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"Yeah, well you started it," she said, smirking.

"And I'll finish it as well." He threw her up on his shoulder, and she yelped.

"What are you doing?" She inquired while hanging upside down on his shoulder.

"I'm going to complete what I started." In a raged tone, he said.

"I was just fooling, come on, put me down."

"You shouldn't start something you won't be able to finish, love. And I thought I had made it clear what would happen if you provoked me." At his words, she remembered the conversation they had that morning.

"Okay, fine, my apologies. Put me down."

"Not going to happen."

"If you don't put me down, I'll jump off." She said this while punching him in the back.

"Shut up." When his firm hand landed on her buttocks, she yelped. He stopped himself from chuckling as she fell silent with a light blush on her cheeks.

She was transfixed by his perfectly sculpted plump butt cheeks flexing as he walked. She was tempted to grab them, but she restrained herself. Her beasts howled and tried to persuade her to grant her wish, but before she could think of anything else, she was softly thrown onto the comfy bed. He took off his shoes and sat down on the bed.

"Bent over," he orders, but she remains motionless.

"That isn't required. We can talk it out like adults, right?" She tried to bargain with a nervous grin on her face.

"How about we work it out like adults? Does that sound right?" He says and his eyes were dark filled with unfiltered lust. He grabs her leg and pulls her closer to him.

"You don't have to do this. Aiden!" She looked at him with wide eyes, while he looked at her hungrily. His face was determined to complete the task. He squeals as he bends her over his knee "Come on, Aiden! You are the one who star...!" She couldn't finish her sentence as his firm hand landed on her buttocks, causing a stinging pain.

"And I'm going to finish it, love." In a deep voice, he said. His hand caressed her buttcheeks softly before spanking her again, this time with a little more force.

"Does it hurt?" He inquired, drawing his lips closer to her ear.

"Yes," she said breathlessly, and he caressed her right cheek, massaging it softly with his large hand.

"Does it feel better now?" He asked again, giving her right cheek a soft firm squeeze and a soft moan left her lips.

"I'll take that as a yes," he smirked, spanking her once more. With each spank, she became more and more enthralled. His hand softly caressed, squeezed, and massaged her buttocks before spanking her again. As he continued to caress and spank her, she felt her core moisten. His hand moved around her buttocks and inner thighs, never touching the area where she began to yawn. He could smell and feel how wet she was, but he decided to ignore it. She could feel his member hardening slowly beneath her stomach, and she would occasionally move, rubbing him. His hand landed on her cheeks, which twirled, and the smell of her arousal was so appealing to him. And the way she moved softly over him, rubbing his hardening bulge, was a punishment for him as well. She could see his inner terminal and how his spanking was softening and becoming more sensual. She smirked to herself and moaned loudly as the next spank was delivered. She waited for his next spank, but it never came, so she turned her head slightly, her eyes hidden beneath her lashes, and looked at him.

"Are you finished?" She inquired, her voice innocent. Her face was flushed, and she was drenched in sweat. Her breathing was a little harsh, and she was breathing through her lips that were parted.

His eyes darkened significantly, and he said in a deep lusty voice, "It was supposed to be your punishment, but everything about you right now is such punishment to me as well." He finished his sentence, and she flipped them, with her legs on his each side and she sat on his lap. She ran her finger slowly over his hard abs, her gaze fixed on his sapphire-blue orbs. Her hand lowered as she drew their lips closer together. She softly touched him from under the fabric, and her lips were so close to his that if they moved, they would touch.

"Then I believe everything worked out perfectly on my end." She winked, jumped off him and the bed, and ran into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

"Ariel!" She heard him yelling her name and banging on the door. He came to a halt when she burst out laughing. It was the first time he'd heard her laugh. In his ear, it sounded like a lovely melody. She used to chuckle and smile softly now and then but never laughed. He could only imagine how beautiful she would be laughing her heart out. He grinned to himself and exclaimed,

"Fine, you played well, I'm leaving." He turned around and walked out of their room, holding a new set of clothes and a smile on his lips.

She sat on the bed with a book in hand after showering and changing into comfortable clothes. She's been doing a lot of reading, sitting around, and sleeping lately. She felt a burning thirst; it had been a long time since she had blood or hunted in any way. It could be the reason she is feeling weak. She decided to go hunting and placed the book on the bedside table. She locked the bedroom door from the inside and jumped out the window after taking a look around.

She ran through the thick woods as the wind blew through her. Her scarlet red hair flowed gracefully in the wind as the woodsy scent filled her nostrils. The very woodsy calm scent Aiden possesses. When she thought about her other half, a smile crept across her lips. He was crawling inside her cold heart, taking his rightful place, but she had no idea. She closed her eyes and let her body sway in the cool breeze. The gentle breeze tickled her skin, caressing her face and making her feel alive. After a long time, she felt so free that it seemed too good to be true.

As she ran deeper into the forest, her ears picked up on soft footsteps and the sounds of wild animals. She noticed a lovely deer in the distance, peacefully munching on fresh grass. She came to a halt and hid behind a bush, the deer's ears twirled, and it looked around before returning to nibbling on the fresh green grass. Her fangs were restricted from their gum as she licked her lips in anticipation.

She positioned herself ready to pounce. She lunged at the deer, grabbing it by the neck and biting it with her razor-sharp fangs. She sucked blood from the deer as her beast regained its strength. Her other beasts were scurrying inside, trying to gorge themselves on the fresh flesh of the deer. Her eyes darkened and turned black before returning to hazel. Her sharp nails grew longer, and her hand clutched the deer's flesh. Her beasts were clawing at her barrier, almost breaking through. Her breathing was labored as she struggled to keep them contained. Her hands ripped through the flesh, ripping the deer to shreds. When a small branch snapped behind her, she turned around. A bulky man in black slacks and a shirt stood behind her. He was wearing a massive black cloak over his shoulder, and his face was hidden beneath the hood. She positioned herself as if she were a wild beast, ready to attack at any time. Her eyes were dark, and she snarled at the intruder with sharp blood-coated fangs and long sharp nails on display.

"Your Highness," the man said, bowing and smirking at her as her eyes glowed red.

"Who are you?" She snarled

"A pitiable peasant, Princess!"

"Don't refer me as that! Who are you?" "But you are technically a Princess," he retorted. She growled as he tilted his head and took a few steps towards her.

"Looks like you had a great hunt," he said, peering back at the dead deer behind her.

"I'm going to ask one more time! What is your name? What do you want?" She snarled

"It's not appropriate for a Princess to act like this."

"It also won't be appropriate if you walk around without a spine!" She growled displaying her long sharp fangs.

"I won't be alive to walk without a spine," he said, perplexed.

"That's the point! Now, one more time, who are you?"

"It breaks my heart that you remember so little, Princess," he smirked, removing his hood to reveal his face. He had dark curly hair on his head and black eyes with a deadly evil glint in them. His right eye had a long scar running through it, and the eye was gray. He had a sharp jawline and a rash of stubble growing on his face.

"After all, you're the one who gave this to me..." He pointed his right eye, and memories of the dark night crept up her spine. All she saw was red, the demon trapped inside her began to make its presence known. As her eyes started shifting from complete black to hazel. He noticed her domain shift, and he knew he'd pushed her buttons to the point where she'd snap.

"...the night you murdered your beloved parents!" He finished the sentence, and a deafening growl erupted. He smirked as her height increased, her eyes turned completely black. Her hair turned a deep midnight black, and her porcelain skin turned as white as paper. Ariel fought her demon from inside, twisting and turning inside her demon's barrier to take back control. And after a lot of struggle, she took back her control and shifted back to her human form, and swiftly shifting to her vampire.

"It was easier than I thought, but looks like you took back."

He removed his cloak and tossed it aside. He was decked out in a variety of lethal weapons, and he stretched his limbs, smugly saying,

"Though I was tasked with bringing you in, but I'm going to have fun with you first!"

"Now!" he exclaimed, sprinting towards her. At his command, massive arrows began to fly in all directions towards her. She stood at the spot still with a blank face. An arrow flew toward her face, and she leaned back as the arrow flew past her. The arrows kept coming as she dodged them while keeping her gaze fixed on the approaching man.

"You thought these could stop me?" She chuckled darkly and he ran towards her, swords in both hands. Arrows were raining down on her as he attacked her with both swords. His strike landed in the air as her form flew by in a blur. She flew into the woods, destroying every single archery target launcher that had been set up in the dense forest. The vampire doesn't blink or lose a breath as she returns to stand in front of the man. He lunges at her, both swords aimed at her throat. She ducks to avoid the attack and lands a heavy blow on his stomach. His one sword attempted to slit her stomach, and she jabbed his hand with both of her hands. The other sword was also stopped as it attempted to strike her legs, and she landed a blow on his jaw with an uppercut, followed by a kick in his abdomen throwing him on the ground quite a few feet away.

"You have become slow." She said with a blank cold face.

"The years didn't do you any good, none the less, I gonna have fun killing you."

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