Summary
Aurora wakes up in a strange world and gets ravished by Caradoc on what he claims to be their wedding night. Aurora/Caradoc. Explicit
Aurora woke up feeling suffocated, as a soft veil covered her face. She lifted it over her head and noticed that she wasn't in her bedroom.
This room was dimly lit and had way more golden and wine colours than she liked. An oppressively strong fragrance of jasmine filled the room. The bed she slept on was so soft she felt as if she had sunk into it.
Where am I? She thought.
When she sat up, she saw that she was wearing an ivory satin embroidered dress with long sleeves that she didn't own. Her servants were absent and didn't answer the bell.
She tensed up when Cardoc opened the oak door. His clothing got even fancier than the last time she saw him. His red embroidered waistcoat was immaculate, while his dark laced shirt and ruffled dark trousers fit him perfectly. However, his predatory grin revealed him of what he was: a danger. An enemy. A monster.
She would have to stall him for a chance to escape or create opportunities for coming help. Her parents, Leon and her servants must be looking for her and would come to save her any moment.
Caradoc walked to her bed and put a hand on her wrist. "I'm happy to see you awake, my love."
He could hear Aurora's pulse racing. The sound was better than the music at the ball they first met. His beautiful bride has been in sleep for so long that some nights he pressed his ears against her breasts for any sign of life.
"Why're you in my room?" Aurora asked with a reddened face.
Caradoc laughed. "This is our wedding chamber. You're now my wife."
The sign of blood rushing to the surface of her skin made him feel hungry. He sat by her side so that they could talk more easily.
“My parents will never let you marry me.” She moved away from him.
He frowned while dragging her into his arms. Apparently Aurora wasn't ready to accept her role. It didn't matter as she would soon realise how happy she would be as his wife. "While your bashfulness is endearing, it's time for us to consummate our marriage."
"No!" Aurora struggled to get free, trying to bite him where she could reach.
Sitting so close he could hear her blood rushing. Her neck looked so delicate and delicious, while the obstructing veil only added to the temptation. He wrestle playfully with her until she faltered. Then he pulled her downwards, pinning her wrists to her lower back with one hand.
Aurora was panting. "Let… me… go… "
"Our wedding night is precious and shouldn't be wasted." He said, holding her wrists with one hand. They fit so well that it proved further their compatibility.
Now that Aurora was restrained, he took off her veil. Aurora's blush reminded Caradoc of her sweet blood that ran so close to him.
He unbuttoned her dress from behind one by one with his free hand. He could hear the hitch in her breathing, so he slowed down to stretch out the moment.
She reminded him of illustration of nymphs he saw in his childhood readings as he pulled her dress to her waist, and slowly unlaced her petticoat, corset and chemise. Half naked, her Innocent look only made her temptation powerful. It was fortunate that he had supernatural fortitude to satisfy his love
He devoured the sight of her beautiful body. Her pale skin underneath looked like silk woven in moonlight. His mouth dried as he longed to worship her lovely breasts with his mouth and hands.
Taking off his cufflinks, he tied Aurora's wrists together behind her back so that he could take a better view.
"No! Please release me!" Aurora felt like a sacrifice at the altar. She had never felt so helpless before.
Caradoc moved backward with a smirk. Aurora was fuming how he was taking fun of her when he grabbed her ankles and spread them apart.
Aurora yelled in surprise, but Caradoc ignored her, pulling her dress and drawer out of the way. Aurora tried to kick him, but his grip was as hard as steel.
Holding her ankles with one hand, Caradoc removed her stockings to tie her ankles to the bedpost. Then Caradoc kissed her ankles.
Why will he do this? Won't this be dirty?
His fangs felt sharp on her skin, warning her of danger. Aurora felt light-headed and confused. She could hear herself begging and threatening him incoherently in turn, but Caradoc ignored her and reached upward.
Caradoc now licked the curve of her inner thighs and dragged light kisses on her skin. His tongue caressed her sensitive skin, lighting up the fire inside her. She could feel herself getting wet.
Why does it feel good, Aurora thought. Why does no one come to save me?
Then Caradoc bit into her.
The sharp pain that hit Aurora was quickly replaced with arousal. Her body felt empty, hungry for being filled. She moaned loudly in pleasure, but she didn't care who would hear her. She wanted Caradoc's mouth and his hands and more. She wanted him to never stop.
He was red faced with dilated pupils, panting as hard as a horse, losing all his composure. It strangely comforted her to see that he was as affected as her.
Then Caradoc pulled out of her.
"Please…" Aurora bit her lips afterwards before letting out more shameful sounds.
"Patience, my dear…"
Caradoc never thought that he could attain such pleasure from feeding. He wanted to bury into her and never leave, but he forced himself away to properly appreciate his bride.
He took his time savouring the sight of Aurora's beautiful body. Her eyes were unfocused and lost, and her breasts were pink with excitement. Her nipples stood erect like rose buds.
Caradoc cupping her petite breasts together, loving how much they fit into his hands.
"You love it," Caradoc said while rolling his fingers around her nipples, who hardened under his touch. "So sensitive."
Aurora glared at him. Clearly she needed to be persuaded. Caradoc sucked her breast into his mouth.
His wet tongue lapped on her left breast, while the edge of his fangs touched her skin. Aurora trembled but leaned into him, clearly loving his attention.
After fully appreciating Aurora's breast with his tongue, Caradoc lavished attention on the right side. Aurora was breathing rapidly, letting out whimper through her lips. it sounded like music to his ear. He made sure to tell her how beautiful she was between kisses, but she was so shy that she only averted her eyes.
Following the path of treasure downward, he teased her navel and made her giggle, before arriving at her thighs again.
Aurora trembled when she could feel him against herself. She wanted to keep her legs close to no avail.
"You're the most precious rose among mortals," Caradoc said. Then he bent down to lick her thighs.
Aurora tried to zone out, but he buried his head between her legs and launched another wave of attack.
He was frustratingly slow. He licked side by side, teasingly close to her sensitive spot but deprived her from satisfaction. Her thighs were dripping with her wetness.
She clung to the bedsheet as much as she could with her bounded wrists to release some of her tension. She couldn't bring herself to ask for more, but she raised her hips for more contact.
She wriggled and shook with his every move, losing more of himself. Caradoc's breath was hot against her sensitive skin, as he whispered soft endearment in between driving her to madness.
"So beautiful," he said before lapping her up and down. "My lovely bride, my beloved wife."
She screamed when he drove into her with his tongue. She could see her mess on his face, which was embarrassing yet titillating.
When she lost herself in the new sensation, she almost begged when he withdrew. Instead he pulled off his pair of trousers and put himself between her legs.
She was going to panic when he rubbed against her, distracting her with her treacherous body.
"Please…"
Between kisses, he replied, "As you wish."
Caradoc thrust into her forcefully, tightly holding her in place. Pain and pleasure overwhelmed her.
"My love, my darling. You felt so hot, so tight, so good…"
"No! No… Aw…"
She was shaking, overloaded with the sensation. She tightened her fists hard enough that her nails hurt her palm. Then Caradoc fed on her again.
Her world exploded in a volcanic eruption.
After Caradoc came inside her, he whispered in her ear how sweet and beautiful she was, how she had made him the world's luckiest man.
Aurora felt sore and shaken. She kept chanting the same words mentally. It's all right. It will be like a dream when I escape.
Her inner voice sounded hollow, but Aurora clung to it like her tether in this alien world.
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/45977587.