She was struggling with his belts, which made Blackbeard enjoy what was happening that much more. He knew what she was after, and he wanted her to get to it. Of course she was right in one portion of things. He wasn't about to give it to her right away. No matter how erotic her moans got. No matter how much she begged for his cock. He would only give it to her when he was good and ready to. Which honestly, was now. Blackbeard was good and ready to get on his way with having her.
Self-control was golden though at the moment.
Threading through the belts one by one, he just let them drop to the floor. A simple press of his finger pushing what ever fabric that was covering his hand right against that very specific ball of nerves at her core. Driving his finger to rub fiercely to get a reaction of his own desires. With each of her moans, he knew more and more that he would have her on her knees. Honestly one of his favorite places to put the Queen. Her highness on her knees in front of a pirate, with his hard cock between her lips. It was an image that pleased Blackbeard to no end. Next to the whorish sounds she made while he drove his length deep into her repeatedly.