Tangled Threads - A Story of Pirates | By : KiwiGirl Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 4819 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Thirty Five - Reunion
“I thought you were dead” Bella’s voice was a whisper, she had tears in her
eyes, hands reaching up, to run light fingers over Will’s face, but she was
smiling, and he smiled back. Her eyes were huge, intent on his, searching his
face, Christ but she made him shiver when she looked at him like that. He
kissed her again, and she sighed against his mouth, the small noise reminding
him of where they were.
“You have a cabin.”
“yes…”
She was aware of the curious stares from the sailors as they descended the
stairs, but she did not care. He was alive.
The door slammed behind them, Will had kicked it shut even as he leaned to kiss
her again, the things he needed to say racing through his head, but right now
he could not let her go, and she seemed just as intent on him. Her hands
wrapping around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him down
towards her, whimpering when his mouth left hers, sighing as he kissed her
neck, his hands pulling her shirt out from her trousers so that he could slip
his hands underneath, to touch her bare skin. She shuddered at the first brush
of his fingertips, arching into him, pulling his mouth back to hers, her lips
demanding, seeking, even as her fingers began to pull at the buttons on his
shirt. A soft moan as his hands moved upwards to cup her breasts, she exhaled a
small hiss of breath and writhed against him as his fingers rubbed over hard
nipples, his lips now at the v of her shirt, soft kisses, that trailed down to
where tan gave way to pale skin. One hand leaving her breast to pull at the
buttons, wanting to touch her, to see her bare like she had been in his dreams.
Bella pushed his shirt down his arms, trailing her finger tips across his chest
so that he shivered, his skin was smooth, hard muscle beneath the softness, she
ran both hands down his back to the top of his trousers before palms flat she
slid then around to touch the planes of his belly feeling the ridges of muscle,
her hands moving upwards again so that her fingertips flicked each of his
nipples. He gave a low moan against her mouth and his hand moved more firmly
against her breast so that she pressed herself against him. Her body seemed to
be acting of it’s own volition, the only thing that
she could think of was how his lips, his tongue, his hands felt on her.
Her shirt fell open, his hands flickered over her
torso moving to her shoulders to push the fabric away, letting it fall on the
floor. His mouth to the hollow of her neck, soft sucking kisses that trailed
down her breast bone, over the swell of her breast, a lap of her nipple and she
shuddered, gasping his name as he sucked the hard bud into his mouth.
Somehow they tumbled on to the bed, Will lying above her, their hips pressed
against each other, he drew back so that he could look
at her. She was beautiful, eyes bright and face flushed, lips already swollen,
her tongue darting out to lick her lips, nervous, she was nervous. He had been
about to bend his head to kiss down her belly but instead he rolled to one
side, to pull her against him so that her naked back rested against his chest.
“I love you Bella.” It was so simple, but he felt immensely vulnerable as he
said the words. “It just took me a bit to realise.”
She stiffened against him, and the fear began to bubble up inside him. He had
no idea how she felt, perhaps she kissed strange pirates all the time. Jack had
said she had been sheltered but that was before he had known about her sailing,
perhaps there was some other pirate that she loved. Oh Christ she was crying,
he could feel her body shaking.
“Bella, it’s OK, I am sorry. Once we are back in Tortuga I will just go
away, not bother you.”
She was trying to turn in his arms, to roll over and he let her, thinking that
she wanted to escape. But instead she shuffled around so that she could look at
him, tears bright in her eyes, her lashes damp.
“if you try and get away from me I will find you.” Her
words were fierce “I thought that you had died and that I would never see you
again…” her voice got softer and she drew back to stare at him, intently “do
you really love me, you are not just saying it because
you feel sorry for me.”
He gave a short laugh, pulling her down on top of him “Goose, of course I do,
you have no idea how I have been feeling thinking that I lost you.”
Their faces were inches apart “so what about your promise to Jack?” she needed
to ask, she did not want him to do anything that he regretted, it was important
that there would not be regrets.
“Jack will understand.”
He raised his head to kiss her, a hard searing kiss, that she returned, everything in it, heart and soul and Will felt
like something had clicked into place. His hands began to move over her back,
long strokes that went from hip to shoulder and back again. She was making
little gasping noises against his mouth, moving her hips against his. He held
her against him and rolled over, propping himself up so that he could look down
at her.
“I want to look at you.”
She blushed, her hands fluttering as if she wanted to cover breasts and he
laughed, catching them in his own softly pressing a kiss into each palm.
“Don’t be shy.” He ran a finger from the hollow of her throat down between her
breasts, over her belly, to stop at the waistband of her pants. Moving backwards and forwards across her stomach.
“I have never done this before…” the words spilled from her mouth “I don’t know
what to do.” She tried to wiggle out from underneath him, feeling clumsy, shy,
embarrassed, thinking of how silly she must seem when his other lovers had been
women like Selena, confident, sure of themselves and their bodies. Women that
knew what it was to love someone.
That bought him up short. He had loved many women since he had left Port Royal,
at first finding his way, learning what a woman liked until eventually making
love had become something that was like breathing to him. But they had all been
women that had know what they wanted from him, had in most cases wanted nothing
more than pleasure from him. He had not thought about this, why he did not
know, it had just never crossed his mind.
“You don’t have to do anything, we can stop now, we
can talk.” The ache in his groin seemed to intensify, protesting his words but
he ignored it. They had the time. He rolled over, pulling her so that her head
rested on his chest. His hand tangling in her hair, it was half out of the
braid and he slipped the tie off the end, to start running his fingers through
the curls.
“tell me what happened after you were captured. I
heard you scream. I could not get to you.”
She reached for his other hand entwining their fingers, and began to talk,
telling him of what she had learned about her family,
her grandfather, everything that had passed since she had seen him fall.
He listened watching her lips, her eyes, how they softened and the tears welled
in them when she had thought that he was dead, the little catch in her voice
making him feel pain in his gut as she told him about trying to get out of the
carriage to try and find him. She would have run back into that mess for him,
he did not know of anyone who would have done that, other than Jack, perhaps.
Her voice was getting quieter, softer, she sounded tired, of course it was
late, early hours of the morning from the sky he could see through the small
window.
“you need to sleep Bella, we can talk in the morning.”
He sat up leaning down to tug her boots off her feet.
“What are you doing?” she was awake now sitting up to look at him, hair falling
over one breast, so that his eyes were drawn to the other, fingers wanting to
touch, his lips to taste. He swallowed, hard.
“Leaving you to sleep.”
“Don’t leave me. You can sleep here. Please.” Her eyes were pleading and he
found himself nodding.
“you have to put some clothes on though Bella, or we
will not be sleeping.”
She nodded getting up to pick a nightgown of the chair, modestly turning her
back and slipping the garment over her head before slipping out of her
britches. She crawled back into bed watching as he took his boots and belt off,
leaving his trousers on he slid in beside her. She rolled so that her head was
resting on his chest again her fingers resting on his belly, her breath gentle
on his skin. His body reacted and he suppressed a groan.
“sleep Bella” his voice was slightly strained.
“Will”
“mmm”
“Do you really love me.”
“Yes…why?”
He could feel her shift to look at his face and she spoke quickly, the
slightest tremor in her voice, “Oh..well I thought
that perhaps I should tell you , in case you don’t know, I don’t really know how
this works, you know, but anyway, I should tell you that…well that, I do love
you too.”
“Well I didn’t and it is a good thing to know.” He smiled in the darkness as he
pulled her just that bit closer.
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