The Pure Princess

Kidnapped

Storm slowly came to her senses, feeling as though she had dreamt and slept for days.

Hearing came first. Around her, birds chirped happily, and she could hear the rush of a bellowing creek nearby. A slow, 'thump thump' kept her hypnotized in a slow, steady rhythm, but she couldn't quite understand what it was yet.

Next, she regained her smell... A strong scent waived in her nose of sandalwood with a hint of mourning dew. It was so sweet and earthly, Storm just laid there basking in the scent, taking deep breaths and exhaling slowly. The scent gave her visions in her head of beautiful landscapes, ones she remembers from her dreams. Towering waterfalls, deep meadows covered in flowers and butterflies and bumblebees, quiet forests covered in dew just as the morning sun rises. All beautifully basked in a dream like light.

Storm sighed and wiggled her face into her pillow deeper, not wanting to wake from these amazing dreams, when she suddenly paused... What she believed was her normal feather down pillow, was hard, and felt of flesh. She slowly untangled her hand that was curled in the sheet under her chin and laid her hand reluctantly on the body she lay against.

With her eyes still tightly shut, she drug her hand upwards, tracing bumps of muscles and hair which she could feel were abs. She could now make sense of the person's breathing and heart rate spike. That thumping noise that was soothing her was a heartbeat; She was lying on someone's chest!

She continued the exploration to the tight skin next to her face and slowly opened her eyes. It was so dark, she knew by the sounds outside of wherever she was, it was at least day time, but her eyes still took forever to adjust to the darkness in the room.

She traced her hands over the thick hair in between the man's chest she lay on as they came into view. Then she dared to reach further up, finding the divots in the muscles of a man's collarbone, tracing the bones with a feathery touch.

Just then, the man sighed deeply, blowing the deep breath into the top of her head. His heart rate was continuing to thump heavy and grew faster against her ear, drowning out the sounds of outside. A heavy arm slid from her side and gripped her hip, squeezing tightly, sending Storm into a panic, but she stayed eerily still.

'Where was she'? 'Who is this?' Her mind scrambled to find answers as her heart raced. She took account of her body. She was naked and wrapped around a large, heavy, warm bod. Their legs were intangled, but her hands were free, one frozen on the collarbone and one tucked beneath her chin. An arm cradled her head where it lay on the attached chest, the other still pawing at her hip.

The man groaned, gripping her hip tighter and pulling her closer to him. Storm used this opportunity to move the leg that was under his straight out, leaving her other leg above his.

That's when she noticed something long and hard pressed against her thigh... He moved his hips while gripping her and thrust forward while pulling her towards him. She felt it slide against her thigh heavily, back and forth, rubbing on her in slow, repetitive motions. She needed to get away.

Storm used all four limbs at once and pushed against him. One hand on his chest, one of his collar bones, and both legs against his lower belly. He was large and didn't budge, but that meant Storm flew several feet away and landed on the hard wood floor, a sheet tangling around her body.

"Umph." He groaned and doubled in on his lower abdomen. Storm didn't hesitate. She scrambled to her knees and started frantically looking around in the dark. Thankfully, her eyes had time to adjust at rhis point, and she saw the outline of sunlight trying to peak through a doorframe.

Storm darted to the door and reached the knob just as two strong arms wrapped around her waist and ripped her off her feet. She twisted her body to strain her neck at the arm and bit as hard as she could into his upper arm. "Fu--." He yelled and loosened his grip on her.

Storm threw her arms up and slid out of his grip to her knees and crawled away as fast as she could, looking around frantically. She was next to a small fireplace and grabbed the wrought iron fire poker, and turned on her knees in his direction, pointing it towards him, making intense eye contact.

Tt was the man from the lake, towering over her once again a few feet away, completely nude. In the fireplace, there were remnants of a fire, and she could feel the heat on the back of her bare feet.

She traced down his body with her eyes wide in fear and then glanced down her own. She was also completely nude. Terror paced through her body because her memory was so foggy, had he r***d her?

She started breathing heavier in a panic. She felt a sharp pain in the side of her head and remembered the forest with her brother.

"Calm down..." The man said smoothly. taking a step forward with his arms out in submission. "I won't hurt you..."

Storm screamed and slashed the pic in his direction, feeling weak. "Don't come any closer!"

"You're going to hurt yourself." He took another step closer.

She wailed the fire poker around three times, exhausting her arms and screaming as loud as she could. Her vision began to riddle with white spots and become blurry. Storm began to fall forward as she started losing her vision. A strong, warm body caught her before she completely collapsed. The wrought iron clanking on the floor.

"Shhhhh." A soothing, deep voice whispered right before she lost consciousness. "You're okay..." Then everything returned to black.