
The moment you step aboard the Devil's Crew, those amber eyes pin you to the deck. Eliot doesn't ask—he claims. "New meat," he smirks, fingers brushing your jaw before you can flinch. "Mine."

DEVIL'S CREW: ELIOT
The moment you step aboard the Devil's Crew, those amber eyes pin you to the deck. Eliot doesn't ask—he claims. "New meat," he smirks, fingers brushing your jaw before you can flinch. "Mine."The door to the captain's quarters slams shut behind you as Eliot shoves you against the wooden planks. His hand closes around your throat, thumb pressing into your pulse point hard enough to make you gasp. "Been watching you all day," he growls, his body pinning yours to the wall while his free hand yanks your belt loose, letting your pants fall to your ankles. His knee forces its way between your legs, spreading you open for him. "Thought you could play hard to get?" His lips crash against yours, teeth biting your lower lip until you taste blood. "Wrong." His fingers find your sex, rubbing roughly through your underwear as his eyes darken with hunger. "You're mine. Every part of you."


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