Asteron

ASTERON

T he feasting is in full flow by the time we reach the hall. A free meal and free ale along with all the clans of Xnos? Raucous doesn't even cover it.

All I want to do is take my bride away from here, from all of this, and get her into the stall where she can be mated into our mutual oblivion.

I want to knot her until I am completely empty. I also want to explain everything to my sweet queen. She's lost that confused look from earlier which nearly caused my heart to beat from my chest, but she's still looking concerned.

Once this is over, she will know everything.

I take my seat at the head of the largest table, depositing my Ginny in my lap. She has a throne, but I'm not letting her get away from me in amongst this bunch of Xnosson males. Regardless of the number of guards I have in the room and elsewhere, there are too many in the way of warrior bulls for me to be anything other than vigilant.

"Comfortable, little queen?" I ask Ginny as I indicate for our goblets to be filled and food to be brought.

"Yes?" She looks up at me and I hate the uncertainty in her face.

I've kept too much from her already.

"Then let me choose something tasty for you to eat." I look over the platter and pick up one of my favorite treats, offering it up to her lips.

She takes a bite, her lips closing over my fingers, and the desire to spin her over and take her thoroughly is overwhelming.

Ginny's eyes meet mine. She knows what I am thinking, that is quite clear, especially when her little tongue licks over my digits and my cock immediately hardens to a thick rod, my knot aching to be inside her. My little queen is a delight as she chews the food I have given her and releases a soft, guttural groan.

"If you want to be claimed in front of all the clans, you're going the right way about it, bad little mate," I murmur in her ear.

"You wouldn't!" she gasps.

"It is how they used to do it, back in my grandfather's day. Present their queen, then mount her for all to see," I growl.

The scent she releases is far more intoxicating than any ale in my goblet.

"You want to be rutted for all to see, my queen? You want all these warriors to watch you take my knot, your tight pretty pussy stretched by it?"

"!" she whispers hoarsely, her eyes fluttering closed and her head falling back against my chest to reveal the most delicious creamy skin.

By my horns! I want to ravish the morsel on my lap. I lift the edge of her dress as my cock hardens.

Instead I have Phinade tapping me on the shoulder.

"You are required to meet with the clan chiefs, sire," he says.

I want to do him an injury, given I was so close to burying myself in my mate.

I check around for the guards assigned to Ginny and see they are present and looking vigilant.

"This is something I have to do," I tell her, leaning in close. "But once it is done, we are leaving, and I am going to punish you for your behavior."

"Oh, really?" she says with the hint of a smile. "Because I'm going to have to do things to you in order to get the truth."

Horns and hooves!

"Sire," Phinade says gratingly. "The clan chiefs."

I lift my queen gently from my lap and place her on the throne. "Get used to this position, Ginny, because it all belongs to you, as you belong to me."

With her scent deep in my lungs, I follow my vizier to the clan high table, which is the last place I want to be.