Ivory
Throughout the entire ride back to the palace, I was barely able to breathe, cause I was too nervous to.
All that kept going through my mind was if we were really gonna consummate this ridiculous marriage today.
The more I thought of asking Auden, each time I stared at his imposing figure, my throat just seems to close up in crippling fear.
And now, we were presently in a heavily romantically decorated room.
It wasn’t his bedroom, this room didn’t have a door, just large flowing curtains here and there.
“Come here.” He instructed, croaking a finger in my direction from his position inches away from the curtains.
I gulped hard, my stomach rocking hard as I forced myself forward, each step feeling like I was walking to my death.
Once I stopped a few feet away from him, I tried to get the words in my throat out, but his hand clamped on my waist, jerking me against his chest.
The scream that almost escaped my mouth got silenced by a sharp look of his, and then a weak whimper left my mouth, just as I felt tears well up in my eyes.
Oh gods.
He was gonna force himself on me tonight?
“I… I thought you weren’t gonna ever t- touch me…” I stuttered out.
His brows furrowed as he watched me for a few seconds, then he let out a deep sigh, like he’d rather not be here right now.
“You think I’m gonna force myself on you tonight? That’s not what I’m doing right now. The fuck?” His voice was hushed, low and controlled.
I swallowed hard, not daring to utter a word.
His hands were still on my waist and standing this close to him, with his scent filling my lungs, was making me feel dizzy and light headed.
“I’m doing this for the public. A lot of people are gonna need proof that we’re really married, so what we’re basically doing is putting on a show.” He explained and my eyes widened in realization.
He looked sideways at the curtains and as my eyes followed his direction, I caught a bunch of people right beside that curtain, clearly listening in.
Oh.
“If we don’t do this, no one’s gonna believe we’re a true couple.” He continued, tilting my chin up and my face rousted at his next words.
“Hence why we’re gonna be fake consummating this marriage tonight.”
“I’m gonna start by undressing you.” He revealed and my eyes widened, panic making my heart almost explode from my ribs.
“But I’m not gonna look.” He added as he turned me around and thumbed my zipper.
I wasn’t sure if i believed him, but it wasn’t like I had a choice.
I clutched the front of my wedding dress tightly as he slowly pulled down my zipper, his fingers lightly grazing my spine and making me shiver.
Once it was fully down, he turned me around again and I struggled to meet his gaze.
“Let the dress go.” He whispered lowly.
A simple order…
My chest heaved, my hands trembling as I forced myself to comply.
As the dress pooled at my feet, my face felt hot and I was holding back tears.
This was the most scariest and most humiliating moment of my life.
I expected him to look down, but he didn’t.
His intense gaze didn’t leave my face for a moment as he gripped my waist and jerked me close again, making my stomach clench tight.
His lips grazed my ear and I shivered as he spoke.
“Tilt your head back and wrap your arms around my shoulders. We have to seem like we’re deep in passion.” He instructed and my eyes widened even more, the world around me spinning as I forced myself to comply.
His shoulders felt so firm and hard underneath my hands, and I was as stiff as a board, standing in such a terrifying alphas arms in flimsy underwear and nothing else.
His hands around my waist slid high, grazing my spine, and then ripping my bra until it snapped into two.
“O- oh.” I stuttered out as a loud gasp left my mouth.
My entire body trembled, and my arms around his broad shoulders shook as my torn bra fell to the ground.
Cool air hit my bare chest and I shivered when his chest slightly grazed my nipples, and I swallowed back a terrified sound.
His eyes still didn’t leave my flaming face, shocking me even more.
My panties were unceremoniously torn off next and I gasped loudly again, clutching his shoulders and feeling like the ground just got ripped from underneath my feet.
His hand slid down, past my bare ass, over my thighs, and then he grasped my thigh, pulling it over his hip.
My eyes remained blown wide and I completely stopped breathing as his other hand cupped my face, bringing it so close to it, it definitely seemed like we were kissing from the outside.
“Now, we’re given them more than enough show.” He murmured right against my lips and I heaved in relief as he stepped away from me, his eyes not lowering past my shoulders.
And then he reached out and switched off the lights.
I guess I should be more relaxed now, but I grew even more nervous cause now I couldn’t make out a thing and I was stark naked in a room with a scary alpha. You are reading on novelping(.)com, the official source.
“Now, to finish this off; let out some convincing moans.” He whispered lowly and I grew rigid, my face flushing in embarrassment.
“W- what?” I whispered.
“This has to be fully convincing, and everyone knows it’s impossible for a woman in my bed to not feel pleasure.
So… let those moans out.
I hesitated, unsure of how to go about this cause I’ve never felt pleasure before.
However, when his hand tilted my jaw high, and his nose came down to nip my throat, a loud gasp left my mouth while my hands scrambled for something to grip unto.
“Just like that. Louder.” He instructed after abruptly pulling away.
I felt like the silliest person ever as I kept letting those sounds out, and I felt grateful about the darkened room as I forced myself to keep letting out those sounds.
More people were by the curtains when I looked and I tried hard to block them out as I continued to do what I believed was believable moans.
“That’s enough.” He instructed and I heaved in relief.
“You can go to sleep now. I’ll stay here throughout the night and as for the blood since you’re a virgin… I’ll take care of it.”
My eyes widened, panic flaring through me again.
He was gonna take care of it?
How?
By forcing himself on me?
And how the hell was I supposed to go to sleep with him being in the same room as I am?
Oh gods
What if he changes his mind in the middle of the night and decides to touch me?
To force himself on me?
Or force me to do certain disturbing things to him?
After all, just like my father, he could also claim he did it to teach me a lesson…
Oh heavens… please protect me tonight.