" She rocked her hips into him and gasped. “Do you have a sleeping cabin on this boat?”
His teeth brushed her ear. “Yes.”
“Do you have protection?”
Her question didn’t register through the haze of his hunger for her.
“Cannons, a cutlass, and a few pistols.”
She chuckled and kissed him again.
“How about condoms? "

― Lisa Kessler , Magnolia Mystic (Sentinels of Savannah, #1)