A Princess Tale - Bellas Story

Chapter 2: Internal Conflict

Bella stared at Syran in awe, her heart pounding with an unknown emotion. She was scared of him, yet a part of her felt strangely drawn to him. "What are you?" she asked warily. "I'm your mate," Syran said calmly, looking into Bella's eyes. An overwhelming force of emotions surged through her and she wanted to run away, yet something kept her rooted in place as if she couldn't control herself. Syran stepped closer and whispered, "I've been searching for you all my life."

As Bella tried to process what he said, the voice inside her told her that she should stay while another voice demanded for her to go home. She hesitated before saying, "I'm sorry, but I don't want this. I want to go home."

"Please Bella, give me a chance, I am not here to hurt you." Syran replied, as he stepped toward her. Bella got up and backed away, bumping into the wall. She closed her eyes and began to scream.

"Please Bella, I can hear your thoughts."

"What do you mean you can hear my thoughts?"

"I can hear everything you are thinking and feeling, and I can hear your thoughts. They are the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. You are my true love, my mate, and you have been waiting for me all of your life."

Bella was both attracted to and terrified of Syran. She desperately wanted to be in his presence despite her protests to the contrary. Bella was confused by these sensations; "what are these feelings?" she wondered. As Syran moved toward her, Bella felt her heart beating faster. He leaned in closer to her. She wanted him to touch her and she felt an uncontrollable urge to touch him back. He kissed her gently and she melted into his arms.

Bella is starting to experience feelings she's never had before in her body. As she let his hand slide down her back and rest on her behind, her desires for more intensified. She found the contact so enticing that she craved more. She couldn't stop wondering what had triggered these emotions. Why is my body betraying to me like this? I've only ever experienced this when watching pornographic movies. As she pushed Syran away, she simultaneously withdrew from him. Screaming, "STOP" at him.

Syran backed away from her and stared at her. She was looking at him, tears rolling down her cheeks. Bella wanted to ask him so many things but couldn't think straight. Her head was pounding.

Breaking the silence Syran asked "Why don't you trust me?"

"I don't know how to feel." Bella replied, tears running down her cheeks. Syran's heart ached for her. "Just know that I will protect you and keep you safe at all times".

Please tell me how you plan on keeping me safe. From what are you trying to shield me? Because "nothing has ever hurt me," Bella simply could not comprehend. "I want to leave right now," Bella said.

“Bella, I know this place may feel like a prison to you, but my only intention is to keep you safe. But if you truly want to leave, then I won’t stand in your way. Syran’s face dropped in despair as he stepped away from the doorway. He couldn’t bear the thought of Bella leaving, so he took one last shot in desperation. “Don’t you ever get lonely with your parents never around? Do you really think that it can be better somewhere else? I have a terrible fear that they are inflicting deep wounds inside that I just cannot touch or heal. Please give me a chance, Bella, and if at any point you feel compelled to go, then I will personally escort you out of here.”

Bella's heart ached for the pain that this man was showing her. She could sense he was not a bad person, he just wanted her to be happy. She wasn't sure if she could ever trust him, but he did say he would take her back home. After some hesitation, Bella agreed to stay with Syran, and he immediately felt relieved.

Bella stumbled slightly as her stomach growled fiercely, aching with hunger. She had not eaten since she left the house early that morning, and her mouth watered at the thought of dinner. Syran pulled her arm lightly, guiding her down a long hall as the flickering light of candle-lined walls danced around them. They walked down a spiral staircase, wrought iron banisters cool under Bella's clammy palms. The air was rich with the scent of spices and herbs, and Bella could see the dining room from the bottom of the stairs. It was open and inviting, large enough to seat ten people comfortably. Before her was an amazing spread of food - roasted chicken with crisp golden skin, twice-baked potatoes oozing with cheese and bacon bits, sweet corn in buttery pools, and soft yeast rolls dusted with flour. Her heart sang as she realized that these were all her favorites - dishes that reminded her of home and love.

As they sat down to eat, Bella felt like she was in a dream. She savored each bite slowly, letting the flavors dance across her tongue as she enjoyed every last morsel of food. He watched her eat hungrily and noticed that she was savoring each bite. "How was the meal, Bella?"

"It was wonderful," Bella said.

"What are you thinking, Bella?"

"I was thinking about how much I want to sleep." Bella replied.

"Do you want me to put you to bed?" Syran asked.

"No, I just want to sleep."

"Then tell me Bella what is your life's dream?"

"I don't know." Bella answered.

"Yes, you do."

"I want to travel and see the world. I've always wanted to go on a journey. I've never been anywhere, and I have always wanted to go on an adventure."

"You have never been on an adventure, Bella?" Syran asked.

"No." Bella answered.

"Do you like to be adventurous?"

"No. I have never had the opportunity." Bella answered.

"Why is that, Bella?"

"I have always been alone, so I have never been able to do the things that I have always wanted to do."

"I see. Maybe you would like to go on a journey with me then."

Bella blushed as she told Syran she would love to go on an exciting adventure with him, but that right now she just wanted to take a bath and go to sleep. To what extent, sir, may I do so?

"You can bathe here in the castle and sleep in a room that I have prepared for you."

"Ok, thank you sir."

Bella followed Syran into the bedroom, which had a connecting door to a luxurious bathroom that was outfitted with a large, jetted tub. As Bella began to undress, she noticed Syran staring at her from the doorway. She quickly grabbed the nearby bedspread and clutched it against herself, cheeks flaming. “I think I’ll be alright now,” she said firmly. Syran nodded, averting her eyes as he stepped back. “If you need anything, just call. Otherwise I'll see you in the morning." He gestured to a neatly folded stack of clothes on the end of the bed. "They're for you." He smiled reassuringly before leaving and closing the door firmly behind him.

Bella's heart raced as she sunk into the warm bath, her mind spinning with possibility. The water felt like a soothing blanket against her skin, and Bella couldn't help but to think of Syran. She imagined what it would be like to have him here with her, honoring her body with his touch. She grabbed the cloth and washed her entire body, each stroke heightening her desire until she moved between her legs. Her fingers slipped inside her silk folds and as she pleasured herself, every wave of pleasure becoming more intense until finally an orgasm crashed over her in a powerful force that left her completely breathless. She gasped and moaned as she came down from her high, and the thought of Syran witnessing her orgasm brought a new round of heat to her center.

As she lay there in the tub, Bella was overwhelmed with the thought of how she was beginning to feel for Syran. She knew it wasn't normal for her to be so attracted to him and to trust him so quickly. She didn't understand how Syran had such a powerful hold over her. It was as though he were controlling her, and she couldn't help but feel like she was falling for him. She wanted him to take her body and make her his.

Bella couldn't wait to see Syran again, her mind filled with the thought of what could happen between them. She pictured his hands on her body, his tongue exploring her flesh. She felt her arousal begin to return and she decided that she needed to take care of it now or she wouldn't be able to sleep. She thought about Syran as she explored her body and touched her breasts. Her nipples were erect, begging to be sucked. She pinched her nipples and felt her pussy grow wet. She closed her eyes and pictured Syran kneeling before her, his strong hands on her body, his long thick cock in her mouth. She wanted to feel him inside her. Her fingers slipped between her pussy lips and she felt how wet she was. She started to move her fingers in and out of her pussy and as she did, she could hear Syran telling her how sexy she was and how much he wanted her. Her whole body was tingling, her orgasm coming fast. She could feel it building up and she started to fuck her pussy hard. She moaned and came, the pleasure so intense that she thought she was going to pass out. When the orgasm subsided, Bella was exhausted. She couldn't wait until morning when she would be in Syran's arms. She would beg him to take her and make her his.