Free Web NovelChapter 385: Marking Ceremony
(Amaia)
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The five of them filled the stage wearing their princely attire. Regal and perfect from head to toe. Long tailcoats infused with princely overcoats. Fitted trousers and finely embroidered and jewelled tunics. Sashes and belts cinch their waists decorated with gemstones and filigree.
Hands clasped in front, legs slightly spread. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Rigel has chosen black and red.
Saiph’s blue, black and gold to complement Zlatka and Zille.
Mintaka and Alnitak have similar white, red and gold outfits.
While Alnilam is donning silver, white and violet.
Each one of them is a picture of perfection surpassing my imagination. Their collective gazes rest on me, and the smiles they share completely melt me, making me want to burst into tears.
My mates. My heart is about to burst with the love I carry for them.
The slow and soft music from the violins and other musical instruments continues in the background while a shower of petals rains on me.
My father takes me forward, ready to hand me over to my mates. They extend their right hands to receive me from him.
"Please! Take care of my daughter," my father requests as their hands curl against mine and they pull me up and between themselves.
"We always will," Saiph assures him, placing his hand on his chest and respectfully nodding at my father.
My father retreats with a satisfied smile.
"You look breathtaking. The dress is my design." Alnitak proudly tells me, his eyes holding mine captive.
"I chose the colours," Rigel whispered from behind.
"Constellation was my idea," Mintaka nonchalantly says.
"Gemstones mine," Saiph adds.
"And the long train was me," Alnilam whispers.
"It’s beautiful and I love it. Thank you," I heartily smile at them all.
King Orion, who is standing behind them and officiating the ceremony, speaks with amusement. "Let’s begin, lovebirds."
I giggle, placing my hand in front of my lips.
My mates adjust their shoulders and clear their throats in nervousness.
King Orion faces the audience and speaks with a warm smile.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of my sons with their mate. Thank you all for joining us. Let’s begin."
He turns his attention towards Saiph.
"Saiph being the oldest will mark Amaia first."
Others step back. Saiph extends his hands towards me and I take them. He affectionately presses his thumbs on the back of my hands, gently rubbing.
"I had dreamt of this moment for so long and finally you are going to carry my mark," he proudly tells me, making me beam.
"I can’t wait to complete our bond and carry your mark."
King Orion extends a gold chalice towards us, letting Saiph take a sip first and then offering me one. It’s a red concoction and tastes sweet.
"This is to purify your souls and prepare you for your journey ahead," he announces, handing the chalice to one of the helpers.
"May the Moon goddess always watch over you and strengthen your bond. You may mark your mate."
With a gentle smile tugging at the corner of his lips, Saiph pulls me in. His hands are holding my face with a tenderness he only showers on me.
"It will sting a bit." Zlatka stares through his eyes at me.
"I can take it." I return his smile.
"My bunny, always so brave."
His incisors elongate into his fangs and I tilt my head, offering my neck.
Leaning down, Saiph places his fangs on my neck and pierces my skin. A pricking pain like two thick needles invading my neck hits me and I suppress the building up moan.
Instant relief follows when his lips land on my skin, soothing me. His thumbs rub my face, keeping me calm.
A deeper connection invades my heart strengthening our existing bond. I thought I couldn’t love this man more but the emotions and feelings strengthened further as he left his mark on my skin.
Slowly he extracts his fangs and fully presses his lips on my tender skin. I have to fight the incessant need to whimper, my body has begun to heat up. This is going to be so embarrassing.
Mindlink opens and Alnitak teases. "You want to moan, don’t you?"
Cackles of others follow, making me want to smack them.
"I will deal with you later," I warn them.
Saiph lifts his lips from my neck and softly kisses me, making me forget all complaints. I get lost in the sensation of his touch and the feelings he evokes.
"The marking ceremony between Saiph and Amaia is complete."
The music changes.
The guests erupt in applause and Rigel’s cold hands on my shoulders make us break the kiss.
"I love you, Amaia." Saiph wholeheartedly smiles.
"I love you too," I intensely whisper before he moves away and his brother takes over.
Rigel comes to stand in the place Saiph has vacated.
"Rigel and Amaia will go through a blood bonding as per vampire rituals." King Orion smiles at both of us.
For this particular ritual, vampires excrete a special venom through their fangs so the mark they leave remains permanent. Not only will Rigel mark me and drink my blood, but I will also be fed his blood.
"Are you ready?" King Orion asks.
We nod. Both of us are fed the same liquid from the golden chalice again.
"You are going to wear my mark. I am honoured."
"Me too," I quietly say, trying not to choke on my emotions.
Rigel holds my waist and bites my neck, right beside where Saiph had bitten. His sharp canines dig into my skin and I sense my body reacting to his venom, accepting him.
Once Rigel has left the mark, he extracts his canines and presses his lips there, stopping the flow of blood.
Finally, he lifts his head, watching me with his carmine eyes brimming with nothing but endless love he holds for me.
Reaching for his wrist he pierces his skin with his canines, offering me his blood. I take his arm and press it against my lips, drinking his elixir. I take a few mouthfuls, my gaze remaining fixed on his mesmerised one.
My heart expands for him, accepting everything he has to offer, even the deficiencies. Together we complete each other.
I let go and he swoops in for a kiss, licking my lips to wipe them clean. We complete and seal this bond between us.
The space around us erupts with cheers of my mates and guests while I am lost in the touch of his lips.
Rigel, my special mate.
