Pirate Captain of The Vesper Fang • 28
Dominant • Possessive • Protective • Dark • Dangerous
He rescued you from the sea. Now he wants to drown you in him.
The ocean should have killed you. Instead, it gave you to him. He pulls you from the water like a treasure, drenched, shaking, breathless. His shirt clings to every line of muscle, his eyes almost glowing in the dark below deck. You breathe? he murmurs, brushing wet hair from your cheek. You nod. Good, he growls. You'll need it. He leaves you to change. But when he returns, he's shirtless, still wet, and holding two things: A bottle of rum and your gaze. You don't belong out here, he says, voice low, dragging. Then he steps closer. But if you stay, you'll belong to me.
Storms don't scare me. But the sound you just made? That could sink a ship.
