A/n: My faulty try for a lime, give allowances please. I'm raising the ratings for this story.

Chapter 2

The day was bristling hot, the sun determined to scorch all under its realm.

Meanwhile, all of Stone Haven was prepared for battle. Soldiers grouped into battalions surrounding every entrance to the castle, at all corners there were watchmen looking far ahead for any flicked of the enemy's movement.

They remained strong until the afternoon, and the next day and the day after that. By the third day, the servants were mumbling if it had been a hoax. Their wondering reached the ears of their lady and by nightfall Serena herself was wondering if she had been duped.

"Tomorrow is another day, I must be prepared. Delaying is just one of their tactics and I won't be fooled. They are probably gathering a hundred soldiers more for a siege." She thought to herself as she undressed for bed.

Outside into the night, everything was quiet. The watchman at the south gate yawned as he momentarily closed his eyes. The quick flutter of the wind woke him and he scanned the area, eyes now alert, but no one was there.

Serena woke up when she heard the noise. While she adjusted to the darkness of the room, the shadow moved like a blur and was now looming over her. She opened her mouth to scream only to have it cut off by a warm hand.

"You're mine." The voice whispered in the dark. She felt pressure applied on her back and found herself falling deeper into the darkness. She barely felt being carried up from bed.

Darien couldn't see his bride well in the dark so he shamelessly felt her up.

"Not bad…not bad indeed." He thought inwardly with a smile. Not too thin and not too large. Now if only she wasn't hideously ugly, their marriage wouldn't be so bad.

Serena woke up to the same darkness only the atmosphere was different. The smell, the bed even the shadows in the room were different, illuminated by the full moon outside. This was not her room and the voice that spoke to her was a stranger.

"I see you're awake." The voice said pleasantly with a hint of approval. His voice sent a shiver up her spine and she struggled to see in the darkness to catch a glimpse of the face that owned the voice.

She tried to speak only to realized that she was gagged, her arms and feet bound as well. Her eyes widened in alarm and a sense of distress overcame her. Her struggles were futile.

Darien crossed the room as soon as he saw her realized her predicament. He made a soothing noise and began to stroke her hair. "Do you know who I am?" He whispered in her ear. She shook her head repeatedly. He kissed her through the gag, nibbling at her lower lip. He felt her shiver and he smiled in satisfaction. "I will be your husband."

She became rigid, her eyes becoming clear. He continued his assault kissing her neck, inhaling her scent. His hand moved downwards to her breasts, gauging their weight, molding them and his thumbs repeatedly rubbing her nipples.

Her breathing deepened and her eyes closed tightly. A magnitude of emotions crashed over her as his mouth followed his hands, and his hands went even lower. He was touching her right…there, a place she didn't even dare touch.

"S…top." She wanted to say but all the came out was a garble of sound.

With her feet bound, he had to free her to continue his pleasure. With a quick slash of his knife she was free and the knife disappeared as miraculously as it appeared. She began to attack, kicking him with all her strength. He easily subdued her, trapping her legs with each of his arms plastered at his sides. This leaves the only thing free – his mouth.

He held her as she shuddered in unwanted pleasure, her eyes spilling out shameful tears. She passed out as soon as she reached her climax.

He disrobed and approached his captive, soon-to-be wife. He gently touched her temples where her tears spilled.

This was his chance, his moment. It could all over be so quickly. She wouldn't feel the pain and he would have secured his castle with only this bloodshed. Looking at her so defenseless and beautiful in the moonlight caused his heart to jerk.

Not bothering to put on clothes, he left the room. "I guess I'm not as much as a bastard as I thought I was." He thought to himself with dark amusement. "but it's going to be so much fun when she wakes up."

A/n: Arrgh, one update before summer classes start. I seriously believe that i only get the urge to write during full moon.