Barbarian's Prisoner: An Alien Romance

by Abella Ward

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. Guess 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.

  Just then she felt a sharp prick in her lip. The taste of blood rushed into her mouth, followed by a stabbing pain.

  “OUCH!” cried Valery, pulling away from Beau.

  “Holy shit! I’m sorry!” he replied, shocked at what he had done. Beau had gotten so excited he had almost lost total control. His fangs had extended and, unintentionally, he had bitten her lip. The scent of her blood was antagonizing him and he wanted to taste even more. Feeling the urge to feed on Valery, Beau backed away quickly. He started to yell at her, “GO UPSTAIRS, NOW!”

  Valery jumped. She hadn’t expected him to yell at her, not now, after what they had just been doing. Seeing anger and panic in his eyes, she turned and ran. She wasn’t stupid enough to try and escape now. He would surely run her down. At this moment in time, it probably wasn’t a good time to test him. He could kill her, and she knew it.

  Valery ran to her room and shut the door behind her. She leaned against the door to see if she could hear Beau coming after her. He wasn’t. Suddenly, a wave of emotions came washing over her. What had she been thinking? Did she really think he wouldn’t know she would try to escape? And what’s more, how could she have been so stupid to provoke him the way she had?

  Valery didn’t know why, but she had never felt such desire and passion. She had wanted him to take her, to ravage her. That wasn’t like her. Valery had only had sex a few times in her whole life, she had never experienced even a quarter of the amount of passion she had felt when Beau had kissed her.

  Her mind raced. Everything had changed so suddenly. She had started her day by pickpocketing wealthy strangers. Now she found herself in a mansion, making out with a vampire and wanting him to fill every inch of her. What the hell was going on? More to the point, why the hell did she suddenly want him so badly?

  Valery didn’t sleep that night. Instead, she wasted time by pacing back and forth. Occasionally, she would look out the window, hoping to see Beau walking through the yard. All she wanted was to see him and that was not like her. She had never needed anyone, but for some reason, she only needed him.

  Chapter Four

  Having finally regained control, Beau paced in the middle of the forest. He had made a point of running deep into the woods. He needed to put as much space between himself and Valery as he could.

  Beau was shaken. He had never come so close to wanting to kill a human before. The urge was there. His fangs had been fully extended. Another minute of kissing her and feeling her amazing body against his and he would have bitten into her. The taste of Valery’s blood was still in his mouth and he wanted more. His throat burned for that sweet, delectable taste she had.


  Beau’s pacing continued. How could he have been so stupid? She baited him and he took it. He allowed himself to lose control. His anger raged, but it was completely at himself. Beau couldn’t be angry with Valery. He should be, but he just couldn’t be. Now, she probably wouldn’t want to be with him—not that she had wanted to be before tonight.

  Beau couldn’t help that they had gone from zero to sixty and back again, in just a few hours. For a split second, there may have been hope, but now, that hope had just vanished. She would surely hate him. He hated himself.

  The next day, Beau sent for his sister Gwen knowing she would know how to help him. When she arrived, Beau wasted no time telling her everything that had happened the day before.

  “Are you out of your fucking mind?” Gwen asked sharply. “You could have killed her! Not to mention the Choosing Ceremony is in less than a week and you are supposed to pick a female to mate with!”

  “I’m not attending the Choosing Ceremony. I have never understood why we do it,” answered Beau, “besides, I have the female I want to mate with. I don’t know how it happened, exactly. It just happened!”

  “So tell me again how you met her? She was trying to pickpocket you in Central Park? That’s classy,” Gwen sneered as she looked at her brother. She generally wasn’t a snide female, but the thought of her brother breaking tradition worried her. She didn’t know how their parents would react to this information.

  “Anyway…” Beau interjected, wanting to change the subject to the reason why he had asked Gwen to come, “I need you to take her shopping.”

  “Shopping?” questioned Gwen, sharply.

  “Yes, she doesn’t have any clothes and well… the ones she was wearing last night ended up with the crotch ripped out of them,” said Beau, sheepishly. He knew his sister would have some kind of comment about the situation he was explaining.

  “Say what!?!” Gwen was eyeballing him now, “Are you telling me that when you lost control, you got so excited you ripped the crotch right out of her jeans? Boy, you sure don’t waste any time.”

  “NO! It wasn’t like that! She was stuck on the fence, and I pulled her down and they ripped out,” explained Beau desperately trying to keep his sister from thinking he full-on attacked Valery’s vagina… which, he had wanted to, but that was beside the point.

  “Ooooh,” said Gwen, who then burst into laughter. She continued to laugh at him until he had the sudden urge to knock her through the window.

  “Okay, okay… STOP LAUGHING!” Beau yelled at her, crossing his arms.

  “Alright, I’m sorry. But seriously Beau, you ripped the crotch out of her pants. That is too good,” Gwen made a failing effort to try and hide her grin as she jeered at her brother.

  “So will you take her shopping?” asked Beau impatiently.

  “Sure, I want to get to know this human who had my brother completely losing control. Especially because he has always been Mr. Rogers, who lived on the corner and never made a single mistake in his life,” teased Gwen, letting out another giggle.

  Without any hesitation, Beau left the office where they had been having their delightful conversation and he led his sister to the living room. He couldn’t handle another teasing comment from Gwen. She didn’t understand the impulsive struggles that Valery caused him to feel.

  Valery was sitting on the couch in a pair of his old sweat pants. She really hadn’t had anything else to wear, so Beau had left them outside of her bedroom door after he had returned home last night.

  “Valery, this here is my sister Gwen. She has come to take you shopping,” Beau said casually introducing the two women.

  “So I get to spend the day with another vampire?” asked Valery staring at Gwen’s perfectly tall and lean figure. She had bone-straight long blonde hair. Her skin was radiant and Valery couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous of her radiating beauty.

  “Unless you want to run around in his old sweats for the rest of your life,” replied Gwen sarcastically, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she eyeballed Valery’s attire. She had a lot of work to do, that much was apparent. When she got done with this human female, Beau wouldn’t know what hit him.

  “Ummm… no,” answered Valery getting up from the couch, “Let’s go.”

  “I refuse to take you out looking like that. There are other vampires in this town and I have a reputation to protect,” said Gwen as she inspected Valery from head to toe, “Lucky for you, I have an entire house full of clothes. Come on, we’ll go get a few things that I think will fit you.” With that, Gwen grabbed Valery’s hand and half led, half dragged her out of the room.

  Valery couldn’t help but be glad this vampire hadn’t chosen to sling her over the shoulder like Beau had kept doing.

  ***

  The day was a blur for Valery. It started with Gwen forcing her to try on multiple articles of clothing before they could even leave for the city. Finally, Valery had put on a pair of black leather pants with an open-backed, sparkly shirt and Gwen had been satisfied.

  It didn’t take long for Valery to realize how quick and direct of a being Gwen was. It was clearly Gwen’s way or the highway. At first, Valery didn’t think they were going to get along, but soon it seemed as though they might just become friends.

  They spent the day at several clothing stores, trying on outfit after outfit. It shocked Valery when the first store bill had been nearly $1700 and Gwen had handed the clerk cash. Who carries that much cash around? Valery thought, as the clerk took the money and handed Gwen the receipt.

  Suddenly, her life as a pickpocket came flooding back. She was turning into one of those people she despised. For the first time in her entire life, Valery found herself buying clothes she never could have considered purchasing. She also had money available to her. No expense was too much because the Vampire King who had set his eyes on her, had every intention of spoiling her rotten. Valery couldn’t believe the changes she was experiencing all at once.

  Eventually, Gwen and Valery had purchased so much stuff they couldn’t have carried another bag in their hands if their lives had depended on it. Valery had never felt more off balance. The inner struggle she now faced felt as though it was eating her alive. Why did she feel so stunning and beautiful, while still feeling as though she was living the life of a street rat? Valery couldn’t explain the range of emotions that were flooding through her.

  “So I guess we had better call it a day,” said Valery, looking at all the bags they were carrying.

  “Oh no, we are just getting started,” replied Gwen excitedly.

  “But we have so many bags. How are we supposed to carry all of these?” asked Valery curiously.

  Just then Gwen pointed over her shoulder. The black SUV that had brought them to the city for shopping had pulled up and parked. Gwen led the way over to the vehicle, opened the back and tossed all of their bags in. Then, she took Valery’s hand, waved to Xavier who sat in the driver’s seat, and headed for the next store.

  “You may not have noticed this, but… my family is loaded,” said Gwen exuberantly, “You can shop to your heart’s content. My brother likes you. He usually just gets it on with whomever. Somehow, you have captured his attention.”

  “Yeah, I’ve captured his attention all right. I’ve captured it to the point he was about to eat me last night, and not in a sexual way,” replied Valery, sarcastically. Thinking about the events of the night before. She still hadn’t decided whether or not to forgive Beau or run screaming into the night. Not that he would let that happen. He had made it clear she was his property and she was not leaving.

  “He wouldn’t actually eat you. We aren’t cannibals. He would have just sucked all the blood out of you and left your body for the wolves to eat,” Gwen explained casually. “Don’t worry. Beau has full control now… or at least he will until he sees you in some of these sexy outfits.”

  The manner in which Gwen had so casually said Beau would have fed Valery’s body to the wolves sent a chill rushing throug
h her. Could he really do that to her? Simply cast her aside like a piece of rotten meat? She wouldn’t put it past him, yet something inside of her told her he wouldn’t do that.

  Valery had just noticed that Gwen had dragged her into a lingerie store. The store was full of every sexual outfit imaginable. Valery could just see herself being forced into some dominatrix type outfit that encouraged her to use whips and chains on Beau. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement over the thought of being in control of the sexy brute. Some of the heat she had felt from the night before pulsed through her. Valery suddenly felt hot and needy. She squeezed her thighs together slightly and felt a little tingle from her clit, which then scurried up through her body. This might actually be fun, she thought, suddenly found herself more interested.

  Gwen had fun picking out kinky and downright skanky outfits for Valery. She forced her to try them on and then model them. Gwen obviously enjoyed embarrassing Valery, because every time she came out with a new outfit, Gwen would make some sort of catcall at her. This, of course, caused other shoppers to stop what they were doing and look over at Valery.

  To Valery’s chagrin, this did not stop even after she had shot several menacing looks at Gwen. She liked the vampire, but being around her made Valery feel so inept in every way. She couldn’t help but think she might need therapy after spending so much time with this crazy, beautiful lunatic.

  Finally, it was time to head back to the mansion. Valery was tired and was happy to get out of the city. For the first time ever, she had spent the day shopping, looking through racks of clothes without being stalked by employees, trying on outfits she could actually purchase and spending money, loads and loads of money. It was an addicting feeling and Valery couldn’t help but want to do it again.

  Chapter Five

  Beau spent the day relaxing. He had no idea what sort of outfits Gwen would be forcing Valery to buy. Knowing his sister the way he did, Beau knew he would need to be in complete control when the girls returned.