"Marry me?"

In the midst of the noise and celebration she thinks she had heard wrong.
He couldn't have possibly said what she thought he said. Right?

"What did you just say?"

"Marry me? Please?"

Kiara couldn't fathom why he would want her to do that, why he would ask her that in the first place so she asked an absurd question instead.

"Why?"

Rising from his feet, Marquése faces the woman he could only dream of deserving in some type of dreamland; because how could he ever deserve to be loved by a woman as wonderful as she?

"Because I would be the luckiest bastard alive to have you."

"And that's exactly the reason I asked you why. Marquése you already have me, irrevocably so. We don't have to have a wedding for me to be marrying you, being joined to you as my mate and then as your queen that is everything."

They were both so happy at the words that were leaving her lips that they couldn't stop smiling at each other. Virtually stuck in their own little cocoon of happiness.
The couple didn't even realize that the world around them had stopped moving.

"Aww." Hailey coos, gushing her feelings at the clear display of love she saw and the majority of the pack joins her, showing their approval to what was taking place before them.

Everyone stares on in complete happiness

"You all have to stop before I start crying." Kiara sniffs

"You're right, no crying. I think I have something much better in mind that we can both do."

Marquése smirks at her naughtily.
Not at all sorry for what he is suggesting this moment in time.

"But I think that's left for later... come here."

He takes her hand and everyone gathers around them in a strong circle.

"Kiara Valdrough, do you swear on your life to take care of this pack and it's people, to honor those that have come before you and finally to devote your self, love and attention to the king; the man you are being joined to?"

"I do."

"And do you promise these things for the rest of your life?"

"I do."

"Then by the power of the gods, I name you Kiara, Queen and Luna of Pack Vencer."

The gold crusted crown is placed atop her head and the crowd erupts.

Everyone in the square cheers endlessly for their new king and queen.

It was a time to celebrate

Kiara kisses Marquése on the lips passionately before pulling back; tears of clear happiness glistening in her eyes.

"We did it."

"Yes we did."

She suddenly feels a small tap on her shoulder and turns around,

"Mother-"

"You don't have to say anything baby, I just wanted to congratulate you. I'm so proud of you." Ciara whispers in her daughter's ear before hugging her tightly and then walking away.

"Now that that's over can we...."

"Let's go." Kiara giggles, beaming up at him like the sun.

Maybe they were each other's sun

They both step away from the crowd, too excited to go do what they are both craving, however, that fantasy high is cut short.

"Uh, Sir before you... start, Um I hope that the princess had told you about the customs of how this must proceed?"

Kiara winces, not believing that she had forgotten to tell him about that.

"What does he mean?" Marquése turns, looking towards her.

"I'm sorry I didn't remember to tell you."

"Look I'm it isn't that important that it can't wait for later."

"On the contrary it cant wait because the elders have to observe the ceremony as it takes place."

"What ceremony?"

"Your mating ceremony sir-"

"What? No!"

"I assure you, you aren't the first king to be protective of your queen and neither will you be the last but this is our way. It must be done."

Marquése was more than upset by this, he was down right angry, what kind of people wanted to watch while their King and Queen had sex?

"It is only three of us so don't be discouraged, we just have to make sure that the Prin- l mean the Queen, is receiving enough to be impregnated. Otherwise, if she doesn't get pregnant then we'll know that she isn't fertile and you can take another-

"Another what huh?! Another what?!"

"Marquése-"

"No!"
He was boiling red now, she could see it on his face.

"Thank you Elder, that will be all for now." Kiara dismisses him

Marquése was pacing like crazy before he finally spoke up.

"On second thought that is not all. You said it's the law? The law is made by a King and well I am the king now therefore I make the laws.
Elder, I say the new law is that no one is allowed to see the queen naked, only I do. The new law is you all stay to your damn selves and you wait and you pray to Luna that the Queen gets pregnant, because her body will do so whenever it's ready to not when it is convenient for you all. Understood?"

"Yes my king. My apologies."

"Good, now you're dismissed."

The elder walks away and Marquése sighs trying to get his anger under control.
Deep down Kiara was trilled that he had just stood up for her like that but then again she knew it was the law and she needed to voice it as such.

"Marquése you know that they're just doing their jobs, it's the law and their core beliefs they were just informing you of it."

"Well I'm informed and I hope they are too. No one but me is seeing your naked flesh spread out on that bed. No one but me is hearing your moans of pleasure as I'm inside you. And no one but me is seeing the look on your face as you cum because of how good me fúcking you feels, do you hear me?"

"Yes my king."

"Good, I've waited so long for this. Can I go make love to you now?"

"Yes please."
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The outside of the beautiful cabin had nothing on the inside.

The array of shining lights and colorful flowers gave the illusion of being outside, but Marquése couldn't focus on that right now. What was in front him was way more captivating.

Kiara slowly peels the priceless fabrics off of her body like a snake shedding its skin. Slow and sensual, a temptress, that's who she was.

Marquése stares up into her lust-filled eyes intensely, his focus never wavering as to not miss a second of her performance.

It was that good

As soon as she was completely naked she walks up to him and he sighs reaching out to touch her skin.

"Hi" She whispers into his ears before licking the lobe then sucking it into her mouth.

That was the last straw

An evil smirk captivates his face before he grips her thighs, standing up and hoisting her in one full swoop.
She wraps her legs around him, grabbing his face and attacking his lips.

The second her back hits the bed, he strips naked, crawling between her legs.

"You're so bad." He whispers as he kisses her lips, going lower to give the same attention to her neck before finally gracing her breasts.

"Ugh."

He reaches the destination he had been craving, and shows his hunger with a lick of his lips.

"So beautiful." He says, running a single finger over her smooth core, loving that she was wet for only him.

"Please."

Marquése was grinning like the cat that ate the canary as he got on his knees, but really, he was the one eating the cat today.

"Shít!"

Kiara grabs onto the blankets below her, her mind telling her to close her legs but her center of desire saying don't you dare.

Marquése flicks his tongue against her flesh again, greedily looking for the same response which she graciously gives. His mouth never stops, kissing her like his life depends on it.

She was in heaven right now, her body was experiencing immense pleasure and the only thing she could do was reach for his hair.

She pulls hard on the tendrils, causing him to moan and the vibrations to run through her. He goes harder, continuing his ministrations on her hot core.

"Marquése!"

That's what he wanted, her screaming his name, spread out like his favorite meal, and fúck if he wasn't eating it.

"Say it again."
He demands but she didn't, she only panted.

This time he brings his finger out to play, slapping against her playfully and when he started moving it, Kiara couldn't find words.

Her stomach tightened as the building pressure was too much and finally the dam broke.

Her back arches and her toes curl as she throws her head back in pleasure.
She screams his name as she climaxes, the streams of pleasure flowing down her thighs.

Marquése watches everything, smiling in satisfaction as her body relaxes on the bed.

"You taste so good." He says as he looks down at her now blushing face.
Kiara smirks up at him as she wraps her hand around him, stroking slowly.

She opens her legs wider, staring into his eyes,
"I wonder what you'll say when you're inside me."

He couldn't resist

He sunk down, going between those warm thighs again, immediately placing the himself where she needed him most.

Looking into her eyes he silently asks for permission and she whispers,

"Yes"

He pushes forward.

"Ah" Kiara groans out at the sheer intensity and he groans out.

"I'm sorry."

"It's ok." She says, sounding almost out of breath.

He pulls back then tries to go a little more, and this time she really felt it.

Marquése knows that it must hurt her so he kept looking into her eyes the whole time, kissing her lips when he thinks she needs it, and caressing her thighs.

"Hmm." A groan leaves his lips as he finally feels the barrier that was keeping him out break, while she sucks in a hard breath.

He begins his slow movements and it starts to feel better. Soon after the agony left and she was once again begging him not to stop.

He was like Alice right now but only he wasn't wondering, groaning and thrusting maybe but no wondering.

He couldn't even fathom to form a thought right now, the only thing he wanted to do was make love to his mate.

Her moans came out in sharp puffs of pleasure, her nails sinking into his back as her teeth clamp down into the spot between his shoulder, biting him.

Her wails were music to his ears as she cried out to him and he returns the favor, sinking his teeth back into her neck as her body shakes in pleasure.

"You ok?" He asks, kissing her lips softly; not leaving her body just yet.

"Yesss. I'm so good right now."

"Haha, ok." His smile is being and hers is curious as she still feels him.

"Are you still..."

"Yes." he says cutting her off, and she stares at him doing something that drive him crazy.

He stares down into her mischievous eyes.

"Why did you stop?"

"I'm giving you time."

Kiara runs her hands over his chest, leaning up to whisper in his ears as her fingers pinches his nipples.

"Go harder this time."