Ariel's Desire: A Novel of Vampirism and Submission

by Candace Smith

  Ariel finally released Lucien's hair and clenched the bedspread in her fists, tossing her head in a motion of denial. Her moans were becoming whimpers at the intensity of his sensual demand. Her empty tunnel tried to swallow the fingers tracing her hole. Lucien had waited with excruciating patience to first claim her here, in their bed.

  She hitched herself in frustration, needing to be filled by him. "Lucien, please." She writhed in distress. "Please, I need you inside me."

  Lucien released her drenched folds and rose to his knees. Spreading Ariel's thighs wide, he grasped her ass and raised her to him. Ariel was shuddering softly in anticipation. Lucien watched her intently, the head of his rigid shaft barely touching her quivering entrance.

  "Please," she moaned again.

  Lucien pulled Ariel's hips toward him and buried himself deep within her in a single lunge, filling her to her limits. He threw back his head and roared in ecstasy.

  With powerful movements, he drove deep inside her wet sheath. Ariel met his demands raising her hips, desperately clenching his cock, milking him with the throbbing convulsions of her walls. Lucien was still painfully gripping her hips. He felt the unexpected primal stirrings of anticipation as the complete overwhelming desire of the Vampire began to unleash.

  Since the early years of his conversion, Lucien had been able to quiet the consuming lust of the predator within him. The sensual beast now demanded control, overwrought with Ariel's scent and passionate responses.

  Lucien could not stop the change as he became more Vampire than man. Its dark needs were demanding release from the long captivity. In the frenzy of its arousal, the Vampire's sole objective was to satisfy its desires. The beast would take its pleasure in pain and blood, a part of the ancient curse.

  Ariel could sense the change in Lucien. She looked at the creature now thrusting inside her. It seemed no longer Lucien. She was looking into the fierce blood red eyes of the Vampire. Ariel's fear fed the predator's senses. Lucien felt a white heat wash through his body and knew he could not pull back. Ariel, forgive me.

  Unique to his kind, a fold of flesh on the underside of his shaft opened and a small protuberance distended, dripping warm and hard. The extension had cup shaped nodes along its length.

  Lucien's fangs extended to limits he had not experienced before, their sensitive pores absorbing the scent of arousal. Lost as he was in his ancient species' demands, he could not retract them. His whole being became an undulating force of desire. Lucien looked at the exquisite woman thrashing beneath him. The Vampire craved her pain. Every cell in his body cried out for it. His sensitive fangs yearned for it. Needed it.

  Using his thumbs to spread her sex, the small digit emerging from his cock stroked her clit. Its purpose was to prolong her shattering climaxes, forcing her to clutch, stroke, and squeeze his cock. Engorged with passion, the small tentacle pushed and stroked Ariel's clit unmercifully. The nodes along its length attached themselves to her small bead, sucking, drinking her cream and demanding her to produce more of the fluids it thrived on.

  The Vampire looked down on the writhing woman. "Come for me, Ariel," he growled. Ariel's orgasm ripped through her depths, gripping Lucien's shaft so tightly he felt as if he would explode. He stared at her while she was thrashing, arching into him as her body spasmed in passion. Her long hair flew wildly across her breasts.

  Ariel didn't know what was happening to her. She felt an unfamiliar, continuous sucking and stroking on her clit. Lucien was raised above her, his hands holding her hips in an unbreakable grip. Still the unbearable sucking continued.

  She clenched her teeth moaning over and over. She tried to sit up, to stop the torment shattering her. Lucien grabbed her wrists and slammed them down by her waist, pinning her as he kept pounding into her womb.

  "Lucien. Oh, God! Stop. I can't. Oh, God, Lucien. Please," she sobbed as another painful climax ripped through her. Ariel was trying to fight, struggling to pull away. The unbearable convulsive orgasms were tearing her apart. Every nerve felt the fiery heat, and still it went on. She was sobbing loudly in pain and pleasure, now fearing her never ending spasms of release.

  The Vampire flared its nostrils and smelled her arousal and terror. He growled in triumph. The sucking extension abandoned her clit and searched along her folds drinking her creamy discharge, sucking the drenched pink flesh. It lengthened along her slit and found the puckered ring of her anus where it pushed past the tight muscle and entered, still sucking and stroking inside her. Ariel began screaming with the pain of the unexpected intrusion. "Lucien! Stop! Oh dear God! Stop! Please! You're killing me!" she cried in terror.

  Lucien continued to pump deeply into her core. Ariel forcefully tried to push him away, her body fearing for its very survival. Instinctively, the Vampire's claws pushed through its fingers and dug into her hips, holding her to him. Ariel shrieked in agony.

  Blood mixed with their sweat fueling the beast as he thrust deeper, climbing into her shuddering body. The extension from his shaft was matching each powerful impaling, now extending deep within her ass.

  In lustful abandonment, consuming her agony, the Vampire's hunger was finally satiated with Ariel's pain and fear. Lucien could feel the heat of his seed leaving his throbbing sack, filling his shaft.

  As he felt the hot fluid rise through his length, Lucien bared his fangs and lunged for the straining pulse in Ariel's throat. She felt the fierce sting as his fangs broke the skin. Ariel was still lost in the pain of wave after wave of trembling climaxes. Her tight walls sucked hungrily at his thrusting shaft as Lucien drew blood from her vein. Mindless in this torture Ariel raked his back with her nails. Her body was clawing to get him deeper, while her mind was trying to hurt him and push him away. Still, she continued to convulse helplessly in release.

  Lucien arched back, releasing her throat. With a jarring plunge he shot his seed deep in her channel. Eyes burning fire, he looked down at Ariel and roared, "Mine!"

  CHAPTER 15

  A NEW LIFE

  Lucien licked Ariel's wounds closed. He curled her beside him, stoking her gently until the shudders quieted, protecting her. In trepidation, using the Vampires' powers, Lucien reached out with his mind to sense her emotions. He wondered with excitement if the new power he controlled would tell him what he needed to know. With great relief, he understood her mind was still intact, though in turmoil after the explosive encounter. Lucien kept the connection, ensuring himself she was sorting out her feelings, slowly coming back to him. In anticipation, he waited to patiently guide her.

  A long time later, Ariel's quivering voice spoke. "Heather said she was afraid of you. I understand what she meant now."

  Lucien replied quietly, "Heather never experienced the change, Ariel. I've been able to contain the beast since the early years of the curse. It wants you. I sensed it the first time I saw you. It was why I knew I could not have you until we got here."

  "I can't go through this again, Lucien. Its demands are terrifying. Every part of my body is exhausted and hurts," Ariel whispered.

  "You will learn to accept it," Lucien said. "It has had you now and will not be denied its pleasure. It will teach you to fulfill its desires."

  "Lucien, this will kill me," Ariel said, dispassionately.

  In his mind, the Vampire growled in ecstasy at her despair. Lucien smiled down at her. "No, Ariel. The Vampire needs you. It desires you. You have set it free. You have set me free. It will not be caged again."

  "I'm not strong enough for this, Lucien," she argued.

  "Master, Ariel. The Vampire is Master, and he is mine as well," he corrected her. "You will live for its pleasure."

  "No, I won't do this," she denied.

  Angered, the Vampire surfaced and hissed, "I am your Master, Ariel. You will do as I say and fulfill my needs. Make no mistake. You will please me."

  Ariel tried to shrink away from the harsh words but the creature within Lucien held her tighter to him. "Who am I, Ariel?" he demanded. She remained silent.
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  "Who am I?" He gripped her painfully.

  Reluctantly, fearfully, Ariel muttered, "Master."

  "Who am I, Ariel?" he commanded.

  "Master. You are my cruel Master," Ariel wailed pitifully.

  Appeased, the Vampire retreated. Lucien brushed his lips through her hair. Too exhausted to argue further, she closed her eyes and rolled over to sleep. He caressed her for a long time after he heard her calm, regular breathing. Lucien was in awe of her perfection. He knew she was the one he had searched for all these many years. His desire for her would never end. Ariel completed him. Even in pain, she matched his passion and gave herself fully to him.

  Lucien would teach her to trust him to take care of her. Ariel's protests and reluctance to obey would begin to subside as she learned to seek her pleasure fulfilling his desire each time she was with the Vampire. He craved the power she had unleashed within in him, finally allowing him to release the brutal passion of the Vampire.

  There was no doubt he loved her and that she was his true mate. Eventually, when she was ready, he would convert her so she could remain beside him forever. Lucien had no doubt she would grow to love him and crave the passion only he could provide. He kissed her above her ear. Unconsciously, Ariel grasped the arm he had around her, holding him close. "You'll be fine, Ariel," he whispered.

  She woke with the room bathed in sunlight and Heather sitting quietly in the chair next to the bed. "Good morning, Ariel. I brought you breakfast. Make sure to drink all the apple juice. It's got a few herbs in it that will help replenish you."

  "Oh God, Heather, where's Lucien?" Ariel sat up cautiously, clutching the quilt around her aching nakedness.

  When Heather had first walked in the bedroom, she saw the fading red claw marks on Ariel's hips, the tangled hair, the bruising on Ariel's thighs and the blood on the bed clothes. She silently cursed Lucien. No wonder Ariel feared his whereabouts. She handed Ariel a robe. "Off doing head-honcho stuff, I guess. He figured you'd be sleeping in."

  Ariel reached for the juice with a trembling hand. "Heather, I can't do this." Ariel's eyes started watering.

  Heather leaned over and hugged her. "It will be okay, Ariel. Lucien will see what he's done to you. He's so domineering, but he'll back down a little when you're here awhile." It was the way Lucien had come to treat her.

  "No, Heather, he won't. It's going to get worse. You don't understand." Ariel's tears spilled.

  "Lucien can be a little rough, it excites him. He will learn your limits though." Heather tried to assure her and sat back down.

  "Heather, he changed. It was like Lucien was hardly even there. This other part of him, Heather, he didn't try to stop it. This will be the side of him that will be setting the limits, and I don't think I can live through it." Ariel continued to describe what she could remember of the past night.

  Heather's face went white. "Oh my God, Ariel. You're his mate!" she exclaimed. "I think it's the only way he could have changed. What you've described is the 'claiming'. I heard legends about what happened when Patrick found Constance. I didn't think it was true."

  "What is the claiming?" Ariel asked nervously.

  "It's a mental bonding between the Vampire and his mate. It only works if the Vampire takes control. If they're feeding while you're both, you know, having an orgasm. Somehow it forms a mental bond with him. Lucien will know where you are and what you're feeling, even when he's not with you." Heather explained.

  "You mean, he'll know what I'm thinking?" Ariel was clearly upset.

  "I don't think so. Constance, Patrick's mate, told me it's more like he can feel her emotions. They can do that a little when they're near us anyway. When the Vampire finds its mate, it feeds off it. It's like he'll always be scanning you," Heather said. "Ariel, the Vampire will know if you try to plan anything."

  Ariel was confused. She finished her breakfast in silence. She brushed her teeth and splashed water on her face at the sink in the bathroom and washed herself. Heather helped Ariel pick out an outfit, including soft moccasins she'd brought with her.

  "I'm going to show you around the settlement a little today. Let me know when you get tired and we'll come back." Heather headed for the door with a clearly distressed Ariel behind her.

  When they'd reached the main hall, they went inside and Heather introduced her to some of the older women working in the kitchen. One of them looked at the circles under Ariel's eyes and brought her another cup of the juice she'd had earlier. "Drink a lot of this. We always keep it here and you girls need your strength." Her wrinkled face smiled at Ariel. She shuffled away and returned to kneading dough.

  "The Vamps' companions are like the matriarch's around here. Everyone will treat you a little special. It's up to you to keep the Clansmen satisfied. Believe me, the whole settlement knows if you're arguing. A displeased Vampire disrupts everything around here." Ariel and Heather left the old women in the main hall. Heather gave a little laugh. "You so don't want to know which one was Lucien's companion before me. They all used to be hippies. Their group was moving into the mountains to form a commune. I guess they got what they came for."

  Heather pointed out all the houses and who lived where, showed her through the outbuildings and introduced her to everybody they ran into as "Lucien's woman, Ariel."

  Ariel noticed her friends, the men on the camping trip, sprinkled throughout the settlement. None of them were together. They seemed to all be assigned to work with one of the settler's men, learning their trade she assumed. A few of them smiled up at her, others were engrossed in what was being explained to them.

  Paula had been at Sarah's small shop complaining about the style of her clothes. Sarah smiled at her announcing she had found her apprentice. Paula looked shocked. Paula had no special interest of study, so she was up for grabs.

  Shawna and Christal were on a bench by the corral talking. Ariel had waved to them.

  Teri was talking to Carl about a pregnant horse over by the corrals. Carl had given Heather a quick kiss promising to see her at the noon meal. All her friends had Ariel's same exhausted look.

  As they neared the edge of the clearing, Ariel saw the Indians preparing to leave. Lucien immediately stopped talking to Wind Seeker. He glanced at Ariel and Heather and nodded. Wind Seeker had Mike leashed by his collar to the saddle. His head had been shaved with the exception of a short lock on the crown. His ass had fresh welts on it and Ariel's eyes watered. Oh, Mike. Why couldn't you have just tried to get along?

  Heather guided her left, away from the departing Indians and down the fence line. They arrived at several garden patches. Some of the women from the kitchen were picking vegetables to put in the baskets they carried. Hannah was at the back edge of the gardens. "Hi, there. I was hoping I'd see you today." Hannah took in Ariel's tired appearance and gave an odd glance to Heather. Heather nodded back. "What do you think?" she asked Ariel, indicating the garden with a wide sweep of her arm.

  "It's impressive. I saw herbs in this garden that haven't been around in years." Ariel had only been able to reference a few of them because of her botany studies.

  Hannah explained, "Some of them are from original plants brought up from the flatlands centuries ago. It's kinda' neat. I learned about them from Emma. I was her apprentice. She died a couple years ago. I started cataloging them with pictures and dried plants if they were small enough." It was obvious Hannah shared Ariel's interest in nature by the way she talked.

  "I was going to art school and cocktailing part time when I was nabbed by the Clan. No one in our group had any background in growing anything, except for me. The only thing I ever grew was pot, but it thrived, so here I am." Hannah laughed a little nervously, still staring at Ariel's wan appearance.

  "I've tried to write descriptions, uses, how to grow them and stuff, but man I can use your help. Lucien said you knew plants. What? Did you work in a nursery or something?" Hannah asked.

  "College. I was starting my final year toward a degree in botany," Ariel answered
wearily.

  Hannah whistled. "Wow. You are going to be an asset."

  A bell started clanging in the distance. "Noon meal. Let me wash up and I'll walk up with you," Hannah offered. Hannah kept observing Ariel closely.

  "You know, don't you? You can tell somehow." Ariel finally stated.

  "Yes, Ariel," Hannah admitted. "I've heard rumors all morning about each of your friends, as well. You were the last one to come out today. That's not surprising considering you're with Lucien. This is going to mean big changes for everyone," Hannah answered nervously. "Let's get to the main hall."

  "I'm not going to have to sit in Lucien's lap again, am I?" Ariel complained.

  Hannah and Heather replied together, "For at least the next twenty years." They laughed when Ariel groaned.

  The three women made their way to the main hall. Almost everyone was already there and the platters were being taken to the tables. Heather sat down next to Carl, and Ariel thanked her for helping her his morning. Heather gave Ariel a hug. "You'll be okay, Ariel."

  Hannah found her place next to Mason. Ariel continued up to the front table where Lucien waited for her.

  "You have shadows under your eyes, Ariel. You need to go back to the house and rest after noon meal," Lucien said as he pulled her onto him.

  Ariel was tired. "I'm fine, Lucien. I like being outside." She hated being ordered like a child. It was bad enough sitting on his lap in front of everyone.

  Lucien leaned down and spoke quietly in her ear. "Ariel, you will go lie down after we finish eating. I have a busy night planned for us and will not have you exhausted merely because you want some fresh air. Do not disobey me."

  Ariel squirmed uncomfortably, "Yes, sir," she murmured. In her mind she wondered if she regretted her words from yesterday. Maybe it was that bad.