Authors note: Hello, I know these are getting longer, but hopefully that means they are getting better? Things get pretty steamy in this chapter, what effect with this have on belle? You'll find out in the next chapter Thanks for reading, review review!
_Rumple pushed the doors open to his bed chambers and plopped Belle down on his rather large bed. She started to scoot to the other side of his bed, but he grabbed her ankles and dragged her so he was able to get rid of her pesky dress.
"Stop it! This is not what I agreed to!" she said while swatting as his quick fingers and squirming in his grasp.
Running out of courage and frankly options, she took a chance and kicked his leg with all the force and strength she possessed, hoping to knock him in his senses.
"Oh dearie!" he said grasping his leg in pain "you going to have to pay for that" he said with a wicked grin.
"To heck with trying this the fair way" he thought "let's make this more…interesting" and with a flick of his wrist, purple smoke swirled around Belle.
Leather straps appeared on Rumple's headboard and found their way towards Belle's delicate wrists. She squealed as she was pulled back and restrained by her confinements. With another flick of the sorcerer's wrist, Belles garments were ripped off the beauties body as she screamed at him to stop. Belle glared at him as he soaked up the sight of her, laid out for him, naked, on his bed. He knew she didn't want to be there, but he couldn't help but feel grateful that she was. He hadn't felt this excited, this happy in, well, forever. Sure he had had relations with many a woman, but this wasn't A woman, this was HIS woman. HIS treasure. And even though he knew she was determined to be defiant and angry, he decided he would try to make this…enjoyable…for both of them.
Belle uselessly tugged at the straps and flared her legs, also uselessly; all the while never moving her dagger stare at Rumple. He watched her as she struggled and slowly started to undress himself. He had removed his shirt, and as he removed his trousers, Belle let her courage falter and let out a small whimper as she saw his aroused manhood.
She stated in a quick and desprite breath "I'm a virgin" hoping this would tap some, if any sympathy he had.
He stopped and slowly crawled onto the bed towards her, like a lion stalking his prey. He didn't stop till he was directly on top of her. He leaned down, gently raised her chin, and stoked her cheek.
"Well I can fix that" with his elfish voice and let out a childish giggle.
Belle ripped her chin from his grasp.
"No matter" he thought as he bit her neck and placed wet kisses from her neckline all the way up to her jaw line. He then forcefully pushed her face to face him, and then harshly bit on her bottom lip and swallowed her cry of pain with a deep kiss. He explored every inch of her mouth as he snaked his hand to one of her delicious mounds and squeezed its sensitive center. She jumped in surprised and tried to push him off her by bucking her hips. That particular action reminded him of her sweet lower spot and he spread he legs by pushing then open with his own. Belle wanted to scream in protest, but they were converted into hushed mumbles as he again plundered her mouth. The vibrations of her vocal cords were doing wonderful, painful things to him, and he wanted to the same to her.
He left her breast and his fingers roamed down to her maidenhood. He then tore his lips from hers so he could see her reaction as he inserted his digit into her. Belle gasped and squeezed her eyes shut and tried to adjust to this new feeling, but he was relentless. He pulled in an out with one hand as his other hand played with her right breast and his mouth played with her left.
His little circles were making her brain bubbly and she hated him for how he was making her feel. Why couldn't he take what he wanted and get it over with? Why did he insist on making her feel this way, this…sensational? Belle opened her eyes and tried to kick her legs but they were quickly pinned down by his knees. She rolled her head to the side and let a frustrated grunt escape from her lips. The sound caught Rumple's attention and he returned his mouth's attention to Belle's lips.
"Do not stop fighting" she ordered herself. Her teeth bit into Rumple's tongue and he pulled away in pain in shock.
"All the same" he said with a little blood coating his teeth, "I find it adorable how feisty you are" and sharply pushed a second digit inside her.
Belle whimpered in pain and started to struggle again. Rumplestilskin grabbed Belle by the throat and forced her to look him in the eye. Her breath quickened and her eyes widened in fear as he removed his fingers and lowered himself down to her.
"This is going to happen dearie" he said in a husky whisper as he positioned himself to enter her opening. He licked his hand and stroked himself before stroking the curly locks covering her face out of the way with the other. "And you are going to enjoy it."
With that, he quick thrusted his hips to her pelvis and entered her. She gasped and squeezed her eyes shut as she instinctively arched her back towards him. Rumple to gasped at her wonderful tightness and slowly started to pump in an out of her. He placed his hands on either side of Belle's head so he could watch her expressions as he pushed himself deeper and deeper with every thrust. Her eyes were once again sealed shut and she was biting down on her lip to suppress the moans of pain she was involuntarily making. Rumple was fascinated with her beauty and pushed himself harder into her so he could make her whimper and gasp. He placed wet owning kisses on her cheek as she let out sighs of disapproval. That would not do.
He shifted his wait so he was on his knees and placed his hand under Belle hips. He then raised her hips up and began to pump harder, faster, and deeper. He knew that this position would let him hit her sweet spot with every rut and he was determined to make her climax. He started to feel her quake and tense up, she was close. She breathing shortened and she tried to duck her head under one of her still restrained arms. But she couldn't hid the expression he climax gave her from him. Her mouth parted and she let out a breathy whimper as the walls of her maiden hood quaked and massaged his penis, asking him to spill himself into her. With a few rugged ruts he released himself into a world of utter heat and pleasure. He collapsed on top of Belle and panted against her chest for a few moments. He then pulled out of her and magically released her from her restrainments.
He was fulfilled in every way and he had never felt this amazing before. He rolled to the side of Belle and pulled her in towards him. He wrapped is arms owningly around her and placed butterfly kisses all over her face. She made no protest for she was far too exhausted and was honestly half faint from her climax. He stared at her calm, eye-shut face in wonder. He owned the most beautiful creature in the land, and she was lying in his arms. Then he felt something in his chest, something warm and exciting and a little painful. He couldn't stop himself from smiling.
"Don't be a coward Rumplestilskin" the dark one called to him as he watched his Belle drift off into sleep, "love is weakness."
Was he in love? He was utterly shocked. How could he love his prisoner, after barley a day? Granted it had been a wonderful, extraordinary day; but he hardly even knew the beauty.
"Well they will be plenty of time to get to know her" he reflected as he snuggled up next to her. "After all, she is yours…forever". Then he faded off into sleep.