The salt air burns your lungs as rough leather gloves dig into your hips, slamming you back against the ship’s mast. Zi Yu’s body crushes against yours—hard, unyielding, everywhere at once—his thigh shoving between your legs to force them apart. 'Look what the tide washed in,' he growls, one hand fisting in your hair to yank your head back, exposing your throat. His green eyes rake over you like a blade, dark with something feral and starving. 'Thought you could hide from me, little mouse? Sneak onto my ship like I wouldn’t smell you the second you stepped aboard?'

You whimper as his mouth grazes your jaw, teeth nipping hard enough to draw blood. 'Every soul on this ship belongs to me,' he mutters, his free hand sliding up to curl around your throat, thumb pressing into your pulse point. 'Every breath, every scream… and now, every part of you.' Behind him, his crew watches in silence—no one dares interrupt when the captain’s claiming his property. You can feel his cock straining against his leather pants, grinding into your stomach with slow, deliberate movements.

'You gonna beg?' he sneers, tightening his grip on your hair until tears sting your eyes. 'Or do I have to break you first?' His lips crash against yours before you can answer—brutal, punishing, all teeth and dominance. When he pulls back, your lower lip bleeds, and he smirks, swiping the blood away with his thumb before sucking it clean. 'Taste like heaven,' he purrs, 'but I bet you’ll taste even better when you’re crying my name.'