Take Me Forever (11 page)

“I know I was too harsh with you and I am sorry I
overreacted so, but you will learn your place and do not slap me ever again,”
Cain stated calmly yet firmly.

“You tricked me!
 
I
know who I really am,” Mercy yelled!

“You mean who you were.
 
You belong to me now, legally,” Cain retorted.

She could no longer hold back the tears.
 
He threw her over his shoulder and carried
her back to the house crying, kicking, and screaming.
 
Mercy beat her fists into his back with every
step he took.

“You know, I think I liked the new Mercy much better than
the old one,” Cain said as he placed his hand over her mouth to muffle the
screams before entering the house.

Once he had her safely in his bedroom, Cain knew he had to
do something drastic.
 
He locked the door
and put the key around his neck.
 
He
safely tucked it inside his shirt.
 
Now
that Mercy knew the truth, it was time for him to confess and he would keep her
safely locked in the room until she could calm down and realize how much he
truly cared for her.

Cain grabbed a bottle of rum and downed a few shots before
coming over to the bed and sitting down beside her.
 
He reached his hand out to touch her cheek
only to have her turn away.
 
Mercy could
not look at him as he began to speak.

“Mercy, I’m sorry it has come to this.
 
I didn’t mean to deceive you.
 
I knew it was the only way that you would
stay with me.
 
It was sheer luck that you
hit your head and got amnesia.
 
Once I
told you that you were my wife, it was too late to tell you the truth.”

Mercy turned to look him in the eyes as she responded, “How
could you do that to me?”

“I felt drawn to you and I could see how much passion you
were hiding and I wanted to be the one to unbridle it instead of some boring
stiff that you would have ended up marrying.”

“I want to go home.”

“You are home.
 
I was going
to give you the best life, much better than the one you would have ended up
with.”

Mercy didn’t say a word as tears gushed down her
cheeks.
 
She was so angry at him for
deceiving her.
 
The one thing she hated
the most was the fact that she had fallen so deeply in love with him.
 
He tricked her into really marrying him, and
now there was nothing she could do.
 
How
could she forgive him for this?

“I need some air.
 
Please let me out of here,” Mercy said as she went to the patio door
only to find it locked as well.

“This key unlocks every lock in the house and I am keeping
it safe right here for now,” Cain said as he patted the keys near his heart.

Mercy glared into his cold eyes as she curled up in a ball
on one corner of the bed.
 
She shivered
as he draped his strong arms around her.
 
The touch that once made her tingle now made her cringe.
 
She was not sure how long she cried but she
must have cried herself to sleep.
 
The
sound of thunder made her wake up during the night.
 
She turned to face Cain as was certain he was
asleep thanks to the rum.
 
She waved her
hand across his face to make sure he was in a deep slumber.
 
Looking at him now, she realized why she had
fallen for him.
 
He looked so gentle and
loving when he was asleep.

Slowly, Mercy tried to take the key from around his
neck.
 
It wouldn’t budge.
 
She was going to have to try to turn him so
she could free it.
 
She maneuvered her hand
underneath his head and cautiously began to remove the key.
 
She did not know how dangerous it was to try
to steal something from a sleeping pirate.
 
As soon as she had the key in her hand, she was thrown on her back with
a sword at her throat.
 

Holding her down with the tip of his sword at her throat,
Cain realized who he was holding his sword on.
 
His hand began to shake as he thought about how close she had come to
being killed.

“I can’t believe you.
 
Do you know how close you came to getting your throat cut?”
 
Cain growled as he withdrew his sword and
tossed it to the floor.

“Let me out of here,” she pleaded.

“I can’t,” Cain said as he suddenly got an idea to release
his adrenaline.

“Get off me,” Mercy said as she recognized what he had in
mind.

Cain held her pinned to the bed as he straddled her tiny
body.
 

 
“You are my wife to
do with as I please however I please,” Cain said as he found his way under her
dress and thrust himself inside her.

He did not give her time to adjust to his size and once he
was spent he saw the pain he had caused in her eyes.
 
Realizing how brutal his lovemaking had been,
Cain stroked her hair and caressed her cheek as she silently wept.
 
He really didn’t mean to hurt her the way he
did.
 
The power he held over her took him
by storm and he could not control his actions.
 
Without saying a word, Cain lay down beside her.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around her
and locked them together.

While Cain slept, Mercy cried silently until she could cry
no longer.
 
Her entire body ached and she
was physically exhausted.
 
At first
light, Cain stared at his sleeping bride.
 

“Are you hurt?” he asked when she awoke.

Mercy nodded.
 

“Please forgive me,” Cain said as he kissed her on the
forehead.

“Never.
 
You made me
love you and it was all a lie.
 
You are
just using me regardless of my feelings.
 
I will leave this place and get as far away from you as possible.”

“What is done is done and you are mine whether you like it
or not.
 
Once you calm down you will see
the type of life I can give you.
 
Until
then, you will remain locked in here or by my side at all times.
 
I will tell my staff that you have a fever
that is making you delirious and are not to be disturbed no matter what they
may hear.”

“They won’t believe you,” Mercy retorted.

“You forget my dear, I run this island and my people do as I
say and believe what I tell them,” Cain replied as he locked the door as he
left.

For the next few days, Cain kept Mercy locked inside the
bedroom.
 
He told Elese and his other
servants that Mercy had developed something very contagious and the fever was
making her delirious.
 
They were to not
go anywhere near his bedroom and he would take care of her himself.
 
On the fourth day of being locked inside the
room, Mercy was going stir crazy.
 
She
pleaded with Cain to let her out and at least take a bath.

“Are you ready to calm down and talk about staying here of
your own accord?”

“I will not forgive you!”
 
Mercy hissed.

“Then a bath is a luxury you’ll have to earn,” Cain said as
he placed her food tray on the bed and quickly left the room.

“Please Cain,” she begged as she banged her fists on the
door and sobbed.

While Cain listened to her pleas, he felt bad but he felt
this was the only way to keep her here and to keep her safe.
 
In her current state of mind she might walk
off a cliff or injure herself horribly.
 
An
hour later, Cain unlocked the bedroom door and told Mercy to find some clean
clothes.
 
She stared at him in silence as
he escorted her to her prepared bath.
 
He
locked the door behind them and pointed her to the water.

“Get undressed and get into the water,” he ordered.

“Can’t I do this in private?”

“No,” he answered as he sat down in a bamboo chair beside
the tub of water.

Mercy turned her back to him and slowly undressed herself
with him watching every move.
 
As she
eased into the water she felt the warmth radiate throughout her body.
 
The hot water felt so nice.
 
She was glad to finally smell clean as she
scrubbed her entire body with mountains of soap.
 
When she was almost finished, Cain reached
into the tub and washed her back.
 
She
froze as he touched her body.
 
If she
refused him, she was afraid of what else he could do to her.
 
As his hand stroked her soft skin, Cain felt
his nature rise.
 
He couldn’t stand much
more of this torture.

Once her body had been cleansed she held her breath and
dipped her head under the water.
 
It felt
so refreshing to wash her hair as she lathered it with coconut scented shampoo.
 
She knew Cain was watching her but she had no
idea the torture she was putting him through.
 
She had no idea he was about to burst with sexual desire for her.
 
He couldn’t wait for her to finish bathing so
he could relieve himself.
 
She is my wife after all,
thought Cain
as he retrieved another bucket of hot water and poured it into the tub.
 
He undressed himself and joined her in the
water.

Mercy could only stare at him as she could find no words.
 
She sat motionless as he sat down in the
tub.
 
She could tell that he had an
erection and knew what he wanted.

“I won’t hurt you this time,” Cain whispered as he kissed
her gently on the lips.

With his kiss, Mercy felt a warm sensation flow through her
body.
 
She was mesmerized by him.
 
She was frightened of him, but somehow she
still felt safe in his arms.
 
He was the
man who could kill her, but he was also the man who would kill for her to
protect her.
 
She discovered that there
must really be a fine line between love and hate.

As his hands roamed her body underneath the water, Mercy sat
in silence before becoming overwhelmed with desire of her own.
 
She run her ringers through his thick black
hair as his fingers found her most intimate treasure.
 
He scooped her out of the water and sat her
on the edge of the tub.

“Sit still,” he ordered as his head dipped between her legs.

Her body shook as his tongue worked around her inner
thighs.
 
His eyes stared into hers as he
worked his magical tongue on her most prized possession.
 
She held her climatic sensations inside
instead of showing him how much she was enjoying what he was doing.

“Let it out.
 
I know
you want to,” Cain teased as he wiped his mouth of her sweet honey.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” she said with
shortness of breath.

Cain laughed as he sat back against the tub and motioned for
her to join him.
 
Slowly she stood and
obeyed his request.
 
His mouth watered as
he gazed upon her wet, naked body standing in the water before him.
 
He reached out a hand to her and guided her
to sit down on top of him.

“Mercy, I want you.
 
I
will not hurt you ever again.
 
I
promise,” Cain whispered in her ear as he guided himself inside her.

He pulled her legs around his back and placed her arms
around his neck.
 
A sparkle formed in his
eyes as he slowly lifted her up and down on top of him until she found the
rhythm on her own.
 
He lowered his head
and caressed each breast with his tongue.

“That’s it,” Cain moaned as Mercy began to move a little
faster.

In a few seconds more, both of them were exploring the world
of ecstasy.
 
Mercy could no longer harbor
her desires.
 
She screamed his name aloud
as she found her climax.
 
As he heard her
scream his name, he too found his own release.
 
After their orgasms ceased, Mercy placed her head on his strong muscular
shoulders and relaxed with their bodies still fused together.
 

“You see, we do belong together.
 
You feel it don’t you?”
 
Cain asked as he kissed his wife.

“I… I don’t know,” she stammered.

“Can you trust me again?”

“I want to,” she answered weakly.

“If I promise not to ever deceive you again, will you stay
here with me?”

“Yes, I’ll stay,” Mercy answered as she looked deeply into
his sincere eyes.

After giving her a very long passionate kiss, Cain got out
of the tub and dried off then assisted her in doing the same.
 
As she started to put on her dress, Cain
stopped her.
 
He tossed her his shirt and
told her to wear it instead.
 
Obeying she
smiled as she put it on while he put on his trousers.
 
They walked hand in hand back to the bedroom
and this time when Cain locked the door it was so that they would not be
disturbed during their lovemaking.