"Say it again," he whispers into her ear before nipping at the earlobe. No one he's slept with here have used that name. It's all been Detlef, a name that will never truly stir him up as much as Anders will.

Then he's climbing onto the bed, landing on his back for now, and reaching up to pull her down on top of him. He flashes her a grin. "Don't scream it, but I like to hear my name on the lips of the most glorious pirate queen."