanging inside. She picked out a pair of leather pants, and a shirt she was sure would be rather lose hanging. She didn't mind though, the corset that had adorned her waist had been much too confined.

Slowly, her skirts fell away with her corset, and her fingertips went to let her waist long hair drape down around her slender form. The ends of her hair fell nearly below her waist. It felt nice though, having a bit of coverage between her flesh and his eyes.
 
He could do nothing but smile at her. She did have a point. He was addressing her almost as if she a child, even thou she barely was much more than a child. But he did do as she asked and turned his back to her. He wanted to humor and he never turned around to look at her.

Riza seam to take allot of time but he smiled, knowing how long it took women to make up their mind on what to wear. He could hear she was going through the clothes in the closet, He hoped they did fit her nice and snug like they were meant to fit.

Roland was getting edgy as he wanted to see how she looked dressed like him.

“What’s taking you so long to put on a pair of leather pants and a shirt?” he asked and turned his head slightly but not to look at her.

His eyes caught her reflection in the mirror and eyes opened very wide, thou he could only see her back that was covered by her long hair, he could tell she had a beautiful body, and he was sure she would look stunning dressed like him. He turned his head back around and waited.
 
"Its alright you can turn around." Riza said quietly, her fingertips gently unbuttoning the shirt from the wooden hanger it had rested upon. She smiled a bit, her form then bending over to get the leather pants that she had set on the floor. She wasn't sure weather he had looked or not, for she hadn't looked back at him. "I'm sorry its taking so long, I just thought you would want to see me in something rather flatering, the way you're talking about it and whatnot." She sighed softly, holding the shirt up to her torso, looking into the mirror.

She slid it on, leaving that be the only thing she had adorning her flesh for now. She turned to look at him, blushing a bit. "After all, I'd rather have you seeing me like this rather then the rest of the crew...And besides, if I am to be your mate as you put it...I'd assume that changing isn't the only time you'll be wanting to see me like this huh..?" She cooed. She still wore a rather innocent smile about her lips. The rosey, maidenly blush that laced her cheeks gave her a rather innocent appearence as well.

She knew it was rather childish to be blushing in such a way, but this was all very new to her. She didn't think that she would be so open with this man, but here she was, standing near nude before him.
 
Roland turned to look when she told him to, but she was not quite dressed yet thou he couldn’t see much of her flesh. She was wearing just the shirt and it barely covered her lovely ass. He thought the shirt looked great showing a hint of her delicious breasts, and her legs looked long and perfect. She would look exactly how he saw it once she put the leather pants and black high boots.

He walked up to her and pulled her face to his and kissed her lips lightly. “You look great Riza, and once you put on the black leather pants you’ll look stunning. But there is no hurry for that is there”

He pulled her against him and kissed her softly but long, as he ran his hands down her back and caressed her bare ass.
 
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She felt his arms wrap around her waist, and a moment later, she felt his form pressing to her own, his arms pulling her close into his embrace. Her hands met his chest as her eyes travled up to look into his, though just as she did, the feeling of his lips on her own made her back arch and her eyes close tightly.

It was a soft kiss, something that Riza didn't think he would be accustomed to, though apparently she was wrong. His flesh on her own, his touch, it was all so carful and gentle. It was the caress of a lover, and she had only just met him.

She could feel her body trembling against his own. Even as his lips seperated from her own, her lips parted, gasping softly. She felt a bit awkward to say the least, having this little clothes on, and being this near to him. The maidenly blush that laced her cheeks made that all too aparent. "No.." She said quietly, finally answering his question. "No I suppose there is no hurry at all..." She cooed, her eyes blinking a few times as she stared up to him.
 
Roland caressed her bare ass cheeks as he pulls her hips tightly into his. He kissed her once again and this time deeply and ran his tongue between her lips. Whether she was about to say something or to kiss him back, when her mouth opened, he slid his tongue into her mouth to meet her tongue.

With out breaking the kiss, he picked her up and carried her to his bed, and laid her down on it. He unbuttons the shirt and kissed her delicious breasts. Riza moaned very softly when he licked her nipple that the other, that rolled then with his tongue before kissing her mouth again passionately.

Roland never thought of asking her if she had even been with man, but it came to his mind as he kissed her. He had to find out and he began to kiss her once again softly and the neck, than her breasts and again Riza moaned when he gently sucked her nipples. He body was a little tense, and under the circumstances it was expected.

Roland decided it was enough for the moment, and it would be better to give her a little to get used to him.

“I think it’s time you finish dressing now Riza, than we will go up on deck so that my men see you as my mate.”
 
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