The Prince and the pirate

Benedict is a 27 year old crown Prince that don't feel ready for marriage and settling down. But the law is that he needs to have an heir to claim the throne and his father is getting nervous as Ben's uncle is pining for the throne. So he forces Ben to chose a wife among suitable princesses.
Ben's best friend Tom who happens to be a pirate Captain is sent on the long journey to retrive Ben's bride.
But what happens when Ben's eyes Fall on a new young servant girl ? And how does the princess handle a month on a pirate ship ?

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8. Sleeping with a prince, snuggling with a pirate

 

 *Naria*

 I wake up slowly, hearing Ben's soft breathing next to me in the bed. I am in his bed as I am most nights. I sneak in when everyone has gone to bed and out early in the morning. I try to entangle myself from him, but he grabs me, pulling me into him. "Mmmm stay baby, I don't want you to leave me".

 "Ben I need to get up and start on my work or people will get suspicious". I say giggling as he burries his face in my neck, his big hands on my hips holding me softly.

 He presses his hard erection against me and I can't help moaning. "I don't care what they think. I love you and I want you to be mine in all and every way".

 "I love you too. But you know it can never be. In a month you will marry the princess and we are over". I say feeling a pang of pain in my chest.

 I can feel him shaking his head, pulling me closer, leaving kisses over my shoulder. "I don't want to marry her. I want to marry you".

 "I wish we could get married". I mumble and turn in his arms to snuggle into his chest, breating in his scent. Oh how I love his scent, clean and fresh, yet masculine and a bit spicy. I truly wish I could be his for real, but the world don't work that way.

 His hand slides down my back, reaching my behind, slowly rubbing over my naked skin, and I snuggle in closer to him. "Run away with me love. I can get some gold and when Tom gets back with the princess, we can get him to sail us somewhere far away".

 "If it was just that easy Ben". I tell him, gently stroking his cheek. "But you would let down your father, your country. You would leave the throne to your uncle or his embecile son".

 "I never wanted the throne". He says with a sigh. "I still don't want it. I just want a quite life with you and a bunch of kids".

 I don't want him to do something he will regret on my account. And I don't want to see the throne fall into his uncles hands, he is a vile and evil man. "I wish we could have that, I really do. More than anything else".

 We both feel an overwhelming need to feel each other, to express our longing and feelings and he slide over me, thrusting into me slowly, claiming my body, making my throw back my head in desire. Our lovemaking is slow and soft, yet passionated. 

 He pulls me over the edge three times before he reach his own climax and I fold my arms and legs around him, keeping him on top of me. Enjoying the weight of him on me. "Stay just a minute".

 As he slowly leaves soft kisses dowm my cheek and jaw he softly mumbles against my skin. "I am crushing you love".

 "No, I like feeling you weight on me". I mumble and I whine dissapointed when he moves, he chuckles, kissing me softly. And I know I have to hurry out and start my work for the day.

 

*Tom*

 Hours later when I undress and climb into bed after Luke climbed down the ships side and through a small window to unlock the door for me. I look at the sleaping princess. Her dark honey coloured curls spred on the pillow, her soft lips slightly open. I must admit she is unearthly beautiful. Like a mermaid has climbed aboard my ship.

 It must be a big change for her, leaving everything behind like this and leave for a new country, getting married to someone she has never met. I mean Ben is a good guy and he will treat her well, no doubt. But still being forced to marry like that, I am happy it isn't me.

 She might think I just want to share a bed with her, but it is the only save place for her to sleep and I tried to explain this to the king, but he didn't seem to listen. 

 And the reason I am staying her, well there are two reasons. First I wouldn't be sure she was safe without me here and secondly I need to rise above the crew, if I bunk with them I lower myself to their level. I am only the captain because I am smarter and more educated than them, but that also makes a lot of them resent me. They would take any chance to commit mutiny if I show weakness.

 I climb down under the cover. I have a big bed, so we can easily sleep there together without touching each other. 

 A couple of hours later I am half awakened by something warm and soft snuggling into me. So the princess like to cuddle in the dark. I let her, it isn't often I get to cuddle with someone, especially not such a beautiful young woman. Soon I am back to sleep.

 

*Isolde*

 I wake up slowly feeling something warm and hard folded around me and when I try to move it groans and I realise it is Tom. Tom only wearing his undergarments, his arms and legs around me, pressing me into his hard warm chest.

 My face is almost squashed into his chest and I can't help noticing his scent, like a warm sea breeze, fresh and a bit salty.

 I push him hard in the chest, trying to get free. "Let me go Tom. What do you think you are doing ? Let go of me now".

 "Well you were the one wanting to cuddle in the middle of the night princess". He mumbles, but he don't let go of me.

 I push hard, but it is like pushing at a stone wall expecting it to move. "I most definately wouldn't do that, I am a good girl".

 "Well then why are we in my side of the bed then ?" He says, and I realise he is rigth, my side of the bed is cold, apparently I have moved towards his warmth.

 I blush violently. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was sleeping..". He cuts me of with a chuckle. "Don't worry your Highness, nothing happened and I promise not to tell anyone what a cuddle bug you are".

 I glare at him, suddenly realising how his chest and stomach is sculpted, like a perfect statue cut in marble, with a splash of ginger hair. "And now plese let me go Tom".

 He untagles himself from me. "So now when you are calling me Tom and we have cuddled all night I think it is appropriate for me to stop with the your Highness, right ?"

 "I guess". I roll my eyes at him as he keeps looking at me expectedly. "Yeah okay, you don't have to say your Highness. Actually I really never liked the title".

 "Splendid darling". He says grinning and gets out of bed. He turns his back an pulls of his undergarment, making me pull the cover over my face. 

 A couple of minutes later someone pulls at the cover. "You can look now darling, I am dressed. There are breakfast ready when you are dressed. There is a screen in the corner you can change behind".

 "Why didn't you use that". I pull down the cover and glare at him, he shrugs. "I don't really care so why should I ?"

 This is going to be such a long month.

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