Sorry it took so long to update! I will be updating much more frequently like I used to. I hope it was worth the wait!
"Ariel! No!" Eric shouted as he watched Ariel disappear beneath the ocean, further and further away from him.
Eric woke up abruptly the next morning from the terrible nightmare with strands of bright red hair sprawled across his shoulders and arms while Ariel's pretty little head rose and fell against his chest. The sun made the fresh morning air warm against their naked skin. Birds chirping faintly in the distance outside the window and the soft breathing of the delicate woman in his arms gave him all the comfort he needed. He wanted to savor the moment, the moment he hoped to have every morning for the rest of his life. He placed a light kiss atop her head, careful not to wake her. He finally did it, Ariel was his and no one could take her away. He'd surely kill anyone who'd try.
Eric listened as she inhaled deeply and let out a soft whimper. Her eyelids began to move and opened slowly.
"Good morning, princess," he whispered
Ariel lifted her body off his chest and rubbed her eyes with a long quiet yawn, arching her back- her hair falling over her right shoulder and face. Eric's eyes immediately darted to her perfectly shaped, firm breasts which were golden in the sunlight. Ariel's eyes widened at Eric's stare and quickly covered herself with her arm.
"Hey!" he exclaimed, "Don't be shy." He took her by her arm and pulled her closer toward him.
"I'm not shy," she smiled coyly, leaning in closer to kiss her handsome prince. He sat up slightly as she straddled his hips and brought her chest closer to his. Eric cupped her right breast in his palm and slowly enclosed his fingers around her now hardened nipples. She suddenly pulled back and stared down at her lap with a worried expression. "I- I'm bleeding," she spread her knees apart and touched a dark coloring on her inner thigh. "Eric?!"
"It's alright," Eric sat up quickly in front of her, "It's dry, see?" The sheet below her also carried a bright red stain.
"Why is-"
"Everyone bleeds their first time, Ariel," he said, running his hands from her knees up her thighs. Something about her losing her virginal innocence got him terribly aroused.
"Did you bleed?"
"What? No, no," Eric chuckled with a smile. "Only women do."
"It hurts a little- inside," she whined, looking up at him with her big blue eyes as she sat there with her thighs spread open. Eric leaned forward over her body and kissed her soft lips. She felt her insides burn with desire when he touched her.
"A nice warm bath would make you feel better," he suggested in a soft tone. "I'll have Clotilde draw you a bath," he said as he started to rise from the bed.
"No, wait," she stopped him, taking a hold of his thick, muscular arm, "Stay with me."
Eric couldn't think of anything better to do. Ariel led his body toward her and nestled his head against her bare chest, running her fingers through his silky black hair.
"Eric!" a young, green eyed, blonde woman shrieked from across the foyer when they came down for breakfast that morning. She ran over to the prince and threw herself in his arms. She anxiously placed several kisses on his cheek, making loud smacking sounds. "Oh, I've missed you so much!" She held on to him tightly. Ariel watched quietly as Eric hugged back. A rugged man with dark blonde hair stood not too far behind the woman.
"Alice," Eric said a little uncomfortably, "It's been some time." He gently pulled apart from her grasp, "Alice, this is Ariel. Alice is -"
"Ariel!" the woman gave Ariel a big hug, "Oh, I heard you were beautiful, but you're absolutely stunning!"
"Thank you," Ariel smiled a little bashfully.
"This is George, Alice's husband," Eric explained.
"Hello, Prince Eric. Princess," he bowed his head slightly.
"Oh, stop being so stuffy, George," Alice scolded, "Don't act like you haven't known Eric since we were kids. Besides, Adam isn't here. Is he?"
Eric chuckled, "No, he isn't"
"Good," George said, "I wouldn't want there to be any- issues."
"Oh, stop it, George," Alice stood beside George again and wrapped his arms around her from behind. Alice purred happily in his arms. He then leaned forward and placed a few kisses on her neck. It made Ariel happy to see two people so in love. She knew how it felt.
"We have some news-," George started.
"I wanted to tell him!"
"Alice has some news to share with you, Eric," George corrected. Alice was giddy with excitement.
"I'm with child!"
"Really?! That's fantastic!" Eric cheered, "Congratulations!"
"Yes, that's why she's been getting a little- portly," George joked.
"George!" she slapped his wrist poking at her belly with laughter. "I am not!"
"Of course, not darling," he held her more tightly. "We are going to name him Igor."
"No, we are not naming him Igor! What a dreadful name, isn't it Ariel?" Alice asked.
"Igor was my father's name!" George exclaimed.
"And it's still dreadful," she mumbled.
"What if it's a girl?" Ariel wondered aloud. Everyone was silent a moment.
"Ariel, dear, no one really plans to have girls. Or wants to for that matter," Alice remarked a little tersely. Eric noticed the look on Ariel's face, she was not pleased. She furrowed her eyebrows and opened her mouth to speak.
"Ariel's father has seven girls and he's a very happy man," Eric interjected before Ariel could utter a sound.
"Oh, my," George gasped dramatically. "Are they as pretty as you, Ariel?"
"I'm sure they are," Alice added, realizing her words weren't taken lightly. "Well, we should get some things done before lunch. Ariel, you should have Eric show you the gardens and the beautiful lagoon."
"I'll be sure to, Alice."
"Enjoy the rest of your honeymoon," George waved as he led Alice out the front door.
"Breakfast is ready!" Clotilde called from the dining room. Eric extended his arm to Ariel and she took a hold of it as they walked.
"Eric, where is Alice's egg?" she asked curiously.
"Egg?"
"Yes, the child. The egg grows in a garden?"
"What? Oh, no! Like fish?" he laughed.
"What?!" she nudged him playfully while giggling, "Why is that funny?! Tell me."
"Well, I'm no doctor- but inside of her."
"What? Inside? So how will she get it out?" Ariel asked, she recalled Alice feeling on her stomach several times, but wasn't sure why until then.
"Yes, it's in her belly. It comes out your- woman parts," he tried to explain.
"How?! What do you mean it comes out? The egg?"
"The child, Ariel."
Ariel's eyes widened in fear. "But wouldn't that hurt?"
"Yes, I'm told it's quite painful for the woman; and it's very dangerous. Women have died in childbirth," Eric felt a little uncomfortable talking about these things with her. He wasn't so sure how it all worked himself. "You can probably talk to Clotilde about this stuff, or Greta. Alice too! I'm sure she will tell you all about how it works. I thought Greta explained all of this to you."
Ariel could sense he wasn't too keen on the subject. "Alice and George are…?" she began to ask.
"Alice and George? Adam and I would come here every summer and some holidays until a few years back. My grandmother grew up here. Did I mention that?" Eric pulled out a chair for Ariel to sit.
"So Alice is-"
"Alice and her family work here. They maintain the grounds year round. Tend to us when we are here. George and his father work the stables and tend to the horses. He didn't move here until a little later on. For a long time it was only the three of us in summer: Adam, Alice and I," Eric stopped a moment, waiting until the food was finished being served.
"Oh, I see," Ariel listened attentively.
"She's a few years older than I and naturally gravitated more toward Adam than me as we got older. They were a very passionate little couple. Adam's, well, his first girl. It continued for a good amount of time. They would fight constantly and make up a few hours later. He wasn't very nice to her. She'd come crying to me quite often. But I think he really did care about her, on some strange level. When George's family moved to town, they were young teenagers. George was in love with Alice instantly and when Adam realized, he gave George a very hard time. George could never do anything, of course,"
"Why not?"
"Well, Adam is a prince. George wouldn't dare. But, the last summer we stayed, Alice had announced her engagement to George. With Adam gone, it was easier for her to love someone who loved her back. Her and Adam still got together, in secret. George doesn't know any of this."
"Did you love her?" Ariel asked, barely touching her food. Eric blushed a bit.
"I had a small infatuation with her when I was much younger, yes."
"Did you and her ever…" her voice trailed off. Eric hesitated a moment.
"A few times," he confessed, "And we both regretted it immediately." He could tell Ariel did not look happy. "She only used me to spite my brother. When he found out, all he did was congratulate me. But that was so long ago. Her and George look very happy together. Don't you agree?"
"Should I assume you've laid down with every woman I meet?" Ariel jeered, looking down at her plate.
"Ariel!" he scolded, "She's my friend." Ariel ate her breakfast in silence and so did he. The thumping of Clotilde's shoes broke the silence.
"I hoped you enjoyed that, princess. I'm so glad you came, Eric. We've really missed you. And prince Adam, of course," she said a little hesitantly. Clotilde was a rather large older woman, very similar to Carlotta. Clotilde noticed the pair were not looking at each other. "What's wrong, dearies? Young lover's quarrel?" she asked as she gathered the empty dishes. "You'll get over it and talk to your brother again soon, Eric. But the nerve of him, asking your bride-to-be to marry him- on the day of your wedding, no doubt! Shameless, I'd say. Just shameless!"
"He what?!" Eric shot Ariel a piercing glare. Ariel looked at him and then down at her lap in shame. Eric clenched his fists and pound them against the table hard, causing the plates to rattle. "Tell me what happened!" he commanded.
"Oh, I am so sorry. I thought you knew! Me and my big mouth. It was nothing to worry about, prince," Clotilde tried to cover up the rumor she had heard.
"Nothing happened. He asked me to marry him," Ariel said firmly, disliking Eric's tone.
"And what did you say to him?" Eric growled.
"What do you think I said?! I married you, Eric!" Ariel exclaimed. Eric started breathing more heavily. The last thing he wanted to imagine was Ariel and Adam together in any way.
"Did he touch you?"
"No! Eric, calm down. I took care of it," Ariel tried to ease his nerves.
"Why didn't you tell me? I could kill Adam right now!" Eric's face became red. Ariel had never seen him so upset. Her gentle, tender prince was mad with rage. "How did Clotilde know before I did?"
"It's just gossip, prince. Nothing anyone takes too seriously," Clotilde explained.
"Then the whole kingdom knows," he muttered. Ariel reached over and placed a hand over his clenched fist, but Eric quickly pulled away.
"Eric?" Ariel looked hurt, he didn't want her touching him. He pushed his chair back roughly and stormed out of the room, leaving her behind. Ariel sunk her face into her hands.
"Cheer up, dear. He won't be upset very long. He's just being a man. Men don't like the thought of their woman with another man. Especially if that man is his brother," Clotilde said, trying to reassure Ariel. "I'm sorry I ever said anything. You were wise for not telling him for this very reason. Most women would have said something instantly and caused a huge disruption within the family. You're much above that."
"How is what Adam did my fault?"
"It's not, love," Clotilde gathered the last of the dishes. "Twenty minutes and he'll be fine. I've known him his whole life."
"Do you know Carlotta?" Ariel asked, "The two of you look very alike."
"She's my sister!" Clotilde winked. "She told me you put Adam in his rightful place!"
Ariel walked around the mansion looking for Eric, but she could not find him anywhere. She walked out the front door to the stables and noticed that Cleo and Jacques were still there.
"You should try the attic," a voice said behind her. It was George, with a rake in hand.
"Oh, hello," Ariel said politely. She wasn't sure how she felt about George, but something about him seemed non-threatening.
"Eric would always go there when he was upset," George sat down on a bench outside the stable doors and began to polish a bucket of horseshoes.
"What would upset him?" Ariel asked.
"Usual children's quarrels. Mostly Adam being unfair or bullying him. He wouldn't get mad very often and when he did, it didn't last very long." Ariel sat beside George on the long bench, sighed and rested her head on her hands, elbows on her lap. "Did something happen?"
"If someone proposed to Alice-" she started.
"I'd kill them," he interrupted humorously. It made Ariel smile.
"Did you already know?"
"Yes, we all knew. We just have a little better sense than Clotilde, whom I am assuming was the hole in the ship this time," he looked at Ariel who looked down at her lap, not wanting to say much. At that moment they both watched as they saw Alice walking across the lawn in the distance, carrying a cart of something.
"Peaches!" she cheered at them as she walked toward the other end of the house. She blew a kiss into the air with her lips and George grinned sheepishly at her. There was so much love and trust between them, Ariel noticed. She didn't seem upset to see George speaking with her. Ariel waved and smiled, hoping they were on good terms from earlier that day.
"I'll be right back, princess. She shouldn't be lifting heavy things in her condition," George dropped his horseshoe in the bucket and quickly rose to his feet after her. He took the crate from her hands and gave her a long kiss on the lips. Ariel watched as they exchanged words and then both looked in her direction. Alice made a sad, empathetic pout at her and then pointed up toward the attic. Ariel smiled and nodded. The two went on their way to the kitchen entrance of the house.
After an hour since she had looked, Ariel decided to return to the bedroom. If Eric needed some space to cool off, that's exactly what she would give him. Much to her surprise, she found him looking out the window with his back to the door. She walked up behind him quietly, slipped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his strong back. Eric sighed at her embrace, placed his hand over hers on his waist and softly stroked her skin with his thumb. Ariel could hear his heartbeating and soft breathing with her ear against his back. He lifted his arm and wrapped it back around her, hugging her closely at his side.
"I'm sorry," she said quietly with her face buried into his chest. Eric took a few deep breaths and continued to look out the window. Ariel looked up at his face and noticed the slight clenching of his jaw. "Eric?" she asked, puzzled as to why he hadn't said a word.
"It's alright," he said looking down at her. "You could have told me."
"I didn't want to ruin the day for you. You looked so happy."
"I should've realized. He was acting very strangely all day yesterday. I don't remember seeing either one of you speaking to each other at all at the celebration," he said deep in thought.
"I didn't want to speak to him. I could barely look at him, Eric."
"The day you were kidnapped, Adam told me the last place he saw you was in the stables," he started and pulled himself away from her a moment. He held both her hands and looked into her eyes, "What happened at the stables?"
The question took Ariel by surprise. She had almost forgotten about that day; the day she thought they were over for good. The day Adam confronted her about being in Greta's room the previous evening.
"Nothing happened," Ariel feigned trying to remember, "He walked in for Rothbart, made a few rude remarks and then left."
"Did he touch you?"
"Eric, no. He's never touched me. I wouldn't allow it to happen," she reassured him. Eric looked a bit more at ease.
"I'm sorry you've had to put up with all the stress my family has caused you," he said before pulling her near and stroking her back. Ariel felt relieved everything seemed ok again.
"Can we go away? Just the two of us?" All she's ever wanted to do is run away with him.
"I promise, we will," he held her tightly and tried to improve his mood, but he was still very deeply hurt.
Ariel and Eric both dismounted from their horses when they reached the beach. The midday sky was bright and warm as it glistened over the ocean water.
"I can't get over how beautiful the ocean looks from above," she said to him as he unloaded the basket Clotilde packed for their picnic. "Don't you think it's lovely, Eric?" Eric smiled and nodded. He hadn't said very much on the ride over. He couldn't shake the thought of Adam and Ariel out of his mind. Ariel wanted to cheer him up, to bring him back to her. "Come on, Eric!" she cheered at him as she began to run toward the water. Eric hesitated a moment and watched as she began to undo her dress. He grinned and started quickly after her. She lifted her dress above her head and let it go in the wind behind her. Her long underwear material came to her knees and were lined with ruffles.
"Hey!" Eric called out to her. He loved how wild and free she could be. He lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it on the sand.
"I'm too fast for you!" she laughed, running backward a moment to tease him. Eric picked up speed, which made her shriek with laughter. She moved more quickly and got her feet wet in the water.
"Wait!" Eric shouted, but it didn't stop her. As soon as she got the chance, she dove her entire body underwater. Eric hurried in after her, worried from the last time they were at the beach alone together. He dove in and swam, waiting for any sign of her to surface. She finally did, with her head turned the opposite way. "Got you!" he shouted as he wrapped her arms around her shoulders and chest.
"No!" she laughed uncontrollably. As the laughter died down and Eric caught his breath, their bodies seemed to fuse together. Eric's hand found the tightness of her belly and touched his nose behind her ear. She turned her body to face him and wrapped her slim legs around his waist. His eyes met hers for the first time since that morning. It was hard to look at her without thinking about Adam. Ariel held the gaze. For a very long time, all they had were looks. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you," she said. He knew she was sincere.
"I know why you didn't," Eric pulled her body close to him. Ariel wrapped her arms around his neck and touched her nose to his.
"I love you," she said.
"I love you, Ariel. You can tell me anything." His slate blue eyes were warm and caring. Ariel pressed her lips against his and kissed him tenderly. She felt lucky to have such a great man that cared for her like her father would. She saw how other human men were and none came close to Eric. His kisses grew deeper, making her giggle again. "What? What's so funny?" he asked with a smile. She pulled away from his hold quickly. "Oh, no you don't!" he tried to grab her, but she slipped away. She laughed before disappearing beneath the water. "Ariel!" he shouted as he swam after her. He searched frantically below the water and above again.
"Ehhric!" she called out in a singsong-like voice.
"Ariel? Where are you?" he asked himself, looking from left to right. He was relieved she was still alright. "Come on, don't do this." She called to him again in a soft melodic voice. He looked out to the ocean and spotted the silhouette of a figure on a rock. The sun was behind the figure, making it hard to see what it was. He heard a serene vocalization he had heard before. "Ariel?" He swam to the figure quickly. As he came nearer he noticed the bright red hair glistening in the sun. "Ariel!"
She sat atop the rock that stuck out of the water in the middle of the ocean. She was lying on her belly as she leaned over the edge of the rock to meet him.
"What are you doing up there?" Eric began to lift his body up the rock to meet his face with hers, his legs still in the water. The way she smiled reminded him of the day he found her on that rock on the beach. He did what he wanted to do that day he saw her, something about her drew him to her. They kissed under the warm sun in the middle of the sea. "Ariel? What is that?" Eric said baffled at the shadow something cast over his face. Ariel giggled. "Is that.." he lifted his body completely out of the water and onto the rock with her. "You- you're a mermaid!" Ariel's green fin flopped slightly from one side to the other.
"Do you like it?"
"But, how? You have a tail."
"You knew I'm a mermaid," she smiled as she sat more closely to him and placed her hand on his chest.
"I had never actually seen it- or you, you as a mermaid!" Eric was amazed. He reached out his hand to her lap and ran them over her cool glistening scales. "The scales feel real! They're radiant! Are those- purple seashells?" Ariel giggled. She was happy he had such a positive reaction to her as a mermaid.
"What if you would have saw me like this when I saved you?" she asked, resting her head on his bare shoulder. Eric wrapped his arm around her as they sat on the rock, facing the ocean.
"I'm not sure. I would have been surprised for sure."
"Would you have loved me? As a mermaid?"
"Ariel, I loved you instantly when I saw your beautiful eyes singing to me," he said. She purred, snuggling closer to him. They sat in silence for a moment, taking in the view. "Isn't it wonderful?" he said as he looked out to the beautiful blue sky. It was afternoon and in a few hours the sun high above would begin to set. Ariel smiled to herself when she looked up and saw the look in his eye as he gazed ahead.
"Are you ready?" she asked with a smile.
"Huh?" he responded, a little puzzled. She dove off the rock and into the water, jumping in and out as she swam further away from shore. He watched Ariel in awe as she enjoyed her true form freely. She stopped to wave at him in the distance and then disappeared into the water. Something told him not to worry this time and that she would be just fine. He thought about all the events that had occurred until that moment and how long it took to get there. He thought about all of the close calls and the times he thought he had lost her forever.
"Eric!" Ariel popped her head out of the water around his feet some time later. "I was calling you. Get in!" Eric splashed water on her face with his feet. "Hey!" she squealed. He laughed and jumped in beside her.
"I'm not as fast as you in here," he said.
"Eric, your ring," she reminded him.
"Oh, right!" he said excitedly. She took his hand and turned the ring clockwise three times. They waited a moment.
"Now what?" Eric said, looking at her anxiously.
"Daddy said when you want to turn into a merman, it will happen."
"But how do I do that?" They were both confused as ever. Neither of them wanted to vocalize their fears of the ring not working at all. "Do you think maybe your father…"
"No, no. Daddy would not lie, if he says it works, it should work. I felt it yesterday on my finger," she looked at the ring again and then at hers. Eric began to swim around in hopes that something would happen. "Wait! I know!" Ariel screeched. She took a hold of his wrists and pulled him under the water. They looked into each other's faces as Ariel guided them deeper into the ocean. Eric saw schools of fish pass him by and some creatures he had never seen before. It wasn't long before he couldn't hold his breath any longer. He shook his head and tried to swim back up to the shore, but Ariel would not let him go. Eric panicked and began to struggle for air, flailing his limbs uncontrollably.
"Oh, no!" Ariel screamed. She pulled him up with one arm and they both began swimming up toward the shore. Why did I take him so far down? she thought to herself as she swam faster. Eric couldn't hold his breath any longer. His body tensed up, inhaling a large amount of sea water. He gasped loudly as bubbles escaped his mouth.
"Ariel?" he said in disbelief as he looked down at his body.
"Eric! You're a merman," she said loudly.
"I can breathe!" Eric tried to swim around. "This is confusing. Which way is-? Oh, I see!" Eric swam around in circles, up and then down again quickly. Ariel watched in amusement as he found his fins. "My fin is blue?"
"Like daddy's," she giggled, "Fin color dictates our personalities, some say. Blue fins are strong, bold and brave."
"And green like yours?"
"Green fins are spirited and in touch with nature. Very caring," Ariel said before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him near.
"An underwater kiss?" he asked before she pressed her lips on his.
"This is so incredible," Eric said as they pulled apart. He swam away from her hold and deeper into the ocean. "I can see so much further in the water!"
"Haha, wait for me!" she followed behind him.
They swam through a cave and along a current where they saw fish and aquatic animals of all kinds.
"That fish talked!" he shouted, pointing straight ahead.
"He can hear you too," Ariel reminded him.
"Hello!" Eric waved.
"Hello Ariel! Hello Eric!" some fish waved in unison.
"How do they know my name?" Eric asked Ariel quietly.
"We must be the talk of the ocean," she responded with a snarkily grin. Eric swam behind Ariel quietly and untied her purple seashells.
"Bet you can't catch me now!" he yelled and swam away hurriedly.
"Hey!" she covered herself with her seashells and tied them behind her back. She took off behind him, gaining speed with every movement. Eric dashed under an arch and around a cove, with Ariel not too far behind. He found a nook in the water that he fit into perfectly and hid there, waiting for her to come. "Eric?" she stopped suddenly when she could no longer see him. He watched as she swam right past. He still was not used to seeing her as a mermaid or even him as a merman.
Suddenly, the rock behind him began to tremble.
"Eric? Get away from there!" she called out to him. She darted over and took Eric by the hand, leading him up toward the shore.
"What was that?" he asked.
"A giant squid lives sleeps there. He can kill you if he's disturbed," she warned.
"Wait, where are we going?" Eric stopped and pulled his arm away.
"Back to the beach."
"What? No way! We just got here. I want to see more," he began to swim away from her. "Let's go to Atlantica! Is it really made of gold? Let's visit King Triton and show him my fin. And Flounder too- I want to meet Flounder and Sebastian." Eric was too excited to contain himself.
"Wait," she swam after him and cut him off "It's getting late. We can do all those things some other time. I just want to spend time with you right now."
"But you are with me," he put a hand on her cheek.
"We'll come back, I promise. We can spend as much time down here as you'd like. Let's go back and get warm and dry," she said as threw herself into his arms.
"Alright," he said a little crushed. He held her head tightly in his arms as he looked out to the big ocean.
They swam back to the surface with Ariel leading the way. Eric was still very much disoriented underwater.
"It feels different to breathe in air again," he said once they made their heads out of the water. She boldly cupped his chin and planted a firm wet kiss on his lips. "Mmhhh," he moaned into her mouth. He pulled her small body in closely to him and intertwined his fin with hers. They kissed again, almost instantly transforming their fins back into human legs. Eric's pants were back on his body and she wore her long frilly underwear and undershirt. Ariel wrapped her legs around him and kissed him feverishly as he walked them out of the water. They weren't too far off from a cave near the beach. Eric walked them both there, stopping at the entrance.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, laying her down gently on the sand. Ariel didn't say a word. She looked at him longingly, lifted her undershirt in one swift movement and exposed her damp breasts and cold, erect nipples. Eric hovered and pressed his naked chest to hers, kissing her tenderly. He had forgotten about all the mishaps they faced earlier in the day and could only think of her lovely figure and beautiful eyes. He kissed down her neck and licked the salty taste of the sea off her chest. He kissed her stomach as he began to slip off her long underwear. It felt thrilling for her to be fully exposed to the afternoon breeze on her skin. He lifted her legs up above his shoulders and ran his hands over her knees down her smooth skin. She watched as Eric hid his face between her thighs and wondered how a person could make her feel so good in so many ways.
"Are you sure you want to? Here?" he asked a few minutes later coming up for air. She nodded and pulled him close to her. Eric felt his senses out of control when undoing his pants and kicking them off his legs. He kneeled before her nude body, legs apart and fully erect. Ariel stared at it in amazement. She was nervous, but still she spread her legs, inviting him in. "I'll go slow," he said, aligning his member with hers.
"Don't," she pleaded.
"Huh?"
"Don't go slow. Just- go," she purred. Something about the way she wanted him drove him wild. He slipped it in slightly and bent forward over her burning body. He kissed her once more, gazing into her eyes as he did. "Go," she said into his lips. In one sudden motion he drove himself inside her, feeling the folds of her warm flesh coming apart inside her. A loud yelp escaped her mouth, making him stop a moment. "Go, Eric. More," she commanded. He took a hold of her arms and clasped her wrists in one hand above her head and pinned her down into the sand as he continued to bury himself deeper inside her. It was arousing for her to be held down by him. He watched as she winced in pain and begged for more simultaneously.
"I can't do this to you," he said, stopping inside of her. "I'm hurting you. You should be enjoying it, not in pain."
"I have to get used to it," she said to him matter of factly.
"Not like this," he smiled and kissed her lips. He began to slowly move himself in and out of her, reading her body language with each thrust. "When you're ready for more, your hot little body will tell me."
It began to build like the night before. Her body wanted him and he knew just how to pleasure her. The pain was much less, allowing her to enjoy herself more.
"Eric, it's happening again," she huffed breathlessly.
"You're coming," he said as he began to pick up the pace.
"Coming?" she repeated, rubbing one hand over her breast and another across her forehead. Every nerve in her body tingled with desire. Eric was nowhere near finished, but was proud of himself for making her finish so soon. "Another?" she asked, like a child asking to stay up at night.
"Later," he said with a smile, "It's starting to get dark. I think it may rain."
"That was incredible today," Eric said as he overlooked the fire going in their bedroom. "If I had the entire ocean to explore, I'd never leave."
"I left for you," Ariel said with a smirk. Eric walked over to Ariel who was lying on her side in front of the fire. She turned over on her back and straddled her hips between his knees on the floor. "What are you doing?" she asked coyly as he lowered his face to hers.
"Making it worth your while," he groaned against her lips. Ariel wrapped her arms around his neck and lapped sweet kisses with her tongue on his. Crackling noises from the fire dying out echoed in the large room. Eric pulled away a moment.
"I should go get more firewood before it dies out," he said as he found it nearly impossible to let her go.
"Just stay here nice and warm until I get back," he kissed her forehead.
It wasn't long before Ariel grew tired of waiting on the prince to return. The room felt drafty and cold. She went down the stairs, through the dining room and into the kitchen.
"Eric?" she said as she went through the kitchen door. She wasn't sure where firewood was kept, but there seemed to be no sight of him anywhere.
Ariel noticed a dim light coming from a slightly opened door in the kitchen. She pushed the door to find a long chilly corridor with a lamp on the floor a few feet down.
"Eric?" she called out, almost a whisper. She tiptoed down the cold narrow pathway and heard the sounds of what she thought to be sobbing a woman sobbing. Thinking someone may have been hurt, she walked a little more quickly. The sobs soon turned into moans and it wasn't long before she figured out why. She got a full view of Alice's blonde hair and naked body from behind. She sat on a table, while George held her legs open in the air, thrusting himself into her. The room they were in was a wine cellar with racks of bottles scattered around. Ariel quickly looked away, worried they may have seen her. She almost turned around and went back to the kitchen, but the sounds from the cellar grew more intense.
"Yes...Harder...Faster…" Alice would raved, while George filled the air with heavy breathing and moans. Ariel felt her body becoming aroused by the steamy sounds of passion coming from the cellar. She touched the back of her neck and ran her hand forward down her collarbone and to her chest. Her skin was burning hot. She leaned over the door frame again, trying not to be seen.
Alice and George had moved from the table to the floor, this time she was on top with her backside slapping against his lap. "Ohhh," Alice moaned more loudly. Ariel's own arousal seemed to wake by the lovemaking in front of her. She lowered her hand to her lap and pressed hard at the fabric between her legs. She rubbed herself slowly as she watched the two, remembering the passions she and Eric shared the night before and the love they made by the cave.
She closed her eyes and reached below the skirt of her dress, up her thigh and to the rim of her undergarment. She let out a soft sigh at the feel of her fingers on her warm, moist skin. For some strange reason, she thought of Greta: her touch the first time they met, her delicate fingers on her body, the way she kissed her that steamy night. Her heart beat faster and the once cold cellar now seemed like being in a hot spring.
Ariel suddenly felt a tug around her waist from behind and a large cold hand covered her mouth and nose firmly. Ariel muffled a scream as she tried to pull away from the hold. The hand slid from her waist and up to her breasts.
"Ssshhh," a voice hissed in her ear, "You seem to be up to no good." Ariel felt an enormous sense of relief- it was Eric. He stroked the rim of her neckline and forced his hand inside, cupping her left breast tightly while squeezing her nipples between his fingers. Ariel's tense body seemed to suddenly melt against his. Eric released her mouth from his hold and pulled her hips closer into his own from behind . The moans from the cellar began to intensify. Ariel looked over her shoulder and met Eric's mouth for a reckless meeting of tongues. Eric pulled down the fabric at her chest, ripping it a bit and exposing both soft, firm breasts to the cool air. Ariel sucked in air sharply between her teeth feeling both of her nipples pinched by Eric's rough hands. It set the desire between her thighs at new levels.
Eric, still cupping her body with his, turned her toward the wall and placed her hands on the cold, gray cement. He pulled her hips back against him, arching her back at the middle and lifted her skirt well over her backside. He pushed her white underwear aside and with one hand on her back, he placed the tip of himself at her wet entrance. Ariel didn't realize when he pulled it out, but she felt its warm skin gently pressing against her. She was excited and nervous all at once. Eric felt her body tense as he pushed himself slowly inside her.
"Relax," he whispered in a raspy voice before thrusting himself inside. Ariel let out a muffled groan, her face pressed against the cool cement. Eric covered her mouth with his hand and leaned over to kiss the side of her face as he continued to move rhythmically against her bottom.
"Oh! Sorry, Eric!" Alice said, shielding her eyes as she appeared in the door frame with George not too far behind. Ariel's face turned bright red. She covered her chest and turned into Eric's arms in embarrassment.
"Pardon us, princess," George said, scrambling to get his pants back on properly. Eric smiled bashfully as he shielded his woman from being seen. Alice and George scurried off down the hall.
"Are they gone?" Ariel peeked up from his chest. "Eric!" she whined, "They saw me!" Eric could only laugh. He cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her softly.
"Let's go to bed," he smiled. She nodded.
Wow, lotsa lemon in this one.
There is so much I have planned!