The Vengeful Tide Ch. 13

Morning came to my ship. Though I had fallen asleep, I felt as if I had not slept at all. The memories of last night ran through my head as I placed trust in Aesteal and told her my entire story. I be unashamed in saying that sharing my tale had made my old salty heart rather...reserved. A bit unusual when I actually took the time to observe these actions, but I supposed it was because I had not actually spoken with anyone about this since I had come here, not even my own mother.

I wanted to argue that it was because of the bonding shit that I was feeling a tad sentimental, but I knew already that wasn't true. It was no less than what I had always done. I wrapped myself and Aesteal in my bedsheets as I told her of my tale and of Leah, my Leah. She hung on my every word as sleep slowly took both of us until we came to now.

The candles had long since blown out. The quiet sounds of the sea brushing against my ship and the creaking of the wood were all I heard as my eyes wandered to Aesteal. Her face was inches from mine and her warm breath tickled the hairs above my lip. I pondered what she could be dreaming about that would make such a pleasant smile on her face. I figured she would be more anxious after my tale. She certainly held the nature of inquisitiveness that most elves align to with how many questions she asked me. Aside from the more personal ones that I wished to not discuss, I answered what I could.

I wondered what she would do with this knowledge. I had already told of her of Boreli and my plans for Leah. That would not change, not even if I had to stake my soul on it.

I sighed. Even now, I can feel the magic in her elven body swirling and mixing with my own. I brushed a piece of her hair out of her eyes. I feel my loins stir as I touch her. Honestly, the beauty and sensuality of elves continued to surprise even me. When I touch this being that seems to naturally ooze lust, I can't help but desire her.

"You sleep here, blissfully unaware of what you do to me. You be such a slutty elf," I said as I lean my head forward to kiss her. Her lips taste just as delightful as they did last night. Her lips pursed against mine as the drowsiness was taken away from my body by the flames of her kiss.

"Mmmm," she moaned in her sleep. She followed with a blissful sigh. Her body tried to turn her from me, but I restrained her lightly. Aesteal's eyes fluttered open for a moment before they closed again. I think she was starting to awaken, but the sands of sleep hadn't completely left her just yet.

Nevertheless, I decided to continue with what I was doing. My cock was clearly pleased by my actions. Blood rushed into it and it rose just like the morning sun. I felt the soft skin of her stomach as our bodies pushed closer together. Her kisses slowly became more aggressive and her hands took a more active approach. She rubbed her delicate elven fingers up and down my arms. Each strike was like a delicate fire being lit under me, a fire that would consume her very soon.

I don't think she minded that one bit. In fact, I dare say she desired to be engulfed in the flames of my rising passion because she slowly moved her hands from my arms to my stomach and then down to my cock.

"Hnnnnn," I breathed out as her fingers slid up and down the length of my erotic tool. She then grasped it fully, and slowly, yet firmly, stroked me as more pleasures were released into my head.

"I take it you're awake?"I asked. I got a smile in return.

"It's hard to continue to sleep when you attack me so tenderly, Sir. It feels just as good as last night," she spoke slowly. I pulled her head to mine and kissed her again. This time she reciprocated with her full attention as her thumb rubbed the crown of my dick. Our tongues swirled together in silent rapture. I took one of her breasts into my palm and rolled it with a hunger to suckle on her pointed tips.

"Mmmmm that feels good, Sir. Hnnnnnnnm...ooooooaaah...y-yessss," she groaned as her tongue flicked the upper part of my lips. Precum slithered from the hole in my cock and I could feel it spread across my length from her movements. My body shivered in delight as she began to stroke me faster.

Our lips parted with breathless pants. I then watched her slither down my bed. Due to the covers, I couldn't really see her, but the warm feeling of a wet mouth on my cock more than told me what she was doing. Clearly, some type of sexual awakening had come over Aesteal because she eagerly sucked and slathered me like this would be her last meal.

"Mmmmmmph!" I groaned as I decided to pull the covers off and watch my hardened rod appear and disappear courtesy of Aesteal's mouth as one of her hands held her hair out of the way.

"Does this feel good, Sir? I hope to continue to please you," she said as her long tongue licked my shaft up and down while another of her hands nustled by balls. It took more concentration than I expected to not cum immediately.

"Very good. You're a bonafide cocksucking elf now. My cocksucking elf," I stated as I massaged her long ears. Her body trembled in my hands as the heat from her lips seemed to boil even greater.

I leaned up cupped her chin. "That's what you are, aren't you? Aesteal, the cocksucking elf of Eric Drakclaw?" I asked.

The shame and ecstasy in her eyes had to have been driving her wild with need. "Y-Yes, sir. I'm your cocksucking elf. I want to suck your cock! Only your...cock," she replied with panted as her glazed eyes stared back at me.

"Only my cock to suck? To fuck?" I asked.

"Only yours, Sir. Only your cock shall know my body inside and out," she whined as she licked up the salty contents of my precum still oozing out of my slit. Seas, this elf knew just want to say to drive me like a burning furnace.

I quickly took Aesteal into my arms and buried my cock deep within her cunt like I had last night. Her beautiful breasts smothered my face as I wrapped my arms around her waist. I then leaned back and thrust my hips upwards. "Ooooooooooh! Oooooooo...fuck, Sir! Haewadui, your passions fills my body!" She exclaimed as her walls tightly clung to me.

"MMMMMMPH! I love your pussy, Aesteal. No lass I've fucked before can compare to you!" I grunted as sleep seemed like something I did hours ago. All I could focus on were the glorious heights to the divine plane Aesteal was taking me to with the contractions of her sweetened valley.

"Oooooaoaaahahah! E-Enjoy it, Sir! I'll satisfy you wherever...Mmmmmmmmuaaaaaah...you wish! My spirit desires to submit to and accept your coming offspring! Aaaaaaaaahuuuaaa, I never wish to part from you," my prideful elf said shamefully as I pulled her head down and silenced her words with a heated kiss.

The mattress of my bed creaked as I continued to work the muscles of my pelvis into slapping my balls against her ass. Her toes curled into the bedsheets and her nails dug into my back. "Only an utter fool would dare release a treasure such as you free into this world, Aesteal," I said with rushed and excited pants. I could feel the way she tried to meet my thrusts. Her inexperience still showed and we made some awkward movements, but, due to that inexperience, her attempts to work, caress, and wiggle her pussy on my cock made me enjoy her movements all the more.

I pulled out of Aesteal only for a moment and flipped her over. She laid on her hands and knees as I appeared behind her. "Look at you, panting like a slobbering bitch in heat. Perhaps I should fuck you like one. Do you want to be fucked like a hot bitch? Tell me!" I ordered.

SMACK!

"OOOOOOOOOOOOH! Mmmmmm Daskikaliv!" Aesteal cried as I slapped her ass with the front of my palm. Each smack I gave to her ass released a flowing river of nectar down onto my sheets. Her ass wiggled and turned red from my strikes. I could see the beginnings of a faded handprint. No doubt she had an orgasm just now.

"Tell me!"

SLAP!

"F-F-FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! Y-YES, SIR! Please fuck me like a shameful beast of the forest! I want your cock, Sir!" she pleaded.

Not one to make a woman beg too much, I lined my cock with her pussy and shoved it in. Before Aesteal could even moan, I grabbed her hair and pulled her back, leashing her like a common street dog as I claimed her lips again. Seas, if I had my way, I'd kiss her as a means to keep living.

Each thrust of my hips made her tits bounce as I leaned forward and pressed my weight on her back. I nibbled on her ears as her mouth dripped with hot need and tears of pain and pleasure fell down her eyes. I eagerly grabbed her breasts and made them my personal toys as one of her hands toyed with my hair and massaged my cheek.

"Imagine how your people would feel, seeing one of their most dedicated warriors, writhing beneath a man's cock like a common prostitute," I said as we finished our kiss. Aesteal's honeydew clenched even greater than before as my cock was all but soaked in the scent of her body.

Naturally, I was careful about how I conducted myself with my elf, but something within me seemed to tell me that this was what she desired. She desired to be shamed, humiliated, and punished for her failure to her people. She desired to be punished for bonding to me, a lowly pirate, and seeking the carnal desires that had been buried beneath her body for so long. She had failed her people by enjoying herself.

"Oooooooh, S-Sir! I would be shamed and exiled! I would be branded as a traitor to my kingdom! I would be seen as Kal, corrupted of my mind! Oooooooooooooh, all because I fell to your...huaaaaaaaa...enticing ways, Sir. I am an elf who loves to be fucked and p-p-pleasured by...hnnnnnuuaannnn your wonderful cock!" She cried to me.

I loved the feeling of her hands on my cheek as she coaxed me to fuck her harder. Dammit, I wish I could spend the whole day just attempting to breed this needy woman in front of me. I wished I could just cum, and cum, and cum into her accepting womanhood and drink the milk that would eventually run from the tips of her tits. I sure as hell wouldn't have a lack for trying and neither would she.

I turned my gaze to the window and smiled. "Look at the window, Aesteal. Do you see an elven warrior with a body meant to deny all physical pleasure?" I asked.

Aesteal turned her head and we both saw her thoroughly satisfied face. Eyes of glowing ecstasy, hot breaths, pumping chest, and dripping cunt were all on display as she watched me drive my cock in and out. In and out. In and out. The sounds of harsh smacking lighting up in my room.

"N-No, Sir! I see an elven slut in the throes of passion with her bonded one. I see a woman who has succumbed to physical pleasure at the expense of her duties. OOOOOOOAAAAAAHAH!" She shivered as I smacked her ass and pulled her hair harder.

"Your duties are to me now. It does not matter what your people, your so-called king, or even your parents think! I be the one who decides what you should and shouldn't feel. I am the one who decides how your body is used. I'm the one you feel pleasure from! Unlike your kingdom, I shall return your pleasures back to you! The only brand upon you will be my cum flooding this needy pussy of yours! You are mine, Aesteal!"

"Y-YYYYESSS, SIR! Yours! I am yours! OOOOOOOOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOOOOOODS!!" Aesteal cried as I felt her cum once again. Her walls gripped and massaged me like a damn vice threatening to suck all the life from my balls.

"D-D-Dammit, you slutty elf! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" I roared as I couldn't help but bite Aesteal's shoulder as my cock clung forward and blasted load after load of roping cum into her quivering hole.

We both fell to the bed and panted heavily. Our desires had been thoroughly spent into each other's bodies. I kissed her cheek as she basked in the afterglow of our fucking. "Sir," she said.

I acknowledged her. "If revenge is what you seek, then I will kill any enemy that you desire. So I swear," she said. I didn't even have to look into her eyes to know she wasn't lying. I could hear it in her tone of voice.

"I thought revenge was abhorred by your people," I replied.

"I'm not aligned to my people anymore. My allegiance has been claimed by the Son of Poseidon," she said. For her to not use the elven term for the Lord of Water and Storms would have been a great offense to her people, but it seemed that she held my title higher.

I was not sure what to say to her declaration. Instead, I kissed her cheek a bit harder this time. She sighed blissfully and turned to kiss me as well.

If I had my way, we would have stayed here, but that wasn't to be. I still had plenty of work to do. I would also need to spend some time...

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"Captain, we have a problem!" someone shouted interrupting my thoughts.

I growled as Aesteal and I got up from my bed. She quickly put on her clothes while I pulled up my pants and pulled grabbed my coat. I didn't bother with the shirt. It was dirty anyway and would need a wash.

I opened the door. "What?!" I asked a bit irritable that my time with my elf had been cut shorter than I desired.

"Captain, the Xhaluter is awake! He's wrecking up the lower decks!" the person alarmed.

"He got out of the brig?" I asked. Kind of a stupid question I admit, but one I felt needed clarifying.

"Aye, sir! Sliced the door in half like it was a piece of cheap wood from the lands of Talvaria!" this crewmate of mine claimed.

It was then that the sound of gunshots and fighting rang in my ears. I bet I didn't have to guess where Maeloson, my mother, and Ellen were. I sucked my teeth. You'd think a Xhaluter who was unconscious for more than two weeks would be unable to wreak havoc on a ship, but that's the power behind these sand drifters after all.

"All of you give me room," I said.

My crewmates parted the way to the lowers decks as Aesteal and I walked down the stairs. The sound of gunshots and screams grew even louder. Aesteal made a quick stop to her room to grab her bow. I doubted she would need to use it, but I didn't tell her that. We ran down the winding steps that sank us lower and lower until we reached the deeper parts of my vessel.

"ARGH!"

"Dammit, I told you fuckers to fall back!"

I heard Ellen's voice as Aesteal and I rounded the corner. What I saw was a ground of downed men and women as Lady Knight exchanged blows with the Xhaluter. I think she only held him off for as long as this because the man was obviously very weak. His body was still well-built and evenly muscled, but I could see the weeks of not eating or drinking anything weighing on him.

I'm unsure about his previous living conditions on the ship that I had destroyed, but it was obvious that his unconscious state, with the added weeks on my ship, was taking its toll on him. Still, I watched him growl at Alteria as he tried to force her back with his strength, but I had to hand it to Lady Knight, she held her own very well. Even a weakened Xhaluter's strength isn't to be underestimated.

The Xhaluter roared in pain as his sharp front fangs showed themselves to everyone. The cause was an arrow from Maeloson's bow that embedded itself into the tall, brown-skinned man's shoulder. He stumbled to the side and his body collided with the wall. He glared at my crewmates as Maeloson nocked another arrow for his bow.

I decided to make my presence known since I didn't exactly want them to kill my prisoner.

"What's all the noise?" I asked.

My mother, Ellen, and Maeloson turned around to spot Aesteal and I around the corner. The male elf's eyes darted between the two of us. I'm sure it didn't take him very long to figure out why we had shown up together. Then again, it shouldn't have taken him long considering the fact she had not returned to her room last night.

"As ya can see, your prisoner woke up! He seems to be in a bad mood," Ellen said as she moved out of the way for me to stand in front of everyone. I watched the Xhaluter stand to his feet before he clumsily stumbled back down.

My boots stomped on the wood as I gazed at the blood slipping from his body. Hmm, Xhaluter blood was known to be quite valuable.

"Ellen, mother, open the windows," I said.

I heard their steps behind me and soon the rush of cold air flowed behind my neck, letting me know they had done as I had asked. I then held up my hand. "A long way from home, aren't ya? Don't think you're gonna rampage upon my ship without permission! You be on the Son of Poseidon's ship! This ain't where you tread as you please!" I exclaimed.

I then shoved my hand out as a blast of water came through the two open, portside window frames. I spread out the water into four thinned out whips that shot for the dark-skinned man.

Eyes of defiance were quickly replaced by fear as the Xhaluter rolled out of the way of the coming strikes. He jumped back and growled at me like some feral beast. His tail kept him balanced as he weaved through each strike I sent at him as if he could see read my very thought.

Even though he was tired, even though he was hungry, thirsty, confused, and weak, still this Xhaluter was every bit the trained warrior I had known to come from his people in the desert sands. Give him a weapon, a proper meal, and a target, and this Xhalute would leave bodies in his wake and blood on whatever weapon he chose.

A whip of water sailed past his head before he jumped in the air and maneuvered his body to evade the other three whips I sent. I honestly had to admire his flexibility. The Xhaluter obviously had excellent control over his body. Unfortunately for him, in such a confined space, there no way he could avoid me forever.

I decided to put an end to this little game early. After all, he couldn't have been fighting for long and he was already tired and weak. I'm sure my crew would have brought him down eventually once he realized that there was nowhere for him to go since the ship was surrounded by endless water. Of course, I assume this would be done with some major casualties, those of which I wanted to avoid.

So, I flexed my right-hand fingers and, from the fourth whip of water that my escapee dodged, shot out five or six smaller ropes of the sea. I coiled them around his leg and swung him into the wall hard enough to knock the air out of his lungs. I then bashed him against the ceiling and then down into the floor. Ye might think me harsh for doing this to him but have no fear. As I said before, Xhaluters are known for possessing powerful bodies. Something like this could only be akin to play fighting to them. I bet the bastard will be fine in a few days.

As I cycle through bashing him against the walls, the ceiling, the floor and back again, my ropes of water slowly curl around his entire body. His legs were bound, his arms were tied, and water slid along his chest until it wrapped around his neck. He fell down with a hard thud and snarled at me.

"Za! Zamaragaha! F'olda'mashi HADAK'CVA! Uranganhalvashoralim gorvanidshkan kulimularanidavia! Xalgulvanthia! Magashivala undogoriag camualuwashi tiviguak amahandual!" He growled out to me. I had no idea what he was saying, but I decided to not hear anymore of it. So, I pulled up the water and covered his head with them. The same fear that had been so prevalent when he saw my powers before, returned as his moments became frantic. His body wriggled and writhed as his mouth and lungs filled up with more and more water.

I held this helmet of the sea over him as his body spasmed before he fell to the floor with a hard thud. I removed the water from his head and let it spill onto the ground. The corridor was strangely silent as I turned around.

"Ellen, make a note to put in an order for better prison doors. We're obviously gonna need them down the line," I said as I picked up the adult Xhaluter from the floor.

"Fine. You know the Witch is gonna charge you for playing doctor," she warned.