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Chapter Two: Submission

There is some slight humor uncovered when it becomes obvious
that there is just one person in the world who can make you do all kinds of
interesting things. I had always been an independent woman. I never relied on
another to save me, and if I really wanted something, I�d find an honest way of
getting it. At least, this was the way I was before I met Gabriel Van Helsing.

There was something strangely endearing about that little
half-smirk he sometimes sported in our travels. He was so covert, so
mysterious� I could never figure him. But it was a deep, raging, almost wanton
longing, to know the man behind the weapons and the hat. That wide brim had a
tendency of overshadowing his face until I could only see the burning depths of
his eyes, and he always seemed to gain control of me with his expressions. I
had developed a way of not looking at him. At least it allowed me to get a
handle on myself.

It had been a long, grueling day. And I fear that I may have
been somewhat less than manageable to him. In fact, I guess I could say I was
downright stubborn. I had been� cruel. So I mostly expected he would be angry
with me for a while. It was my nature at its worst. I tried to convince myself
that it didn�t matter, but there was just no more lying to be done. I sighed
when I reached my room at the inn and plopped myself on the bed for a good
hour�s nap. We had gotten adjoining rooms in the event of an emergency. I
assumed he was resting as well.

After my nap, I went to the desk to record the day�s events.
There hadn�t been much to find out there�just snow, snow, and more snow� and
the occasional tree. The blizzard had been utterly devastating to all of the
surrounding towns, and we had been lucky to find that Budapest wasn�t still
partially buried. The roads were all a bit iffy as far as traveling went,
however, and I expected we would be residing here for a few days.

I was hungry. I flipped the record-book shut and knocked on
Gabriel�s door. No answer. �Mister Van Helsing,� I finally called, �I�m going
downstairs to get some food.� With that, I went down into the restaurant
section of the inn. There obviously weren�t many people around, and the food
sources were limited, but I still managed to procure a decent meal. I felt much
better after it, and wondered why Gabriel hadn�t joined me. Oh well. I wondered
if maybe he was so mad at me that he wasn�t going to talk to me? No, that was
ridiculous. Words couldn�t do that much damage�could they?

When I returned to my room, it was strangely dark, so I lit
the lantern immediately to be greeted only by shadows. Yet it was strangely
un-nerving. I knocked on Van Helsing�s door again. No response. I was starting
to get worried and finally, I just opened the door. I was met with a
pitch-black abyss. I quickly retreated back into my room, shutting the door.
Why was he not in his room? I had most definitely seen him go in there�
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�Ought to be more careful about leaving your room unlocked,�
came a voice from the corner. I whirled around to see Gabriel Van Helsing,
dimly illuminated as he casually leaned against the wall and reached over to
click the lock. That click seemed to scare the wits out of me and I stood
still, just looking at him. �You never know what kind of people you�re going to
attract,� he continued, stepping out of the shadows into the lamplight. He took
off his hat and moved it around almost restlessly in his hands, watching me
with intent eyes. He expected me to say something.

�At least I told you I was going downstairs,� I stated,
grabbing up the record-book and placing it away.

�You�re just lucky it was me who heard it, and not whomever
could have been outside the door listening,� he answered smugly, his eyes never
leaving me. I refused to look at him. The last thing I wanted was to lose my
wits again. He was only causing more anger to rise within me. I felt invaded in
a way.

�Who would possibly do such a thing? No one is following
us,� I said, randomly picking up things around the room. Anything to keep
myself occupied. There was simply no way I was going to let myself become
distracted by him.

�I have a tendency to attract all sorts of interesting and
meddlesome creatures,� commented Van Helsing, with a slight chuckle. But it was
a dry chuckle, and there was pain stashed behind it.

�Okay, well, it seems you have taught me my lesson. Never
leave the door unlocked, and never shout your whereabouts through the door.
I�ll keep that in mind. Now, if you wouldn�t mind,� I opened the door to his
room, annoyed.

�Your lesson is far from over,� he said gruffly, stepping
forward to close the door to his room and leaning against it, looking down at
me. I still didn�t look at him. �Miss Valerious,� he addressed, �All day, you
have been an aggravating stubborn brat, and I am determined to tame you. You�ve
been wild, ruthless, and roguish, and I intend to put a stop to this. There is
absolutely no reason for you to have put me down so viciously. This trip is not
for your means; it is for mine. And don�t you dare think the fact that you are
Princess of Vaseria is going to stop me.�

Finally, I lifted my eyes to glare at him. How dare he
address me in this manner! Then again� I had been rather unpleasant all
day. But he seemed to be taking it in a rather calm manner? Flustered, I
blinked rapidly and forced out a deep breath. �Mister Van Helsing. I take
orders from no one except my family, God, and myself. You are not included in
this category.�

His eyes flashed and he tossed his hat aside, removing his
coat and scarf. �Very well. I will just proceed then,� he said. Then suddenly
he closed in on me, caging me in his embrace and kissing me vigorously. I
panicked and squirmed, trying to get away, but he held me firmly until I was
forced to stop, otherwise I would get too tired to resist further motions. Not
to mention that the will power to resist was slowly slipping away as if it were
water seeping through my hands. My entire being searched desperately for
something to hang onto but I was surrounded by a barren expanse of air.
Apparently, his tender persistence was about to pay off.

Trapped within his arms like a helpless creature, I found
myself at his mercy. The will to resist was failing me more quickly than I
could ever imagine it to. Resistance�out of the question. Surrender�also out of
the question. I found myself nearly suspended in a heated space of pure
confusion. My own thoughts were mixed about in an incoherent jumble and I
forced back strange vocal protests as well as consents. But I couldn�t react to
the gentle drift of his hands, yet it was driving me wild. Finally I emitted a
gentle protest that was little more than a murmur. �Gabriel, what are you
doing?� I whispered. His hands rested lightly upon my waist, his head bent
forward to rest against mine. His eyes burned darkly but still shone with a
fierce gentleness. Somewhere in their depths, I could swear I saw the fire of a
beast.

�I�m claiming you, Anna,� he growled low, locking lips with
me in a newfound intensity. I gasped as his hands clenched my waist, all the
circumstances and situations of the surrounding world just burning away. I
whimpered slightly, finding myself on the floor underneath him, pinned down in
a state of pure helplessness. It would have seemed forceful if the rest of me
wasn�t begging my mind to simply surrender. Out of the question, I reminded
myself. I never surrendered to a damn thing, least of all Gabriel Van Helsing.
His breath was close to my face for a moment as he trailed his fingers along my
cheek and stared into my eyes.

His fingers peeled my corset off. It was a mere trapping and
obstacle that prevented him from �staking his claim.� A short cry left my lips
but I should have known it wouldn�t help me to escape. He attempted to calm me
by nibbling sweetly at my lips, but my heart was already racing in fear and excitement.
His hands slithered like snakes into my trousers and slipped under to grasp my
buttocks. I gasped, my eyes going wide. No one had ever touched me like that
before. My legs flattened like boards and I stared at him, completely frozen. I
think I might have even been glaring a bit.

He suddenly nudged my legs open, settling in between and
pressing his groin at my apex firmly. I struggled, pushing weakly at his
shoulders. The voice of reason was still in control, but it was fast slipping
away. I grimaced and strove to get out of his hold, but I could feel some
strange heat starting down below my waist. It felt both sinful and wonderful,
but forbidden in a way. All I could do was stare at him with an almost hateful
expression, but this seemed only to amuse him.

�Keep this up,� he said, smirking slightly and pressing more
at my center. I let out a short, helpless cry, but it diminished into a sullen
whisper. He was hard as a rock, and I was terrified. He began kissing slowly
around my jaw, nibbling every inch of available skin and I found myself wanting
to fall over and beg him to take me. But no, that would not be of my nature. I
had to find some way to escape this. There must have been a way. ��And I�m
going to have to tie you down.� He smirked devilishly and I pushed forcefully
at his shoulders, groaning slightly. His hands flew out of my trousers and
pinned my hands over my head.

�No man can claim me,� I breathed. He was smiling again. Oh
God, what was I to do? �I belong to no man.�

�Then it�s time you were taught otherwise, Miss Valerious,�
he informed. He flipped me over onto my stomach, still holding my hands over my
head. He lifted my blouse and tied the ends around my wrists once it was off,
slowly lifting me from the floor. At least he didn�t force me to look at his
eyes through the humiliation, and I was sure I was about to cry. He laid me
underneath him on the bed and tied off the other end of my blouse to the
bedpost, half-smirking at me. I stared at him, my eyes foggy. �You�re not
making this any better for yourself by resisting,� he scolded. I was flustered.

�Am I supposed to make it easy?� I inquired, struggling to
buck my legs out from underneath him to regain some sense of control. But I was
falling weak to this heightened senses and his gaze was flickering over my
exposed breasts. Some wild part of my brain was enjoying this and I guessed
that Gabriel probably knew this. Otherwise, he would have stopped. By all
rights, I had deserved this moment. I had provoked him, and he felt the need to
show his ability to exert his power over me.

�Of course not. That would be very non-Anna-Valerious of you
to do.� He smiled almost wickedly and removed his vest and sweater. I felt my
heart flop as I lay there, tied to the post with his weight holding my legs
down. He moved off of the bed to remove his boots and I flipped myself around,
trying to undo my bonds, but it was no use. He clearly knew what he was doing.
I looked over at him to see shaking shoulders. He was laughing at me. I
was angry.

�You untie me, this instant!� I demanded, wrenching my hands
on the tied blouse. He turned and started working my boots off.

�Nay lady,� He answered, raising a brow and grinning as my
legs attempted some wild kicks at his strong arms. He got the boots off and
near tackled my legs to hold me down. �Oh Anna, you�re so feisty,� he joked,
�Like a tigress.� His eyes flashed as he grabbed the edge of my pants and
pulled down with a determined grunt. I felt all sense of security vanish and I
panicked again.

�Don�t you dare!� I gasped, �Gabriel!� The words were no
longer coming. He just grinned, tossing my pants aside and the remaining
underwear. Just flung across the room. And now here I was, naked and vulnerable
underneath him�and embarrassed as hell. He quirked a brow, his hands resting on
my ankles as he gazed over my unclothed body. There had to be something wrong
with this� His eyes glanced at mine and I knew he could read every single
emotion I was feeling. I almost wanted to cry again.

�What are you so embarrassed about?� He smirked, undoing his
own pants, and revealing himself in the dim light of the lantern. I cringed as
he lay across me, kissing my lips and then slowly trailing downward. His legs
partially hooked around mine, steadying what would have been kicking limbs. His
hands were massaging my breasts as his mouth somehow found its way down there
and sucked passionately at the untouched skin. I moaned softly, writhing
underneath him but getting nowhere. He murmured into my chest, but I couldn�t
make out the words. I was lost in the pleasure he was giving me. �Anna�� He finally said, lifting his gaze to
meet my eyes, �Never would I violate you intentionally� so if you see any need
to stop me right now, here is your chance to deny that you do not want this. I
think I have gotten my message through to you, the rest is just personal
pleasure.�

I wanted to reach a hand forward and stroke his face but all
I could do was force a weak smile. I couldn�t respond in any other way. I was
choked up inside. He grinned again, clearly taking the message, and leaned
forward to catch my lips in a deep kiss.

�Just relax�� He mumbled. His hands stroked my thighs
softly, coaxing them to move. But I felt numb and scared suddenly, and I looked
at him. �Open up, Anna,� he commanded gently. I did so slowly, and I felt the
chill of the room sift in between my thighs and meet with the heat moistness of
my center. I groaned slightly, closing my eyes and pushing down into the bed,
in an attempt to show my submissiveness. His eyes flashed like fire and he
suddenly grabbed my legs up tensely, pressing into that opening patiently. But
I could tell even he was on edge about this. I was uncertain of what was to
ensue, all I knew is that it appeared he knew what he was doing, and so I could
only trust him.

I felt miserable. He had owned me so easily. I was so weak.
I moaned some kind of encouragement to him as he pressed deeper and I wanted to
feel every inch of him for some reason. If only I had the aid of my hands� But
this was his way of showing his control over me. Damn him for that. He had
complete control. It was slow and strange, but finally, he had broken me and
while I still lay gasping in the trailing sensations, he began moving in and
out of me in a steady, even rhythm.

�Come on, Anna,� he teased, �Show me there�s more to you
than an aggravating Princess. Show me you�re a woman,� he whispered. I groaned
again, my hips moving of their own accord. He gripped my thighs tightly,
grunting and forcing into me faster.

�Oh God, Gabriel,� I moaned.

�Apologize, Anna,� he said fiercely, jabbing me inside and
staying there while gripping my thighs.

I gasped and whimpered, struggling once again to free
myself. �Gabriel�� My tone was one of protest.

�Apologize,� he growled, gripping my thighs harsher. I
screeched, suddenly the need to regain control was overtaking me again. �Anna��
He said sternly. I gasped out my breaths, finally realizing there was no
winning this one. He wasn�t hurting me but he was causing unfamiliar waves of emotions
to pass through my trembling nerves. My skin was too sensitive to his touch. It
was almost un-nerving.

�I�m sorry,� I barely whimpered. He was using his power
against me. I was hungering for more of him and longing to escape. My eyes
drifted up to my restrained hands and I felt the humiliation sink in once
again. I was on the verge of tears again. The anger seemed to vanish from his
eyes, but the uncontrollable passion still burned there.

�Good girl,� He said with a satisfied edge on his voice. One
of his hands lifted free of my thigh and wrestled with the blouse, working my
hands out of it. Free at last, I reached up and latched onto his shoulders. My
breathing was intense and my heart rate was positively wild. �Why�� I
whispered, �Why are you doing this��

�Because I love you� Anna. And I want you� to see that� you
belong to me!� He managed in between breaths, �Is it becoming clear?� I
groaned, struggling to get away from the rhythms but he jabbed harder, spearing
me practically and I screeched slightly, tensing, before forcing myself to
relax again as the beat became rigorous. He pounded into me mercilessly now,
completely driven from the restraints of all propriety. He unhooked my arms
from his shoulders and slipped his hands under my lower back, arching my back
and lifting me slightly for a full penetration. I gasped, trying to sustain
myself but some weird sensation was pooling at the center of his thrusts. The
energy was flowing throughout my limbs ecstatically and I found myself becoming
more vocal. But it was only cries and grunts that would escape, and
occasionally his name would slip through my lips.

�What�s it going to take, Anna?� He grunted, driving himself
deep into me with a pace I could barely keep up with.

�Everything,� I replied through gritted teeth. I was
terribly determined despite my obvious submission.

�Take it all,� he answered, releasing his hold on my back
and pushing me down underneath him. His hands trailed along my legs up to my
thighs where he asserted a soft grip for the moment, gyrating with a furious motion,
which I struggled to sway my hips in time to. He himself looked on edge. I was
on edge. I couldn�t even be certain if I wanted it to end or if I wanted it to
continue. He grunted in pleasure, and it was obvious he was also trying to keep
a hold on himself.

�How long have you thought about this?� I gasped. It had
been meant to sound demanding or even cold, but I knew it didn�t sound it in
the least. I closed my eyes against the heat and the sweat of our bodies. Oh
God�

�Probably since the first day I met you,� He gasped in
return. His motions almost faltered but he was struck with a new determination
and continued his ferocity. �God Anna,� he struggled, �You could kill a man
with your defiance.� He pierced me more intensely, if that was possible, and I
felt on the verge of exploding. �Do you know what you do to me?� He snarled in
an open demand.

�No,� I murmured weakly, almost surrendering my body to him.

�Let me show you then, my little Romanian Princess.� His motions
became even more viciously intoxicating and I screeched as he started to make
me tremble. He was so close to his own release. He was growing impatient with
me. �You are close, Anna, I can feel it in you,� gasped Gabriel, penetrating
deeply and then gripping my thighs to force me into a climax. �Let go. Let go,
damn it!� He coaxed in an intense voice. I screamed, which was a very shameful
thing to do, but his release was so concentrated. I saw his head bend forward
into my abdomen, yet he forced himself to stay up until I started throbbing on
his pinnacle like some out-of-control beast. His heat filled me completely and
I couldn�t utter another sound for a few minutes. Finally, I murmured through
half-closed eyes, watching him wearily and he withdrew and lay beside me on the
bed with a deep sigh. �Convinced?� He whispered.

�Yes,� I whispered weakly, through the haze of my tears. I
was confused again, but this time it was about my control. Had I just let
myself fall victim to that� thing� that� whatever it was. The words were not
coming to mind. I was still trying to breathe. What had it been? Exciting,
intense, dangerous, passionate, confusing, satisfying� amazing. To sum it up,
it had been amazing. Humiliating, but simply amazing.

�Just remember, Miss Valerious,� he murmured into my ear,
bringing the covers close around our bodies and nuzzling my neck as he wrapped
me in his arms, �You listen to my orders. You submit to me. You belong to me.�

�Point taken,� I whispered weakly. He smiled. It all felt so
damn unfair, but I couldn�t deny the truth of the matter any longer.

�Within reason, my love� I won�t humiliate you so ever
again. This was just a demonstration�� He said softly.

�I deserved it,� I mumbled in my defeat. He laughed into my
neck, kissing my shoul.
�Yeah. You did.�
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