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Chapter Nine - Amber
“What do you want Jack?” she leaned against the door, her hands clasped behind
her back and he stood to make his swaying way around the big table that was
littered with charts.
“It is not what I want Maia but what you deserve. I’m the Captain of the Black
Pearl luv, you deserve more than that tawdry little
trinket you took from me back…” his lip twitched, he frowned then waved a hand
in the direction from which they had come “on that island ..” he gave a
dramatic twirl “look here…” one hand upended a wooden box and he spread
glittering jewels across the maps “Take your pick, any of them, all of them.”
“I want nothing Jack” she did not move, did not even look at the treasure that was
spread before her “There is no debt to be paid.”
He ignored her picking up a ruby between his thumb and forefinger, holding it
to the light “rumored to have belonged to Cleopatra herself” he breathed on the
jewel and rubbed it on his sleeve before holding it up again, “much more
fitting, much better than that worthless thing.” His eyes fixed on the bead
that rested about her neck. “Much, much better Maia, what say you then, this
queenly gem for that?”
“Do you want it back?” she touched the amber, softly, and he shuddered feeling
as though her fingers had just stroked across his very soul.
“No…” he eyes fixed on his and he felt like she had pinned him to the spot, he
looked away, to run his fingers through the glittering pile he could feel her
watching him, waiting for him to speak, anger sparked and he snapped his head
back to look at her “why do you ask you know what I want…of course I want it
back!” he was beyond subterfuge now, his fingers flexed, itching to rip the
bead from her neck. One small piece of amber.
“Is it so important to you Jack” her green eyes seemed to see into his
thoughts, to challenge him to be truthful, that if he was not she would know
“that you need it back?”
His fist thumped onto the table “you know that it is, I want it and everything
else that you have taken from me”
“I didn’t take anything from you, and if I did it was not that I wished to
take, and of what I have of yours what you want most is beyond my power to
return”
“Are you trying to possess me woman?” his voice was an angry roar and the hand
that had been swirling through the gemstones went from being languid to
suddenly agitated, scattering the jewels in a glittering spray across the room.
They both ignored the stones that thudded to the floor, stones that glistened like
tears that neither would admit to having shed. Stones that shimmered and
sparked while angry eyes glared.
“Is that what you think Jack? Is that what you need? To possess me in return,
will that make it better” she stepped closer to him, one pace then another, her
face was inches from his, and he could feel her breath on his cheek “will
possessing my body free your soul?”
“it is not about possession, it is about freedom” he was whispering now, his
lips almost touching hers, their bodies so close that they could feel the heat
coming off the others skin.
“Freedom” she sighed “we all want freedom”
”you cannot have mine” his voice was a low growl, his eyes dark.
“I do not want what is yours Jack.”
“Then give it back.”
Her hand tugged sharply at the cord that looped around her neck, the amber bead
rested warm in her hand and she looked at it for one long moment before taking
Jack’s hand, pressing it into his palm. One small piece of amber.
“This I can return to you Jack, this I give you freely, I do not want your
memories, but I do not know how to return them, I would, if I could….” He eyes
met his “but your freedom is always and ever your own.” She hesitated looking
at his hand still clasped in hers, pressing his fingers around the warm resin,
lifting her eyes to meet his again “I wish I knew freedom.” The last a whisper,
a whisper that he was sure that he was not meant to have heard but it resonated
in his soul and he reacted without thought, without care for the consequences.
The rational part of him screaming to have a care to resist, shouting man
overboard even as he fell, his head falling forwards his lips falling towards
hers…
There was nothing tender about the kiss, nothing gentle or caring, it was
brutal, each wanting something from the other that neither could give, memories
and freedom, memories for freedom. Each taking from the other, desperate need
that had them dragging at clothes, a hunger to possess, Jack hoisting Maia onto
the table, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other pushing the charts to
one side as his mouth found the hollow of her throat. She gasped but her hands
ripped the shirt from his shoulders, running down his chest, across the scars
so that he shuddered at her touch. His skin already knowing the press of her
palms, the drag of her fingers, wanting her to stop but not wanting her to ever
stop. He growled deep in his throat, his hand pulling at her hair, forcing her
head back so that she looked up at him.
“This is madness”
She wanted to speak, wanted to agree but his mouth was on hers, crushing her
lips, insistent that she open to him and she did not have the will to pull away
even though she knew that there was no way to control this, no way of going
back.
It was not the doom that she had foreseen but it was doom all the same….
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