Damned (29 page)

“Me.” I whisper.

“Now, not only does he want you for leverage, he wants you for your gifts. The game just got a whole lot harder.”

“Oh.”

“That’s basically it.”

“And…where is the inscription?”

He grins. “You haven't noticed?”

I blink. “No.”

“It’s…on my...you know.”

I giggle unexpectedly. “It is not.”

“You haven't paid enough attention to notice, it is underneath…”

“You’re lying.”

“Have you looked?” He has a daring sparkle in his eyes now.

“I have seen your…parts.”

“Not up close.”

“I…you’re just trying to get laid.”

He laughs. “No, not after last night.”

“Show me.”

Now he looks like he might blush?

“No.”

“Aw, come on Watt
s. Whip it out.”

“No.”

I move, realizing I feel better already and so I leap on him. He laughs and falls back onto the bed, I straddle him and yank at his pants.

“Stop it.” He roars with laughter.

“Show me.”

He tickles me, sending me rolling off in laughter and so the battle begins. We roll, tickling and laughing until we fall beside each other panting.

“You know, I am going to look when you are asleep.”

“I won’t take my pants off then, I will feel you.”

“Asshole.”

“Am not.”

I roll, running my fingers over the tattoo’s on his under arms while his hands are behind his head. I notice some scars on his sides, almost like deep scratch marks. How have I never noticed these before? They are pale and faded so I suppose I would not have noticed unless I got close enough. He notices me looking and yanks his arms down.

“What happened?”

“Nothing.”

“Why have you got nasty scars like that?”

“It’s none of your fucking business, I gotta go do something.”

His voice has changed from playful to icy, which tells me not to push it. He gets up, dresses himself and storms out the door, slamming it loudly. I know one thing; Jax has a secret, a big one. Nobody reacts like that for nothing. I choose not to argue the issue now, because clearly it hurts. A lot.

I make my way back to my room where I hide for a few hours, then decide to go and see where everybody has gone. The ship is extremely quiet. When I enter the dining room, Jax turns and the entire crew stand, looking at me. I suddenly feel very nervous, scared and damn sure they are about to drop a bombshell on me.

“I didn’t…do anything.” I say in a panicky voice.

“No, you didn’t. Jade, come in here.” Jax orders, his voice is still raw, but he is trying to hide it.

“Why?”

“Just come in lass.” Rusty encourages.

“Are you going to shoot me or something?”

He laughs. “Come on love.”

I step in, and Jax takes my hand, firmly. He yanks me next to him, and before I can protest he shoves a wad of papers in my free hand.

“What?”

“Read it.”

I open it and gaze at the words in front of me. “This is a contract, for Lilyahna Jade Casteah, to become apart of the crew, Captained by Jax Watts. To become apart of this crew, you must honour the agreement, bind it with your blood and ink your skin with the mark of a pirate. You will never betray, lie or cheat your crew. You will stay loyal and faithful to them, if you do not the only sentence is death.  If you agree, and sign yourself to this crew, you will become apart of their brotherhood forever. Always protected and cared for.”

I whimper, putting my hand over my mouth. They are welcoming me into their crew, to become a pirate. He wants me to stay, they want me to stay. I stare up at Jax; tears roll down my cheeks. The emotions I feel at that moment are higher than anything I have ever felt in my life. I open my mouth, and a cry comes out, a cry of happiness and love. I am being welcomed into a family, to people who wanted me.

“Are you ok kid?” Jax asks gently.

“Y-y-you want me in your family?”

“We do.”

I leap into his arms, throwing my arms around his neck. “Nothing you could have ever done, would ever mean more than this to me.”

He leans me back, staring directly into my eyes. “If you accept, it’s for life. You’re a pirate forever.”

I nod. “I accept.”

The crew cheer and Jax pulls out a pen. I sign the paper and then he pulls out his knife. He slices his hand, then grasps mine.

“Sorry kid, we all have to do it.”

He only makes a knick in my hand; I wince but don’t cry or carry on. He reaches his bloody hand out to mine and I take it, binding our blood. Everybody cheers louder.

“At this moment, Lilyahna Jade Casteah you are officially a pirate. You will run with our crew and never betray us or join another. Do you declare your loyalty to us?”

“I do.” I whisper.

“Then baby girl, you are a pirate.”

Everybody cheers louder and Jax lets go of my hand. “Ready for some ink?”

I smile nervously. “I think so….”

He slides off his shirt and wraps it around my hand, then leads me to the table, on it sits a prepared ink gun. I sit down, and the crew gather around.

“Where do you want it baby?”

“Here.” I say, in a husky voice I hope nobody takes notice of.

I stand and reveal my hip; Jax stares for a long moment before grasping my legs and sliding the chair closer to me. I can feel his breath on my skin. At the first touch of the needle, I grit my teeth. After a few strokes, it no longer bothers me. Jax works away silently, with such perfect precision.

“You know how to tattoo?” I ask finally; the crew are still standing and watching.

“I have done them all mate.”

“You’re very talented.”

He glances up at me and winks, before focusing his attention back on my hip. He inks and wipes, over and over. I haven't even asked what the mark is, luckily I have put it somewhere it can be hidden. With one last wipe he admires it and then tells me it is done.  I glance down at the tattoo on my hip; it is a capital P which I know stands for Pirate. He has put the P in a banner, surrounding a heart.

“Wow Jax…it’s beautiful.”

He gives me that deadly half smile and stands. “Someone get our new member a drink!”

Everyone cheers and I am handed about five glasses of rum. Picking just one, I settle onto the comfy couch in the corner with Jack and Sam. Jax is busy chatting with Rusty;they are deep in conversation so I focus on the two sitting beside me.

“How do you feel honey?” Sam asks.

“I feel overwhelmed.” I admit, biting my lip.

“Aw, you’re beautiful come here.” She pulls me into her arms and holds me tightly.

“You’re one of us now sweetheart.” Jack smiles, squeezing my hand.

“I couldn’t have prayed for anything more.”

“You’re face when you came in, you looked totally guilty.” Sam laughs.

I nudge her playfully. “Jax and I had just had a misunderstanding. I asked about the scars on his arm, and he got awful mad, I thought he was about to kick me off.”

When nobody answers, I look at them and their faces have fallen still.

“What?”

“You asked about his scars? What did he say?” Jack enquires quietly.

“He said it was none of my fucking business.”

“Leave it that way Jade, don’t ask him again. You shouldn’t have asked in the first place.”

“Okaaaay,” I snap throwing my hands up angrily. “It’s not like I knew.”

“Jade we aren’t trying to be nasty.” Jack says gently.

“Whatever.” I snap, standing and tossing my drink on the table.

I walk out of the room and huffily into mine. They make me feel like such an idiot sometimes. I didn’t know there was an almighty secret surrounding those scars. It wasn’t my fault. I sit on my bed pouting when there is a knock on the door. Sam walks in with a small paper bag in her hand.

“Listen, I am sorry honey. We are all just majorly touchy about Jax and his…secret. It is not your fault. Will you forgive me?”

I sigh. “Sure.”

“I have something for you.”

“You do?”

She blushes. “All us girls get one. It’s kind of like…I don’t know, our thing.”

“Your thing, what is it?”

She hands the bag to me, and I open it and gasp. Oh my god. It is a dildo. I bush furiously.

“W-w-w-w-what?”

She laughs nervously. “Well, we kind of made this little girls tradition when we all got on the ship. It helps with the long months. Jax was not always…sorry you don’t need to hear that. Anyway, Jax gets moody and…it helps.”

I burst out into a fit of giggles. “You gave me a dildo!”

She laughs with me, and we fall into a heap of giggles. She stands and hugs me. “Enjoy.”

“Err, thanks.”

She leaves the room, and I shove the little brown paper bag away. I don’t need that. Curiosity will not get the better of me. It will not. I sit on my bed, fumbling with my new phone, my fingers, but I cant help it. I pick up the bag. I pull out the packet and glance at the oddly shaped plastic pink device. It has a dolphin looking thing soaring off it. What is that for? I open the packet and pull it out. It is firm and rubbery. Thank god it is not very big, I have seen some of those things.

I press a button and the dolphin jumps to life. I throw the dildo across the room. What the hell was that? Cautiously I go and pick it back up again. It is vibrating. Hmm. I press another button and the end begins rotating. Oh my. I am busy pressing buttons when my door just swings open. Jax saunters in and then stops when he sees the pink object in my hand. I gasp and shove it down, but it is too late. His eyes grow hungry.

“You have been talking to Sam.”

“She err, gave it to me. I don’t want it.”

A slow sexy grin spreads across his face. “Have you ever used one?”

“You know the answer to that.”

“Try it.”

“No.” I blush.

“Now, try it.”

“No, what? I am not doing it in front of you.”

“Then I will do it for you.”

“Jax Watts you behave. Get out.”

He chuckles. “Lie down.”

“Oh…hell no.”

“Go on.”

“No.”

“I will tie you down if you do not listen.”

He walks casually over to the door and locks in, then makes his way back over to me. With a shove, he pushes me back onto the bed and picks up the little pink machine. I giggle as he falls over me and tears at my panties.

“You stop it Mr Watt
s. Right now.” I gasp between giggles.

“Let me play baby.”

“No.” I shriek, shoving him.

He laughs and bites my shoulder. “Come on, be a good girl.”

“Bully!”

He silences me with a deep, intense kiss, and I melt. All the laughter is gone. He slides his body beside mine and slowly trails his fingers down over my collar bone, down my neck, over my breasts, my stomach until he meets my thighs. He edges them apart and hooks his fingers into my panties, dragging them down. Oh god, am I seriously going to let him use that thing on me?

“You’re beautiful.” He murmurs against my mouth.

“Ditto.”

He slides a finger through my heated flesh, and I gasp, oh wow. He brings the little pink machine close to me, and I whimper. Will it hurt? Will I hate it? Like it? He slides the buzzing dolphin over me, and I jump. Oh my, it is powerful. I feel instant pleasure shoot through me. Oh, god. I moan, and my head falls down onto the pillow. Jax kisses me deeply again, making my heart thump. I grip his arms and bring him closer to me as he slides the little dolphin over and around.

“I have a special trick, you are going to come hard.” He breathes.

I am building, building. The pleasure is insane, different but extraordinary. I cry and pant, writhing beneath Jax. Oh god, I can’t…I can’t hold on. I feel my release take over and just as it does; Jax drives
the pink machine inside me. I scream, yes, scream. It is so loud I shock myself. I see white as a mind blowing orgasm rocks my body. Holy. Shit. When I can see again, I look up at Jax and swallow.

“Oh…”

“Oh alright.” He grins.

“Your turn.” I blush, looking down at his bulging jeans. With a bundle of confidence, I grasp him and squeeze. He growls.

“On your knees.”

“What?”

“Get on your knees.”

I climb off the bed and kneel in front of him; he grins down at me. “Away you go.”

“And do what?”

“You know what.”

I flush. Slowly, I lean forward and undo his zipper, releasing him. Oh my. I lean forward and take him in my hands, then slowly slide my mouth down and over his erection. He growls and fists his hands in my hair.