Aurora Beauchamp

Chapter 2: Let Me Fuck You

Aurora Beauchamp

"Are you certain about this?”Millicent asks, Aurora appears annoyed at her for woolgathering and for her reluctance. Concern creases Millicent brow, her gaze penetrating through Aurora trying to prob deep to be able to guess what's on her mind....

“Of course. This isn't my first ride,”Aurora stated, her words coming out clipped. “I just haven’t seen the right man yet. Besides my selection is crucial to my mission tonight..” Aurora continues saying. Over the past several weeks, Aurora has been soul searching not in the lasting relationship kind of way but in seeking absolute and pure satisfaction from a man and she's been on a man fast for way too long.

She's been working constantly and her normal Pleasure filled life isn't much to speak of anymore. She had to take on a role of being the fairy god mother for her new and only friend, Cinderella who just recently got married to King Alaric and thanks to her interference and aid they are both enjoying their happily ever after, living in a huge castle and having mind-blowing sex every single day...

While her sex life dwindled all because of her magic beckoning her every single time to help Cindy and now that she's achieved getting Cindy the happy life she deserved. She's back to making her own even better...

 “What about him?”Millicent asks. 

She followed Millicent’s gaze to the rather plain-looking man who had just entered the brothel. He did not look as if he stood quite as high on the social ladder as she would have wanted. The mission tonight is to get a good lay but also not a fat one... who knows maybe if she feels like it, Aurora might decide on getting a new benefactor. Another strolled into the brothel: his unassuming presence, average stature, and well-tailored but plain clothing. He would be forgettable, but also seemed nonthreatening. The sort of man she could use for her own ends and forget.

Still …

“He is too short,” she grumbled, glancing down at the supper she had been picking at for the past quarter of an hour.

She had not eaten all day, and the offerings on her plate smelled heavenly. But her stomach churned and she felt as if swallowing one bite would make her sick.

Millicent snorted. “My dear, perhaps I ought to have warned you to lower your standards in that regard. If you use a man’s height against him we may never find the right one.”Millicent says smirking, Millicent is one of Aurora's many good friends, she's also in the same profession as her.

Aurora couldn't help but roll her eyes, she had to admit that her friend was right. Besides she isn't in a good status to be selective but all the same; life has taught her to take things in stride. She's been shown the hard way that If you emit a level of confidence in whatever you do or who you are then you'll be feared and intimidating too. Although one of the things that happened to her and that was quite unexpecting was when she found herself in the forest. That was how she met Cindy at first she thought it was quite strange that one minute she was drinking with the girls and the next she found herself rolling in the leaves in a dark forest. For a second she had been convinced for quite some time that Gods had played a cruel joke, before her encounter with Cindy she had been having visions and dreams connecting her to move and help her. But she has never been one to follow destiny or fate rather she quite relishes the frevor in defying fate so she ignored the dreams and the visions. It stopped for a while and she was relieved that it did ..

But all of a sudden she found herself in the forest and Cindy just a few meters away from her crying her eyes out.

“You may be right Millicent but I'd still like him to at least stand tall enough for me to look him in the eye,”Aurora argues smiling..

Millicent sighed. “Very well. What about that one?”She says pointing, Aurora follows the discreet point of Millicent’s finger to the tall man making his way toward the stairs. She wrinkled her nose while raking her gaze over the man’s near emaciated form. While she could see he might not be strong enough to harm her, his spindly limbs proved offputting.

“Too thin.”Aurora argues, it's crucial to choose a man who's both handsome and also well built but the most important trait in this picking is getting a man who wouldn't hurt her because even though she may be a Courtesan that doesn't mean she should neglect her safety.

“Very well. Hmm … oh, he looks charming.”Millie coos 

“Millie, he’s clearly a servant.”Aurora says shaking her head..

“When did you become such a snob?”Millie asks snorting...

She had never been one or maybe she is now! I mean she's the woman behind the king's happy life now so of course she's a snob, but also there's no way she would lay with a servant. Men who work for a living are always stronger than those who didn’t—which meant if she needed to fight him off she’d stand no chance.

“Not him, I said.”

Her friend heaved an exasperated sigh. “You must choose someone, darling.”

“I know that,” she snapped.

Still, as she gazed about the room, she found not one man who would meet her needs. Or, maybe they would, but she could conjure no desire to approach them.

And then, she saw him.

Seated at the counter with a pint of spirits and half-filled tumbler in front of him, he was staring right back at her. As if he’d been looking at her already.

Their eyes met, gazes holding as Aurora begins to wonder just how long has he been watching her. She's quite accustomed to being the object of a man’s scrutiny—especially the one's who looks like him..

He looks dashing!

It's a wonder she had not seen him sooner, as he was the sort of man who drew notice. She might have been too anxious to pay him any mind, or he’d entered when she'd had her back turned. Whatever the reason, there was no escaping it now—the essential thing about it is he's caught her eyes. 

To call him beautiful would be an insult, and to compare him to an angel would be offensive to God himself. He's at least an inch taller than her—with a form that was not too slender or too wide. The fit of his clothes flaunted broad shoulders and a proportional chest tapering into a trim waist. His limbs displayed the athleticism of a man accustomed to country life—but he's not so large as to be intimidating.

His valet might have styled the array of pale blond curls that morning, but the wind had made a mess of them. But, even the tousled strands were alluring, more artful in their disarray than unkempt. His face is the sort that inspires a painter’s brush—pretty yet still masculine, his angular jaw complemented by full lips, an aquiline nose, and eyebrows so perfectly shaped women everywhere must envy him.

The sight of him might have caused other women to swoon, blush, or giggle. But, Aurora is not like other women and hadn’t been for some years now. In truth, the sight of him filled her with heat composed of equal parts primal attraction and rage.

Attraction, because … well, one has to only look at him to explain that visceral phenomenon. It's also not hard to determine while contemplating what he looks like under his clothes, the thought of seeing him naked triggered an elusive warmth deep inside of me..

Men of his calibre and type, makes Aurora go mad for desire and they just seem to push her anger button!

Handsome, titled, privileged, overindulged Lords and their sons who think they can do whatever they want and with whomever they wish. Just simply because they’d been born with cocks and all the rights she’d ever been denied of. She had to learn how to endure their presence and criticism all around her—in the park where she walked, at the occasional soiree, at her favorite coffee house, at the modiste, in the museums and shops she frequented.

In summary, rich people disgusts her, the lot of them! She grits her teeth so hard they ached, as the sensations of anger and lust warred inside her. Heat flushed the back of her neck and her hands itched to strike him, hurt him, make him bleed. Simultaneously, an incessant tingle began between her legs, originating from the bud of her clit. Her mouth watered from the desire to sink her teeth into his neck until he writhed and screamed beneath her.

Aurora isn't just the kind of lover who sits and let a man take control over everything, she is dominant, a brute, spontaneous and hard during sex. She does things you wouldn't expect in bed and those things brings her absolute pleasure and satisfaction...

She likes her partner in bed to be obedient, Aurora is more of a dominatrix in bed!

This mystery man whose eyes seems to beckon to her is just making matters worse. The sudden desire that floods through her even by the way he stares at her makes her go mad. He's staring at her if he wants to peel back not just her clothing but her brittle layers and expose the weakest parts of her.

It's as if he wants something from her, something she's not willing to give to anybody!

Maybe this man is just what she needs for tonight. She doesn't look like the kind of men she would go for. He's young and viPrince Aldrich but he also looks like one of those snobbish rich and titled lord she hates but that definitely hasn't stopped her before and it won't stop her now ..

If he's a arrogant cunt! Then she'll ruin him over too!

That has been Aurora rule since the day she left her foster parents home...

Turning back to Millicent, she smiled saying. “Him.”

She inclines her head just enough for her friend to know whom she referred to. Millicent’s took in her mystery make from the corner of her eye.

Then, her brows lifted, an expression of shock flitting across her face.

“He looks rich and he's from nobility?” She whispers. “Well … that is surprising. Thought you were going to start simple since you're about to break your man fast"She says staring at Aurora with a skeptical look on her face.

Aurora immediately stiffens, her hackles rising so fast she could barely think before she’d lashed out. “What is that supposed to mean?”

That he's too handsome to even think of dallying with her? That she stood no chance of getting what she wanted from him? That she’d aimed too high and ought to reconsider the servant?“Aurora thought giving the look Millicent knew all too well.

"Very well,”She murmurs. “It’s him, then.”

Millicent folded her hands before her and nodded. “I will not insult you by asking whether you are certain, you've always been a wild card"She continues saying...

Her gaze flitted to the large footman seated beside Millicent. She’d quite forgotten him in all this, but the man was good at being unassuming when he needed to be, and now proved no exception. He was one of the few men of large stature who did not make her uneasy— mainly because he’d been the one to teach her how to defend herself with a knife as well as a pistol. As a professional Courtesan and one without a protector or benefactor, safety should be your number one goal. Receiving or taking clients is one thing but protecting yourself or having protection is vital. Only a foolish courtesan will go in blind, Aurora stared at the armed footman, he's been nice enough to teach her all she needs to know during their sparring session..

“Make sure you have fun.,”Aurora coos as she stands from her chair.

If she did not act now, she might lose her nerve. Millicent said nothing, freeing her to make her sojourn across the room toward the man who had continued staring at her through their conversation.

The look of shock and surprise is evident on his face as he watched her approach, those bright blue eyes of his widening as if in a panic. The thought that he found her unpredictable brought a little smirk to her face as she realized she had caught him off guard. Of course he hadn’t expected her to so boldly approach him, even after he'd stared at her for so long.

You had better get used to it, I am not the sort of woman to simper!

To prove it to herself as well as him, she made her way to the stool right beside him and sank down onto it. Facing him with an assessing stare, she arched one eyebrow and stared him down.

“Good evening, Miss?”He suddenly managed to spurt out saying. 

From across the room, she hadn’t been able to see how haggard he looked, but now the evidence of a hellish day showed itself upon his face. But, even with his mouth tight and drawn, eyes bloodshot with the hint of dark circles underneath, he's still infuriatingly handsome.The urge to grab his face and kiss it seems to overrule the rational part of her, but not yet...

“Just call me A. Lady A,” she replies... "You are?"She asks smirking as she could catch a glimpse of curiosity on his face..

"Lady A?"He says, tasting the name on his lips "Just call me Darius"He says smiling...

 “So tell me Lord Darius, what are you drinking? Whisky?”

He gazed down at his tumbler, then back up at her with a slow blink. His eyes began to show the glassiness of a man well on his way to being foxed.

“Yes.”

“Oh, good … I love whisky.”She whispers softly.

If at all possible, his eyes widened even more when she pried the tumbler out of his grasp before lifting it to her own lips. She held his gaze while taking a sip, enjoying the rich flavor of the whisky as well as its sting going down. Amusement made her mouth curve in delight as she set the glass back down on the counter. It was so delicious, toying with him before they even really begin.

Aurora swoops in like a predator stalking a helpless doe, although from the glint in his eyes, Darius dosen't seem submissive but the pleasure she's going to get in taming him into a submissive lover fills her with excitement... He looks all wide eyes, his lips parting in shock and desire and his breathing hitched as she edged close to him, invading his space.

"I’d like to discuss something with you, Sir Darius … a proposition of some sort"She says sleekly...

The look of curiosity and surprise fills his features, and he picked up his glass once more. “A proposition?” You're really something Lady A!"He says chuckling..

She could practically hear the wheels turning in his head as he tried to puzzle out what she could be talking about. 

“Yes,” she replied. “I will not mince words with you. There is a room upstairs that I have rented for the entire night.”

Curiosity morphed into shock once more, and he looks as if he's about to tip off his stool immediately after I made my statement.

“I beg your pardon?”He says...

Pursing her lips, she bit back her annoyance, deciding that berating him so early in their conversation would not work in her favor.

“An upper room. I’ve rented one.”He shook his head and frowned as if trying to decide whether this could truly be happening. “Lady A, I must insist you allow me to escort you out of this place, I don't think this place is quite good"He says trying to argue.

“I know very well what those rooms are for,” she interjected.

At one time, that knowledge would have shocked her, and she’d have never even thought of looking in the direction of that staircase.

Now, she was far wiser in the ways of the world.

He suddenly clears his throat. “I see.”

“I’m not certain you do, so allow me to make this clear to you. The room is secured, and all I require now is someone to accompany me upstairs.”

This time, she felt certain he might suffer an apoplexy when he suddenly looks flushed from his neck to the roots of his hair. He opened his mouth, then closed it, looking very much like a fish out of water. A pretty fish with perfect eyebrows and pouting lips, but a fish nonetheless.

Aurora helps herself to more of his whisky, this time straight from the bottle. While she waited for him to find his voice. After a moment of gaping and sputtering, he finally managed to respond.

“My lady, I don't think … surely you cannot mean …”He says like a man inexperienced in this time of society..

What was he expecting? He's in a damn brothel!

Corking the whisky bottle, she looked him in the eye and delivered the words that would either kill him off altogether or make him hers.

“I do mean it, Lord Darius. I want to take you upstairs and fuck you. So choose!"She says casually..

"Do I leave you here alone with you drink or should we both go upstairs and you let me fuck you"She says smirking as she stared deep into his eyes, working her magic..

She definitely came out to play and the urge to claim him even though it's just a night seems to be the only thing she could think about!!!!