19. Isabella

It's finally time for the fabled mating ceremony.

The last week has flown by. Eden has decided to stay here with us for now. My sister promised me she could do all her schoolwork via the ‘net, and while I wasn't convinced, Emma assured me she would keep a close eye on her.

I also want to keep my sister close and out of the way of the Guild, so her staying here is the best solution.

We haven't heard a peep out of the Guild. The soldiers left with their tail between their legs, and from what we've heard, there is infighting in their ranks over who gets to take Darius Blackthorn"s spot. As long as they're fighting amongst themselves they have no time or energy to worry about us, and that's more than okay with me.

However, the secret will come out sooner or later. The lost Minotaur Kingdom won't remain hidden forever, but when the time comes to step out into the light, we'll be ready.

And I'll be Asterion's wife.

I'm standing at the altar, my mate standing across from me. Asterion is wearing his golden crown on his head, a gorgeous, deep-blue toga wrapped around his hulking frame. The ceremonial robe accentuates his amazing physique, and his red eyes blaze with excitement as he looks at me.

The wedding dress I'm wearing is, well… scandalous.

Eden and Emma are back in the palace, playing board games, and that's fine with me, because they don't need to see me dressed like this.

The white lace is almost transparent. The fabric clings to my body, showing off all my curves. I'm standing in this gorgeous Minotaur temple, in front of the altar, and I'm practically naked.

Asterion's eyes look me up and down. He's mighty pleased.

"Are you sure this is a traditional dress?" I whisper.

The Minotaur King runs his hand up my side, the bottoms of his fingers pressing against my soft breasts.

"Oh yes," he answers.

"But the temple would be filled with Minotaurs, right?"

"Correct, little one. Minotaurs proudly showed off their mates."

"Well, I'd rather just be yours. You don't need to show me off."

Asterion chuckles. "I don't mind that at all."

I turn toward the altar. "So, how does this work?"

"Well, usually, there would be an old priest who would have a long and boring talk about devotion and honesty…"

"But?" I ask.

Asterion licks his lips. "Instead, I think I'm just going to eat you out right here and now."

My heart leaps into my mouth.

"Here?!"

Without warning his big hands grab me, and he places my butt right on the altar. He pulls up my sheer dress, and yes, I'm completely naked underneath.

The Minotaur King smiles at me. He spreads my legs, and then presses that rough beastly tongue of his against my wet folds.

Instantly, pleasure washes through my body. His skilled moves in circles around my sensitive clit, teasing me, pleasing me, and driving me absolutely insane.

There's a big, hulking beast between my legs. His eyes are burning, looking directly into mine as he worships my pussy.

Fitting, I suppose, seeing as we are in a house of worship.

This is not like any wedding I've ever attended. This is better. Much, much better.

His strong hand reach up to grab my breasts. His rough fingertips pinch my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure throughout my entire body.

Asterion's tongue is pure magic. He knows exactly how to coax an orgasm out of me, and another, and then another.

I love him so damn much.

My pleasure grows and grows. Every touch, every lick, every second brings me closer and closer to my orgasm. The Minotaur doesn't stop.

He brings me all the way to the edge, and then, makes me tumble right over it with a deep, low growl.

My orgasm overwhelms me. My muscles tense up, my toes curling, and for a second I see nothing but stars as pure bliss floods through my system.

I cry out and grab the bull by the horns, holding him there, riding his snout as he makes me come over and over again.

Finally, he backs off, grinning. The bull stands up, pulls me towards him, and gives me a deep, hot kiss.

This Minotaur King is mine.

All mine.

I belong to him.