The Red Drifter of the Sea (Pirates of the Isles #3) - Celeste Barclay Page 0,41

countered. She noticed Kyle stiffen, but he didn’t refute what she said, nor did he add to his brother’s questions.

“And where are you taking her now?” Keith shifted his attention back to Kyle, dismissing her.

“Wherever we sail,” Kyle said indifferently.

“No.”

Moira gulped as Keith’s face turned red enough to match his hair.

“I don’t tell you who can board your ship, Keith. You don’t tell me who may sail with me aboard mine. We sail together, but we are captain of our own ships and our own crews,” Kyle reminded him.

“Oh? Is she to be part of your crew now? I can imagine just how you put her to work,” Keith sneered.

“Out!” Kyle bellowed as he pushed back his chair and rose. Keith grunted and rose too, the brothers leaning toward one another. Moira shot off the end of the bed and stood beside Kyle. She didn’t dare touch him. She was uncertain how he might react or what Keith would read into it.

“Please, don’t,” Moira whispered to Kyle. “I should go before he does. Put me ashore, Kyle.”

“No,” Kyle hissed as he glanced down at her before locking gazes with Keith.

“Kyle, I’ll set myself adrift then,” Moira threatened.

“You will not. And now you have a spanking coming your way for suggesting something so daft. Sit down, Moira.”

“No,” Moira defied him.

“What?” Both men gawked.

“I may deserve a spanking for defying you,” Moira said softly, even though she knew Keith heard her. It was the most she could do to make her conversation with Kyle feel private. “But I won’t cause a rift between you two. It’s obvious how close you two are. I won’t be the cause of your relationship souring. I have a brother and a sister I detest. I left so I never have to lay eyes on either of them again. That doesn’t mean I wish that upon you. You’ll sail with Keith long after you tire of me. Set me adrift or set me ashore, but I’m just a passing distraction, Kyle. We both know that.”

Kyle didn’t take his eyes off Moira as he spoke to his brother, his voice calm once more. “Go back to the Lady Grace. I’ll speak to you this evening. There is something here that can’t remain unresolved.”

Keith sighed before he nodded. He let himself out of the cabin without Moira or Kyle looking in his direction. Kyle’s hands went to his hip as he stared at Moira. She didn’t know what to make of his expression, but she sighed as she reached down and tugged at her boots’ laces. She toed them off as she pulled her leine over her head and dropped it on the bed. She slipped out of her leggings and tossed them beside the shirt. She padded over to the table and pushed the stack of books aside before leaning over it. Her arms stretched out as she gripped each side of the table. With another sigh, she turned her head and rested her check on the surface before she closed her eyes. She listened to Kyle move behind her, but she gasped in shock when she felt the head of his cock slide across the seam of her entrance.

“You make a delicious sight. Maybe a spanking isn’t all you wish for. Is this what you want, Moira? Do you want a man inside you again?” Kyle’s voice rasped beside her cheek.

“You,” she croaked.

“You want me to fill your quim and ride you?”

“Yes. Please.” Moira cleared her throat. “Yes, please, Capt’n.”

“Do you think you deserve my cock, sweet one?”

“I don’t know, but I want it. I want you,” Moira confessed as she squeezed her eyes shut, hating the neediness in her voice.

“Should I give you what you want when you haven’t earned it? You’ve defied me twice today. You deserve two spankings. But maybe I will settle for one since you spent the morning in the corner.” The tip of Kyle’s cock slid past Moira’s nether lips, and she trembled. He nudged it forward just enough for the bulbous head to poke inside her. “Mayhap the better punishment would be to pound your cunny then find my release across your glorious little arse and leave your cunny starving for release.”

“That isn’t punishment, that’s torture,” Moira moaned. When Kyle made no move to enter her, Moira sighed before standing up. Surprised when she turned around, Kyle took a step back. “Kyle, my temper this morning deserved your ire and my punishment. I accept that. You know I even welcome