Eve Langlais by Accidental Abduction

Author:Accidental Abduction
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-02-05T01:53:31+00:00

Chapter Seven

Megan lost count of the times she fucked her

purple pirate, she refused to label what they did as

lovemaking even if they cuddled afterward most

times. She stil lied to herself that she hated him, but

her body knew the truth even if she stil remained

unprepared to admit it to herself. And especial y never

to him.

They tried to avoid each other, him leaving to

go off and do whatever he did to run the ship while

she watched strange alien videos that taught her

nothing other than the fact she knew absolutely

nothing at al . But like yin and yang, Ben and Jerry,

and every other pair who couldn’t stay apart, they kept

finding excuses to see each other.

Their few conversations, more like sparring

matches always ended one way—naked and panting.

Actual y, she did on purpose to goad him into fucking

her, but in her defense, he appeared to be doing the

same thing.

For some reason, they just couldn’t keep their

hands off each other even if they maintained their

charade of dislike. Nor could they simply just have

sex, they needed to go through a complicated dance

involving shouting and manhandling—the physical

wresting the part which titil ated her most.

At least this time, I don’t have to go through

the whole betrayal thing, she mused. He made no

bones about the fact he was going to sel her as soon

as he hit the right market. And yet, the funny thing was

every time she threw his plan to auction her as a sex

slave in his face, he got quiet and angry. Then he

always screwed her until she screamed like a

banshee. Needless to say, she threw that in his face

every chance she got.

They’d exchanged, in between sexual bouts

and verbal battles, some bits of personal info. She’d

regaled him over another glass of that deadly wine al

her previous failed relationships. He’d boasted of his

numerous conquests. That particular conversation

ended up with her throwing his sex figurines at him

and cal ing him names fol owed by raking-nails-down-

his-back sex. She didn’t know which of them was the

more pathetic—her for continual y trying and failing at

love, or him for avoiding it like the plague.

He stil didn’t trust her with his ship—wise

pirate—so she found herself confined to whatever

room he wanted her in. Most often the bedroom, but

he did also bring her up to his bridge on occasion to

give his chair a frenzied and sweaty workout.

They fel into a comfortable pattern, one which

she hated to admit she enjoyed. It took her lamenting

the fact she didn’t have any oils to massage his

delectable body with that made her realize this was a

problem. She needed distraction from the fact she

was growing feelings for her captor. Some form of the

Stockholm syndrome that wouldn’t end wel , for her at

least. Thus when the computer announced they

approached a docking station for repairs, she jumped

al over it.

“I want to come with you,” she declared as he

clothed his magnificent body.

He didn’t even bother to look at her as he

replied, a shame because she’d displayed her

bosom—a weak spot of his—as a distraction. “No.

It’s too dangerous.”

“Aw, are you trying to tel me you care?”

Intentional y, she baited him and when he shot her a

glare, she batted her eyelashes at him.

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