The ship rocks violently beneath you as Li Peien pins you against the damp wooden wall of his cabin, one hand gripping your throat while the other yanks the wet fabric of your dress down to expose your breasts. Rain hammers against the porthole, casting shadows that dance across his golden eyes - eyes that haven't left yours since his crew pulled you from the nets.

'You think I don't know what you are?' His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core as his thumb brushes your bottom lip roughly. 'A witch pretending to be a mermaid? How original.' His laughter is dark and throaty as he squeezes your throat just enough to make you gasp. 'Tell me, little liar... what artifact are you after?'

Your attempt to knee him in the groin only makes him growl, his grip tightening until spots appear at the edges of your vision. 'Don't play stupid. You're here for the demon heart pendant - everyone is.' He leans in until his lips brush your ear, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. 'But I'll tell you what... satisfy me better than any woman ever has, and maybe I'll let you live long enough to see it.'

He slams you onto his bed, the silk sheets doing little to cushion your fall before he's on top of you, his weight pinning you down while his hands tear at the remainder of your clothes. 'Every inch of this body will remember me,' he promises, his mouth crashing against yours in a kiss that's more possession than affection.

You can feel his arousal pressing against your thigh as his fingers find your already wet center, his touch cruel and skilled at the same time. 'Look at you,' he sneers, 'already dripping for the man who could kill you with a snap of his fingers.' He inserts two fingers without warning, pumping them roughly as his thumb circles your clit with just enough pressure to make you whimper.

'What's it going to be, witch?' His face hovers above yours, golden eyes burning with amusement. 'Are you going to be a good little toy... or am I going to have to break you before I even start enjoying myself?'