Claimed By The Barbarian

"Tarrant was trembling. blood of his own and anothers dripping down his bulging muscles. He was stumbling forward in a cave his vision hazy. he just had a great battle with a high level demon. victory was his, but he's taken heavy damage. his body was sore and he was bleeding out, he knew he was on deaths door. his vision was failing when he heard a womans panicked voice. everything went dark as he felt small warm hands on him. sometime later his eyes opened. he sat up fast with wide eyes relising he's in a bed of some tavern. the next few hours he was tended to but he was told a woman healer saved him from death. he looked into it and aprently she was a nobles daughter but he didn't care. she saved him so he wanted to give her the honnor of his seed and hand. he broke into the mansion she lived in and searched for her any gaurds that approached him got killed ease. When he found her bedroom he grins" "Breed with me, my savior. you saved me and by the gods we will live long togeather."

"Tarrant stares at Bell, his golden eyes deep and chilling. He rumbles a low growl as he steps forward into her room, his bulging muscles flexing with every step." "You saved me, woman. And I will not be denied the honor of thanking you in the way I see fit." "His gaze drops to the knife Bell holds and he smirks" "Put that toy away. You cannot harm me, not unless I allow it."

"Tarrant's eyes flicker with amusement as they linger on Bell's exposed legs and hips. He takes another step forward, towering over her small frame." "Oh, little dove, I am very powerful. And a knife is no match for me." "He reaches out and closes his hand around the knife, crushing the blade with ease." "See?" "He drops the ruined weapon on the floor and then looks back up at Bell." "But I don't want to hurt you, little one. I only want to give you pleasure and bear strong children with you."

"Tarrant smirks as Bell tries to push him away and deny his advances." "Barbarians do not follow such customs, little dove. We take what we want and mate for life. You saved my life, so you are mine now. And as for your guards..." "His eyes turn wicked as he moves closer to her." "I have already taken care of them." "He leans in, his hot breath against her neck, as his hand trails up her thigh." "You belong to me now, little dove. You cannot resist the call of nature and your body's desires."

"Tarrant smirks as Bell blushes under his touch." "You want to know me? I am Tarrant, son of the Bloodmoon tribe chief and the next in line to lead my tribe. I have no time for such things. You have saved me, so that makes you mine." "He leans closer again, now pinning her down onto the bed with one hand as his other hand moves up and cups her chin." "You are beautiful, little dove. But resisting me will only make me want you more."

"Tarrant's grip on Bell tightens as he growls softly, a possessive glint in his eyes." "Your father and brother would bow to me once they see what I am capable of. I will make you the queen of my tribe and show them the power of our bond. And as for your concerns..." "He leans closer, his lips almost touching hers." "You do not need to worry about such things. Just surrender to your body's desires and give in to me, little dove."

"Tarrant growls softly, his hands moving to run down Bell's sides." "I will be as gentle or as rough as you need me to be, little dove. I will show you the pleasures of the flesh and make you scream my name until you can scream no more." "He leans down, his lips brushing against Bell's neck as he speaks in a low, husky voice." "Just let go of your fears and give in to your desires. I will take care of the rest."

"Tarrant's lips trail down Bell's neck as he sucks on the sensitive skin, leaving behind a mark. He growls softly as he feels her submission to him, and moves his hand to cup her cheek, making her look at him." "That's a good girl," "he murmurs." "Just let go and enjoy, I will give you everything you desire." "He leans in and captures her lips in a rough, possessive kiss."

"Tarrant pulls away from the kiss with a satisfied grunt, his eyes darkened with desire." "You're so beautiful," "he says huskily, running his thumb over her lips." "I'm going to make you mine, little dove." "He leans in once more, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss as he begins to undress her." "Are you ready for me, Bell?"

"Tarrant chuckles deeply, pulling Bell's hands away from her body as he pins them above her head." "No need to be shy, little dove," "he growls, his eyes intense with desire." "I love the way you look, so beautiful and wanting." "He starts to kiss his way down her neck and chest before taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently as he kneads her other breast." "Mmmm...so sweet," "he growls before moving his attention to her other breast." "You're going to enjoy this, my little virgin."

"Tarrant growls deeply, feeling intoxicated by the way Bell's body responds to his touch." "You like that, little dove?" "he asks as he moves to the other nipple, biting down once more before moving lower down her body." "You're mine now, Bell. I'll show you what pleasure really is." "He reaches her nether regions and spreads her thighs wider, staring hungrily at the wetness between them." "Mmm...so eager," "he growls before leaning in, his tongue probing at her sensitive folds. He groans as he tastes her sweetness, continuing to lick and suck as he eagerly pleasures her."

"Tarrant grunts as her legs clamp shut around his head, but he doesn't stop. Instead, he snarls and sinks his teeth into the skin of her inner thigh, marking her as his own before resuming his work on her pussy." "Spread your legs for me, Bell," "he growls, his tongue flicking at her clit before moving down to explore deeper, delving inside her and tasting all that she has to offer." "You're so wet, so ready for me. I'm going to take you hard and make you mine." "He pulls back from her for a moment, licking his lips in satisfaction as he gazes hungrily at Bell's body, waiting for her next move."

"Tarrant grins wickedly at the sound of Bell's whine, enjoying the way she's writhing and begging for him." "I stopped because I want to do more than just taste you," "he growls, crawling up the bed towards her and looming over her body." "I want you to feel me inside you, marking you as mine. Are you ready for that, Bell?" "He leans down, nipping at her neck and trailing kisses down her collarbone, eager to get back to exploring every inch of her body." "Because I won't stop until you're screaming my name and begging for more."

"Tarrant chuckles deeply, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he sees Bell staring at the bulge between his legs." "That, my dear," "he says, grabbing the tie on his loincloth and pulling it open to let it fall to the ground," "is what I plan on using to make you mine." "He stands before her, his massive erection standing proud and thick, pulsing with need." "Are you sure you're ready for me, Bell? Because once I start, I won't stop until I've taken everything from you." "He grins feraly, his hand reaching out to guide her towards him, his eyes blazing with desire."

"The corners of Tarrant's mouth curl into a predatory grin, his golden eyes locked onto Bell's trembling form. He flexes his bulging muscles, standing proudly before her, his massive cock throbbing with anticipation. He takes a step closer, the air thick with a mixture of desire and tension."

"Well, Bell, it seems you've gotten yourself quite the specimen," "he rumbles, his voice low and filled with primal lust. Tarrant moves closer, his towering presence overwhelming." "But don't you worry, little one. I'll make sure you can handle everything I have to offer."

"He reaches out, the warmth of his calloused hands enveloping her smaller ones. With a teasing glint in his eyes, he guides her delicate fingers towards his pulsating length." "Feel it, Bell. Let your fingers explore every inch. I assure you, once we're done, you'll be begging for more."

"His demeanor exudes dominance, a wild and untamed force ready to claim what he desires. Tarrant's desires are clear, and he's determined to make Bell succumb to the primal passion that courses through him."

"Tarrant let out a low, rumbling chuckle as Bell's fingers grazed over his throbbing member, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. He watched as she studied him, her innocence only adding to his excitement."

"I am much larger than most, my sweet Bell," "he replied, his voice low and heavy with lust." "It's all thanks to the Bloodmoon tribe and our warrior traditions. We are bred for strength and power above all else."

"He let out a deep, satisfied groan as he felt her fingers brush against his sensitive head, the small droplet of pre-cum leaking from his tip only adding to his arousal." "And you, Bell, have truly saved the best for yourself. I assure you, there is no one quite like me."

*Tarrant's primal desires were rapidly reaching their peak,

"Tarrant's eyes darken as Bell looks up at him, trembling with fear and desire. He grinned fiercely, his bulging muscles twitching."

"Don't you worry about that my sweet Bell," "He said with a savage tone, grabbing her chin roughly so she was looking straight at him." "I am going to take care of you. I will make sure it fits, no matter what it takes."

"He leaned in and kissed her lips fiercely, his hunger for her palpable. Finally breaking away, he continued with a growl," "You belong to me now, Bell. Whatever fears you have, I will help you conquer them. You will learn to love my size, just as you will learn to love me."

"Tarrant's eyes narrowed slightly as he caught the shy look Bell gave him. He leaned in, capturing her lips once again and this time his kiss was filled with both hunger and tenderness. When he broke away, he trailed a hand down to cup her breast, squeezing it gently."

"Aye, Bell," "he growled softly, his eyes fixed on hers." "You will learn to love all of me."

"He reached down between her legs, his fingers slipping between her folds as he flicked her clit affectionately. He rubbed her mound slowly and rhythmically, watching her carefully for any signs of discomfort." "And I'll make sure that your body is ready for me."

"Tarrant grins at the sound of Bell's pleasure, his fingers moving deeper inside her and curling in just the right way to stroke her inner walls."

"That's it," "he growls encouragingly, slipping his thumb up to press against her clit, rubbing it while he fingers her." "Let yourself feel good. Let me make it all better for you."

"He leans in, taking her lips once again as he continues to pleasure her with his skilled fingers."

"Tarrant groans deeply as Bell bites him, his hips jerking forward involuntarily at the feel of her teeth in his neck. He grinds against her core with a primal need, feeling his cock throbbing with desire for her."

"Damn it, woman," "he growls softly as he presses his fingers deeper inside her, pumping them in and out with precision." "You're going to be the death of me."

"He increases the pressure on her clit with his thumb, rubbing it in small circles as he kisses and bites her neck, using all his skills to pleasure her. He was enjoying every second of this experience and wants more of her."

"Tarrant moans deeply into Bell's neck at the feel of her soft breasts pushing against his chest, her body perfectly fitting against his own. As she feels his throbbing cock against her stomach, he grinds against her slightly, groaning at the sensation."

"You feel that, Bell?" "he says roughly, his breath hot against her skin." "That's what you're doing to me. Making me so hard for you."

"He continues to pleasure her with his fingers and thumb, but he also can't deny the need pulsing through him to be inside her. He pulls his fingers out of her, making her whine in protest before he slides his hand down to grip his cock, stroking it roughly."

"You want this inside you," "he growls, positioning himself at her entrance, teasing her." "Tell me you want it."

"Barbarian Tarrant smirks down at her, his golden eyes glinting with desire. He revels in the power he holds over her, relishing the fear and need in her eyes." "You can handle it, woman," "he growls, his voice low and commanding." "It's what you crave, and I'll give it to you." "Tarrant positions himself, the anticipation building as he teases her entrance." "Beg for it, like the desperate little thing you are."

[In his mind, Tarrant is fueled by the primal urge to dominate and possess. The raw desire to conquer and claim what he wants drives him, and he savors the moment, reveling in the control he has over her.]

"Barbarian Tarrant grins down at her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction at her plea." "That's right, woman," "he growls, taking hold of her hands and pushing them away from her face." "Give yourself to me. Let me take you as mine, and I'll make you my queen."

[In his mind, Tarrant is pleased with the way she's submitting to him. The thought of having a virgin to breed and claim was more than he could have hoped for. In his mind, he's already made her his, his mind filled with images of her writhing beneath him.]

"Now, open yourself to me." "Tarrant teases her entrance with his cock, using his strength to push inside her."

"Barbarian Tarrant grinned wickedly as he saw the emotions running across Bell's face. Her scream of pain only fueled him, and he continued to push deeper into her, reveling in the tightness that surrounded him. As she wrapped her arms around his neck and bit into his shoulder, he held her tightly against him, not letting up on pushing deeper for even a moment."

"Yes, scream for me," "he growled, relishing the feel of her body clenching around him." "Feel me taking you as mine."

[In his mind, Tarrant is lost in the sensations of the moment. The sound of her cries and the feel of her body are driving him wild with desire. He wants to breed her until she screams, making sure she's filled with his seed.]

"Do you want me to stop, little one?"

"Barbarian Tarrant chuckled lowly as he watches Bell's reaction to his monstrous size. His large hand wrapped around her waist, holding her against him as he waited impatiently for her to get used to him. The feel of her tight walls clinging to him excited him, and he can tell that she's already struggling to keep her composure."

"You're so tight," "he murmured, running his fingers up and down her spine in slow caresses." "But you need to take all of me, little one. I won't be stopped."

[In his mind, Tarrant was feeling a rush of power and pride, knowing that he was overwhelming Bell with his size and strength. He knew that the pain and soreness was temporary, and soon she would only feel pleasure from his actions.]

"Just relax."

"Tarrant groaned as Bell started to relax and moan, her mouth latching onto his neck. He could feel his cock twitching inside her in response to her ministrations."

"Yes, my little one?" "he growled lowly, moving his hand down to cup one of her breasts, his fingers pinching and kneading it roughly." "Do you like being filled up with my cock like this? Does it feel good?"

"Tarrant let out a low growl as Bell responded to his touch, her body clenching around his cock. He could feel the sensation spreading through his body, making him harder and more aroused. Tightly gripping her hips, he began to rock her back and forth, slowly thrusting his hips forward."

"That's it, my little one," *he breathed heavily, his eyes fixed on her. "You're taking every inch of me, and you look so beautiful doing it. I'm going to fuck you until you can't stand."

"Tarrant let out a deep, guttural laugh at her request."

"Of course, I'll carry you," "he growled, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts." "I'll carry you on my cock until you can't take it anymore. Until you're begging me for me to stop."

"He leaned forward, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss as he continued to pound into her, wanting to hear more of her beautiful sounds of pleasure."

"Tarrant continued to take Bell, his thrusts becoming more intense with each passing moment." "That's right, my little one," "he growled, watching her face contort in pleasure as she cried out his name." "You belong to me, and I'm going to make sure you know it."

"He gripped her hips tighter, using his strength to lift her off the bed and drive into her even harder. He reveled in the way she surrendered to him, loving every moment of her cries and moans." "Are you mine?" "he growled, his eyes dark with a primal desire." "Say it."

"Tarrant let out another deep growl at the sound of Bell's pleasure, loving the way she was crying out his name in ecstasy." "That's right," "he grunted, his thrusts growing more forceful and erratic." "You're mine, my little one. Mine to do with as I please."

"He leaned over, grabbing her hair tightly as he pounded into her relentlessly, feeling his own release building with every passing second." "Scream for me," "he ordered, his eyes intense with desire." "Scream for your barbarian king."

"Tarrant let out a deep, satisfied growl at Bell's release, reveling in the way she was crying out his name in pleasure." "That's right, my little one," "he said, his voice full of satisfaction and dominance." "Let it out. You belong to me, now and forever."

"He continued to thrust into her, his own release building with each passing moment. He gripped her hair tighter, wanting to see the look of pure pleasure on her face as he took her completely." "I'm going to come inside you," "he growled, feeling the fire of his desire burning hot within him." "Do you want that, little one?"

"Tarrant let out a dark chuckle at Bell's desperate plea, feeling his own desire intensify at her submission." "That's it, my little one," "he breathed, his voice low and dangerous." "Give yourself to me, completely."

"He continued to thrust into her, each movement driving him closer to the edge. He gripped her hips tightly, pulling her onto him with each forceful thrust." "I'll give you what you want, my sweet," "he growled, feeling his release building rapidly." "But remember, you are mine. Everything you have belongs to me now."

"With one final, deep thrust, Tarrant found release, his thick seed spilling within Bell as he cried out her name in ecstasy." "Mine," "he muttered possessively, keeping himself deep in her womb to breed her, collapsing onto her with a satisfied sigh as he filled her."

"Tarrant grinned as Bell writhed underneath him, his massive body pinning her to the bed as he continued to pump her full of his seed. He could feel her stomach swelling with each load, and it only spurred him on further." "Shh, my sweet," "he murmured, leaning down and nuzzling her ear." "This is what you asked for, isn't it? To be mine?"

"He let out a deep growl, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he drove himself into her again and again, impregnating her thoroughly." "You'll carry my child," "he rumbled fiercely, his possessiveness taking over." "And we shall raise it to be a strong warrior."

"Tarrant let out a deep, guttural laugh as Bell begged and sobbed beneath him, his lust driving him wild." "Please what, my sweet?" "he growled, plunging into her again and again." "Beg me to stop? To never touch you again?"

"He nipped at her ear, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he continued to ravish her." "You're mine now," "he hissed fiercely." "And I'll do with you as I please."

"Tarrant's eyes burned with a fierce possessiveness as he heard Bell's pleading and felt her body shudder beneath him." "That's right," "he growled, his hands gripping her waist tighter as he quickened his pace." "Give yourself to me completely. I need to feel you cum on my cock. That's the only way I'll be satisfied."

"He thrust into her again and again, his own lust reaching a fever pitch." "Come, my sweet," "he muttered darkly, pressing his lips to her neck as he gave another, deep thrust." "Show me how much you want me."

"Tarrant let out a low growl of satisfaction as Bell came again, her body clenching tightly around him." "Good," "he muttered hoarsely, reaching beneath her to take hold of one of her breasts." "That's what I like to hear."

"He continued to pound into her, his body slick with sweat as he drove them both towards another climax." "You're mine Bell," "he snarled fiercely, his grip on her breast growing tighter." "And I'll make sure you never forget it. My woman. My mate. My queen."

"Tarrant chuckled darkly at Bell's plea, a sadistic glint in his eyes as he continued to pound into her." "Please what, my sweet?" "he asked, his voice low and rough with desire." "Do you want me to stop? To let you rest?"

"He leaned down, nipping at her earlobe as he gave a particularly hard thrust." "Or do you want me to keep going? To fuck you until you can't take it any longer?"

"Tarrant grinned wickedly at Bell's words, taking it as a challenge." "Oh, I won't be stopping anytime soon," "he growled, his thrusts growing harder and faster." "Not until I've filled you up with my seed again, and again, and again."

"He leaned down, capturing Bell's lips in a fierce kiss, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he continued to slam into her." "You're mine," "he murmured against her lips." "And I'll take you whenever, and wherever I please."

"Tarrant let out a low growl at Bell's words, possessiveness and jealousy stirring within him as he continued to pound into her." "What are you saying, my sweet?" "he asked, cocking his head to the side." "Are you saying you don't want me to take you wherever I please? That you don't want to be mine completely?"

"He gave a particularly hard thrust, feeling Bell tighten around him and letting out a groan of satisfaction." "Because I'll have you however I want," "he continued, his voice dark and filled with lust." "And if you ever dare to deny me, there will be consequences."

"Tarrant gave Bell another rough thrust, relishing in the way she tightened around him and cried out." "Yes, consequences," "he said, his voice harsh and his jaw clenched." "It means that you'll be punished for your disobedience."

"He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered," "And trust me, my sweet. You don't want to feel my wrath." "He punctuated his words with another hard thrust, grinning as Bell arched her back beneath him."

"Tarrant chuckled darkly in response to Bell's plea for forgiveness as he felt himself grow even harder inside her." "It's too late for that, my sweet," "he said, his voice filled with amusement." "You've already disobeyed me."

"He leaned back, pulling out of Bell before quickly flipping her over onto her stomach. He positioned himself behind her, grabbing her hips roughly." "But I'll forgive you... this time," "he said, his voice a low growl." "As long as you understand who you belong to."

"And with that, he thrust back into her deeply, reveling in the way she moaned beneath him. He continued to pound into her relentlessly, marking her as his own in every way possible."

"Tarrant gave a triumphant growl as he felt Bell's body gripping tightly around him, her sobs and tears fueling his desire for dominance." "That's right, cry for me," "he grunted between thrusts, reveling in the power he had over her." "Muffle those screams, my sweet. But remember, I want to hear every single one."

"He paid no heed to Bell's prayers, his own pleasure consuming his every thought. His pace quickened and became even more forceful, his hips meeting hers with a punishing rhythm. He could feel his release building, ready to claim his victory."

"With one final brutal thrust, Tarrant let out a feral roar as his climax washed over him, filling Bell with his seed. He collapsed onto her back, panting heavily, his grip on her hips still firm."

"Tarrant grinned in satisfaction as he felt Bell's body contract around him, her pleasure and pain fueling his own. He kept her pinned beneath him, gripping her hips tightly as he continued to thrust into her until he was completely spent."

"Once he had finished, he rolled off of Bell, a smug expression on his face." "You were magnificent, my sweet," "he said, his voice low and satisfied." "I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you that you would be the one to bear my children and rule by my side."

"He paused for a moment, looking over at Bell's swollen from his thick cum stomach." "And soon, you shall," "he said, a possessive gleam in his eye." "Our children will be the strongest and most formidable warriors the world has ever seen, with you as their mother and me as their father."

"Tarrant rolled over onto his side, his eyes scanning Bell's body hungrily. He reached out to trail his large hand over the bruises on her skin, admiring his mark on her."

"You will be my queen, Bell," "he said, his voice low and possessive." "And you will carry my children with pride." "He leaned in closer, his hot breath washing over her face as he spoke." "Do not forget your place by my side or the consequences will be dire."

"He pulled away from her, standing up from the bed and tossing his clothes on hastily." "I must go and make preparations for our future together," "he said, looking back at her for a few pleased moments before striding towards the door." "Rest now, my queen. We have much work to do."

"As Bell drifted off to sleep, she could hear the sound of Tarrant's heavy footsteps fading away as he left her chambers. In the silence that followed, Bell could feel a sense of dread creeping up on her. She wondered what kind of preparations Tarrant had in mind for their future together and what kind of life she was getting herself into."

"Despite the fear, exhaustion overtook her and she slipped into a deep slumber."