Trapped: Captive to a Pirate (BBW Paranormal Romance)
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Disguising her curvy figure as that of a boy wasn't easy for Brigid O'Cullane, but she needed to do it in order to infiltrate a ship full of pirates. She's seeking a treasure map that belonged to her dead father. What she isn't searching for is Liam Lynch, a gorgeous pirate who was once her dead father's closest—and possibly backstabbing—friend. More
Disguising her curvy figure as that of a boy wasn't easy for Brigid O'Cullane, but she needed to do it in order to infiltrate a ship full of pirates. She's seeking a treasure map that belonged to her dead father. What she isn't searching for is Liam Lynch, a gorgeous pirate who was once her dead father's closest—and possibly backstabbing—friend.
Liam catches Brigid in his cabin before she can find the map and he's after more than gold. Torn between desire and suspicion, she can't possibly trust Liam. Yet once he catches her, Brigid's hand is forced. She may be reluctant, but she still finds herself submitting to his demands, a slave to his desire.
Content: This Caribbean pirate themed erotic romance contains seduction, bondage, explicit sex, a ravished virgin, a mystery of supernatural origins and a dashing rogue of questionable morality.
Trapped: Captive to a Pirate is approximately 7,400 words long. This title also contains an excerpt from Bound: Captive to a Pirate, Part 2.
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“What would I have to gain by giving it to you?”
Brigid narrowed her eyes, trying to ignore the shivers he was currently eliciting. A difficult task when she could feel his hips settled against hers, the hard heat of him prodding her. All she wanted to do was press to him and feel him places no one had ever touched her.
“You'd know you'd done right by someone you claimed as a mate. It's the decent thing to do,” Brigid said.
“Mm, funny thing that.” Liam's callused hand cupped one of her breasts and she made a soft, involuntary sound as she automatically leaned into the touch. “It assumes I'm a decent man to begin with.”
His thumb was now working in agonizingly slow circles. As her eyes fluttered shut, she wondered if using her body to distract him might be to her advantage, but she doubted it. He was far too in control and flustering her too well for that.
“You don't know about the traps. Or how to get there safely,” she said.
“Traps, hm?” His lips slid over hers, a soft teasing brush that made her breath freeze in her throat. “Map doesn't mention any traps.”
“Of course not. He didn't want anyone but me to find what was there.”
She expected him to find some new way to counter her. Instead, he kissed her again, his lips caressing hers in slow, languorous strokes. Brigid was still for a moment, unsure of how to respond. When she felt him catch her bottom lip to suckle at it, she moaned involuntarily and leaned forward to press her lips to his.