by T. S. Ryder
Valery continued to follow the young man. She made sure to keep a slight distance from him so he wouldn’t catch on. Eventually, he turned into a section of the park that was almost completely empty. This would be a little challenging. If she didn’t grab it at just the right second, he would surely catch her. Not wanting to waste any time, she walked a little faster, yet made sure to walk on the thick grass to help silence her footsteps.
She rounded the corner, but he wasn’t there. What the-?, Valery thought to herself. Then suddenly, she was grabbed from behind.
***
Beau held the curvaceous young woman tightly by the elbows. He didn’t know why she had been following him, but he couldn’t believe it was for no reason at all. He could only assume that she had been attempting to pick his pockets.
“Let go of me!” the pretty, voluptuous, large-breasted woman shouted, as she struggled to get away from him.
“Oh no, I won’t!” Beau replied, holding on even tighter, “What do you think you’re doing, following me?”
“I wasn’t following you. I was just taking a walk through the park,” answered the woman, “Is that a crime?”
“It is when you’re only doing it so you can take things that don’t belong to you.” She stopped fighting him and he loosened his grip, slightly.
“I wasn’t planning to rob you,” lied the curvy woman, who suddenly stomped as hard as she could on Beau’s foot. He released her, out of surprise more so than out of being hurt. That was all it took. The young woman jerked away from him and took off running.
Beau ran after her. Her human pace was no match for his vampire speed and he caught her within seconds. Not wanting to risk losing her again, Beau tackled the woman to the ground. He flipped her onto her back and sat directly on top of her stomach, pinning her to the grass.
“Get off me!” she shouted, angrily.
“NO!” answered Beau, loudly, “Not until you tell me what you were doing.”
“I told you, I was taking a walk in the park! Now, damn it, let me up!” She continued to struggle against him.
“What’s your name?” he asked, gazing down at her. He couldn’t help but feel a sudden connection to her. Something about her scent radiated through Beau’s body and he felt a sudden urge to take her right there and then. He couldn’t do that, he told himself, trying to maintain control over his sudden burst of sexual desire.
“Miranda,” responded the woman. But Beau could tell instantly that this was a lie. He glowered at her, his brilliant ice-blue eyes connecting directly with her exquisite green ones.
“Tell me the truth. What is your real name?” he asked again.
“All right! It’s Valery. Now will you get off me?” she asked again, putting up yet another fight.
“Well, Valery… it just so happens you picked the wrong guy to fuck with! You’re coming with me,” announced Beau as he jumped off of her. He grabbed her up and without any struggle, he hoisted her up, curves and all, and threw her over his shoulder.
***
Valery screamed, beating her fists on his back and kicking her legs as hard as she could. It didn’t even seem to bother him. He continued to carry her through the park.
She didn’t give in, but it didn’t seem like anything she did bothered him. Nobody around even seemed to notice, either. Surely, her screams would alert somebody, but as Valery looked around, even upside down, she could tell there weren’t any people in the area.
I’m so screwed, she thought to herself, as the young brute carried her vast, voluptuous figure as if she were lighter than a sack of potatoes.
Just then a phone started ringing. The man, still holding her with one arm, answered the phone with his other hand. He didn’t carry on a conversation, he simply said, “Meet me at the edge of the park,” and hung up.
Before she knew it, Valery was being shoved unceremoniously into the back of a black SUV. The man climbed in next to her, shut the door and the vehicle roared off.
Yep, she was definitely screwed. She thought as she looked at the man again and then to the front. There was another man in the front seat. He was also large and strongly built. She reached for the door, but it was locked. She was trapped.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! Valery’s mind screamed. She was going to die.
Chapter Two
As the SUV approached its final destination, Beau’s mind wandered. What was he going to do with this female? How was he going to explain himself? Being the next King, it was his responsibility to take a mate and continue the vampire bloodline. His people would go extinct if he didn’t, but he didn’t want to choose a random human at the ceremony. If he was being honest with himself, he had already chosen the female he wanted to be his mate. She was sitting right next to him.
Beau couldn’t explain it, but the sudden attraction he had felt for Valery when he tackled her to the ground in Central Park was one he was not going to get over. Her well-proportioned curves and noticeably pert breasts were exactly what he had envisioned on his mate. She would be perfect. Most of all, Beau thought to himself, she will be mine.
When they finally arrived, Xavier parked the SUV and got out. A giant brick mansion stood directly in front of them. It cast a large shadow over the driveway. There were large trees surrounding it, creating a forested environment. Beau hit a button and the electric gates swung shut, locking the group inside.
“I’ll grab the tuxedoes and leave you to deal with…. this,” Xavier said to Beau while looking Valery up and down. He had a smirk on his face that instantly made Beau want to punch him.
“Thanks for the support Uncle Xavier,” said Beau through gritted teeth.
“Anytime, Bud,” he replied, walking towards the back of the vehicle, taking one last glance at the attractive young woman in the back seat.
Beau sat calmly for a minute. Then, he turned to face his new female. All right, he thought, time to start convincing her to be with me. This shouldn’t be too hard.
Yeah, right, said another voice in his head, you just kidnapped her from a New York City park. Good luck with this one, you chump!
“So, I never actually gave you my name, did I?” Beau asked cautiously, attempting to put his doubts aside.
“I didn’t exactly have the chance to ask while I was thrown over your shoulders like some sort of kill,” snapped Valery. She glared at Xavier and Beau couldn’t help but feel turned on by her sassy spirit. His cock hardened from the sudden vision he had of her writhing on the bed as he pleasured her. His pants suddenly felt tight and he wanted them off.
“Trust me, love,” Beau replied, “If you were my kill, you wouldn’t be able to scream as much as you did. You wouldn’t even have a throat.” Valery shuddered and her eyes widened. She pressed herself against the side of the vehicle trying to distance herself from him.
“Who are you?!” She shouted nervously. Her heart was racing in her chest and she felt as though she might faint.
“Some might call me a bloodthirsty, malicious murderer, but I’d like to think of myself as seductive, reasonable and irresistible,” answered Beau, with a devilish grin spreading across his face. He had a sideways smile that usually caused females of both human and vampire species to shed their clothes for him.
“You’re a vampire!” screeched Valery, attempting again to grab the door handle. It was still locked. “Damn it, let me out of here!”
“Yes,” said Beau ignoring her demand for freedom, “but trust me, it won’t bother you after a while. Before you know it, you will be begging to be in my bed.”
***
Valery couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She had been dumb enough to try and pickpocket a vampire. Not that she had known he was a vampire, but still, now she was going to be some creep’s human blood bag. He had also just said she would be begging to be in his bed. HELL NO, she thought to herself. She had to get out of there.
“First of all, I am not just some hussy who rips her clothes off and begs to be taken. Secondly, I will not be yo
ur human blood bag. Finally, I will not be staying here! I want you to let me out of this godforsaken vehicle, open those gates and let me walk out of here,” Valery hadn’t noticed how much her voice had risen. She realized she had been yelling at him. Not a smart idea to piss him off, she thought, taking in a sudden breath of panic.
“I listened to you, now you listen to me,” answered Beau, leaning closer to make sure their eyes were locked on each other, “First of all, I expect you to become my mate and trust me… sooner or later you will. Secondly, I will more than likely never drink from you. Your blood would be like a sweet, sweet wine and once I started drinking I wouldn’t be able to stop. I’d end up killing you and I wouldn’t want to risk that. Third and finally, you will not be going anywhere without an escort. I can’t risk losing you.”
His speech felt like a slap to Valery’s face. She suddenly realized just how trapped she really was. He intended to bed her and more than likely force her to carry his spawn. HELL NO! Her mind raged again. If this bloodsucking freak thinks I will be having his babies, he has another thing coming!
The conversation was over and Valery found herself being yanked from the vehicle. Before she knew it, Beau had thrown her back over his shoulder and was carrying her into the mansion. She was beginning to feel like a sack of human meat—constantly being carried over some monster’s shoulder. The only thing that Valery was sure of was that she would not be falling for this beast, EVER.
Once inside, Valery expected Beau to set her down. Instead, he continued to take her through different rooms. First, they went through the foyer, then they went up the stairs and down a long hallway, finally they reached a bedroom.
Boy, he really hadn’t been joking about taking her to bed, Valery thought as she looked around the room from her upside down position. Well, he would catch a little surprise knock to the cherries if she had a chance. She wouldn’t let him take her right here and now. She didn’t even know him.
“Just so you know, I refuse to fuck you,” said Valery, attempting to look at Beau, but only getting a shot of his backside. Damn, she thought, as she checked out the pockets of his jeans. Why hadn’t she realized the way he filled out those jeans before? Not exactly like she had taken the time to do so, she had been in the process of being kidnapped. Valery felt a slight needing urge come over her. No, she thought, trying to ignore the feeling.
“I do not expect you to fuck me…. yet,” answered Beau.
“No, no, no… I don’t think you heard me. We will not be together… ever,” continued Valery, “I may be forced to stay here, but I refuse to be your… mate.”
Suddenly Beau unceremoniously tossed Valery off of his shoulder. She felt a moment of weightlessness before she flopped down onto the bed.
“We have already had this conversation,” said Beau sitting down next to her, “I will not force you to have sex with me. Some vampires go for that, but I would like to think I have better manners. Nothing will happen in that department until you decide that it’s what you want. I must keep you safe until then. That is why you can’t leave. If any other vampires outside of this house know you exist, then it will put a target on your back. They will want to take you for their own, or kill you. Either way, it would not be a smart idea for you to wander out alone.”
Once he finished his speech, Beau got to his feet and walked towards the door. “Welcome to your new bedroom, Valery”, Beau welcomed, as he left the room, closing the door behind him.
Had she heard him right? This was her bedroom? She had expected to be locked in some sort of dark, smelly dungeon, not this posh, cozy boudoir. Valery rose from the bed and started scanning the room.
It was larger than any room she had ever had. The color scheme held a lot of natural colors, beiges, browns, and greens. It had its own little sitting area that was next to a small fireplace. A fire was burning happily and it crackled and danced. Valery couldn’t help but feel calm just from watching it. The bed, she just noticed, was queen-sized, and it held a great number of cushy pillows. Overall, she found the room to be very welcoming. It was definitely a splendid space. Too bad she wouldn’t be staying here long enough to enjoy it. She would leave the second everyone had gone to bed.
Wait, Valery wondered, do vampires even sleep?
***
Beau entered his bedroom and closed the door behind him. The day had held such a crazy turn of events, he wasn’t sure what to think. How was he going to explain all of this? In reality, he didn’t really have to explain anything. He was the future King, he could do what he wanted, right?
Beau had never found himself so unnerved before. Then, the thought of Valery’s luscious body sprang into his mind. Her round hips and succulent breasts. Those beautiful legs that he couldn’t wait to have wrapped around him. He moaned slightly, at the thought of what she was going to feel like. What she was going to taste like. Beau’s cock was hard again and it pressed uncomfortably against the zipper of his jeans.
Get a grip! He told himself, but there was no way that was going to happen. Not until he had taken every inch of Valery into his mouth. He didn’t know how long he could wait.
Chapter Three
Beau paced back and forth in his room. It had gotten late. It must have been around three in the morning. He felt like he should find something constructive to do with his time. Surely, Valery would be asleep by now. He felt tempted to go and see her. Something about the way she lured him in, he just couldn’t stay away.
Just then, he heard a racket coming from outside. What the fuck is that? He thought as he moved to the window. Looking outside, Beau could see a black figure sneaking across the yard. Who was dumb enough to be trying to break into his house?
He didn’t have time to wait, he had to protect Valery. He rushed from his room, heading directly for Valery’s. It was empty, minus the makeshift rope that dangled from her window. Of course, it was made out of bedsheets. She was trying to escape.
Shaking his head, Beau took a casual leap out of the window. He landed with ease on the gravel below. Then, following the sound of clattering metal, Beau walked across the yard. The black figure was now sitting on top of the electric gate. It was indeed a person, and Beau knew exactly which person it was. She was stuck. He chuckled to himself and just for the hell of it, he poked the button that opened the gate. It began to open with Valery still perched on top of it.
“Where do you think you’re going?” asked Beau walking out of the shadows. He carried a shit-eating grin on his face and a chuckle broke out from deep within his overly muscular chest.
“I was just heading out for some McDonald’s, care for anything?” replied Valery with a snippy, sarcastic tone.
“I’ll take an extremely sexy woman with a side of fries,” answered Beau gazing up at her.
“I, uh…. I’ll see who I can find,” said Valery as she tried desperately to wrench her clothes from the sharp point on the gate. Her jeans had snagged and she hadn’t been able to dislodge herself from them. Her stupid plan to sneak out and run away had all but failed.
“Let me help you,” he said, as he grabbed her. With an easy yank, he pulled her down from the gate. To her embarrassment and Beau’s excitement, the crotch ripped completely out of her jeans.
When Beau sat Valery on the ground, he could see that she was wearing a delicate little thong under her jeans and the tips of her lips hung out of one side. Beau desired her and his excitement was almost too much for him to handle.
Valery made to cover herself up, but suddenly, she couldn’t help but get even with him. It was obvious to her, based on the way his cock bulged in his jeans, that he desired her. Reaching her arms into the air, she made a little stretching movement that allowed for the thong to pull up and give him just a tiny bit more of a peep show.
“Well, I guess I better find myself another pair of jeans,” said Valery looking at Beau with a sassy smirk, “Unfortunately… these are the only ones I brought, seeing as how I didn’t get the chance to bring a suitcase. Gu
ess I’ll just have to walk around naked.”
Seeing the sudden shudder of excitement rush through Beau and the look of surprise that had crossed his face, Valery started to walk towards the house. For the first time since meeting this powerful, overbearing vampire, Valery finally felt as though she had some control over the situation. The power didn’t last long, just as she was about to reach the door to the mansion, Beau caught her.
He couldn’t help himself, the adrenaline that coursed through him was too much for him to bear. Beau felt as though he had lost control. He grabbed Valery by the shoulders, spinning her around, and slammed her roughly against the door. Then he kissed her, feverishly. To his surprise, she didn’t fight him. Instead, she pressed her lips to his and her breasts perked under the fabric of her thin shirt.
Beau’s desire and passion pulsed through his entire body. He wanted her. He wanted every piece of her. His cock bulged even harder in his jeans and he pressed his hips harder against hers.
Steadily, he slid one hand up Valery’s shirt. Finding her bra, slid his hand under it. He cupped her breast in his hand, tickling her nipple with one finger.
***
Valery had never felt such heat raging within her. She ground her hips against Beau’s, feeling his erection through his jeans. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking. She wanted him. She needed him to strip off these restrictive clothes and take her. Valery was suddenly imagining how he would feel inside of her. Big and pulsating, his vampire manhood engulfing her in thralls of passion. She suddenly felt wet, her clit aching for his cock to join her. Valery moaned, seductively, grinding her hips into Beau’s.
