Ceremony

Ceremony
Lucifer

She paused; her knees knelt to the soft sand, looking up from her thick lashes. It was the first time she saw me, too busy looking at her parents and how happy it made her that they were there, and alive.

It had been a long week, most of it spent in our room, but when we did emerge. I had to pacify the soon-to-be in-laws that I would forever take care of their daughter. Michael must have seen something inside me, that I would lay down my life for his daughter, my mate, when he pulled me into a hug.

The most vulnerable moments when I held Uriel in my arms when she almost met the stars did something to me. As much as a possessive bastard I was, it had increased tenfold since that day. Uriel saw it as a new life, a new hope for not just us but for the entire Celestial Kingdom.

As much as she put on a brave face for her near-death experience, she reverted to her child-like ways during those three days we spent together huddled up in our bed. Constantly reassuring her she was fine; she was safe and that never again will the prophecy rear its ugly head because she had saved us all.

Uriel’s craving for sweets and decadent chocolate increased as well, and I was happy to spoil her until she couldn’t crave it anymore. It was only for those few days as she worked through the turmoil of almost losing everything. Her parents, me, the life of all the innocent if she in fact died. It was a lot to handle for any goddess.

Hera still was leery of me, as anyone should be. However, I was her mate and in the end I helped save her, sucking the evil that dare tried to taint the soul of innocence using the bond we shared. What would have happened if we didn’t mate before then? What would have become of my bunny? I throw the thoughts away harshly, daring not to know what it feels like to lose something you are so deeply in love with.

My destruction still ravaged my soul, but when near my mate, it only calmed the stormy seas of my aching heart. She was my drug, and I didn’t care who knew it.

Even with my possessiveness of her, I did leave her for one hour to talk with my brother. Loki and I had many issues to work out as brothers, and I wanted it settled before I took my mate on the ultimate adventure of her life.

Uriel had confided in me how much she wanted to travel the worlds, to know everything about them, discover every land and sea. I was going to give it to her all, showing her humans of Earth, the forests of Bergarian even deep down into the depths of Atlantis she loved so much.

Uriel’s eyes fluttered, now letting go of the King and Queen of Atlantis’ children. They ran to their seats as Uriel slowly put her arms in the crook of her parent’s.

Donned in a beautiful tea-length dress, the beautiful white and dark contrast against her dark hair. Her golden eyes glittered in the sun as the rays tried to warm her skin. I smiled, and that smile was only for her as many hushed whispers in the crowd awed at my emotion.

Uriel was my emotion, the only emotion that I dare crave for the rest of my life.

Uriel’s steps faltered as she stared at me, surely not understanding the attire I wear. Black was my signature color and now I face her with a white shirt and light-colored pants. I wanted her to see that she had healed not only the sin from those around her, but me as well. Pulling my hand from my pocket, my calloused hand reached out to her. Her parents nudged her to walk to the slow beat of the harps playing to the side of the crowd.

As she took her small, timid steps, I smiled brighter, watching her wings unfold behind her back. Her nervousness radiated within my soul as she finally reached the make-shift altar my mother prepared.

“We’ve come to give you our blessing,” Michael spoke loudly for all to hear. “For taking our daughter as your mate.” It was very well known I would have taken Uriel without their permission, because I already had anyway. The formalities of the gods to show intrest in our mating humbled my heart further to want to witness.

Reaching my hand out to Uriel’s, her warm hand slid into my own as I had her walk upon the platform. Pulling her waist closer to me, I kissed her forehead. “You look beautiful,” I whispered. It was a lie. She looked damn fucking radiant beside me. The whisps never left her as they hovered over us while standing in front of my mother, the officiant.

“Greetings and welcome to all that appears here today,” mother squirmed behind the small table placed before us. Mother, never one to be the big speaker, held up the Sphere of Souls bestowed upon her since Selene’s silent departing to the mortal world to find her own mate.

The deep navy sphere hovered over her hands, small swirls of white smoke swirling about. Some moving fast, and some slow. “Two souls in the Sphere are now missing,” she smiled at me, her eyes softening. “The Goddess of Innocence and Grace, Uriel, and the God of Destruction, the Destroyer, Lucifer have now joined their souls together, making the perfect match.”

Seeing father’s radiating gaze toward mother made his lip curl. Lillith, still clutching to father, pulled on his beard cooing at him.

My mother continued with the ceremony, speaking of how souls came to be, how Selene blessed first the werewolves until the Gods were eventually granted such a gift. Uriel paid attention to every single word that left my mother’s lips, but my sight was on my mate. The beautiful tendrils of hair swept her face, the small freckles that danced on her skin as the light sources peppered her with kisses. She was all mine.

The sphere finally sat on the deep purple pillow before us. Mother waved her hands until I pulled Uriel close to me. Her body leaned into me, the pink tint of her cheeks glowing into my dark eyes. “You’re officially mine now,” I whispered as mother continued.

“I thought I was always yours?” she titled her head. “Ever since we mated—” I hushed her lips with my hungry mouth. Pushing her back, holding on to her lower back, I forced my soul into her in front of the crowd. Rounds of applause came through my ears as Uriel clutched the front of my shirt.

Loki, flew overhead, his Raven flying over us as the dark shadow went through the crowd. As fucking cheesy as it was, Uriel had mentioned having birds fly overhead with our searing kiss, but with the help of my brother, we did something better.

Phoenix birds of Hell rose to the sky, their flaming tails of fire exploding overhead, scorching the sky. Feathers dropped from their wings and tails, only to ignite and flame out just before hitting the crowd. The ash, now white as snow, dusting us all.

Breaking away from the kiss, Uriel’s eyes widened as the ash fell around us. “It’s so pretty,” she whispered, holding out her hand for the ash to collect in her hand. The Phoenix only reminded me of my love for my mate, the fiery passion we had for each other, the explosion of pain of almost losing her only to find her as pure as the first rains that descended on the worlds. We had started anew, and this time I would be sure to cherish every moment.

Tracing my finger across her cheek, her head turned back to me. The pink lips I assaulted with my teeth only curved into a smile. Running my finger across her lip, she surprises me by sucking on one of my fingers.

I groaned as she twirled her tongue around my finger. She had more of me in her than I realized. “Better watch it, bunny,” I growled. “There’s many people around. I’d hate to embarrass you.” Uriel snickered, kissing my cheek.

“I dare you,” she nudged me. Pulling her playfully to my chest, the crowd dispersed. Grinning wickedly at her, my finger trailed up her dress only to be interrupted by her parents. Groaning in displeasure, I looked to Hera who crossed her arms.

“I hope you both can behave during the reception,” Hera chided. The sweetness she held for Uriel was still alive, but the undertone was a warning for me. Grabbing Uriel’s ass, I squeezed it causing a sweet squeak from her.

“Wouldn’t dare ruin the perfect party for the gods,” I smirked. Hera opened her mouth to speak, but mother pulled on my hand. Awkwardly laughing, she pulled my mate and I away back to the tent and pushed us inside.

“Alright, get dressed.” Mother slung a dress to Uriel. It was a tighter fitting one that would hug her curves and show off her beautiful skin. “You two,” mother pointed to both of us and then with her eyes. “Fifteen minutes.” she winked before she closed the flap of the tent.

Shaking my head at my mother, who was obviously trying to get rid of the sexual tension between us before we bumped and grind on the dance floor, Uriel hooked her finger, waving it for me to come forward.

My bunny had grown a spine, and I liked every minute. Lurching forward to grab her, she hopped away, going further into the tent. The back, covered in pillows, reminded me of the first time gave her genuine pleasure. My cock hardened in my dress pants, already trying to get rid of them.

Uriel giggled, throwing a pillow at me, stopping my movements. Growling, I leaped forward, only for her to jump away again. “I don’t have time, Uriel,” I taunted her. “When I catch you, I’m going to have to punish you.” Uriel stopped in her tracks, her hands on her hips.

“Well, do you want a good girl or a bad girl then?” Her innocent smile and her fluttering lashes had me palm over my cock. The desire in her eyes had her biting her bottom lip as grip hold of my growing shaft.

Fuck, I get to choose?

“How about a little bit of both?” I raised a brow. As she continued to stare at my hand gripping myself, I moved quickly, pushing her down into the pillows. Ripping the front part of her dress, she squealed in excitement, her giggles filling the tent. Her glorious breasts greeted me as I kissed them tenderly.

“Suck my cock like a good girl,” she stopped giggling, her teeth releasing her lip as I rolled her over. She meticulously took her time, pulling my belt buckle and slowly. I growled, sitting up and gripping her neck. The pressure had her moaning. “I said to be a good girl, you are becoming bratty, huh? Do you know what brats don’t get?” She hummed, a faint smile on her lips.

“My bunny doesn’t get the cummies like she wants.” Uriel’s eyes widened at that, her fingers rushing to unbutton my pants. Her desire filled the air, causing my wings to unfold slowly from my body.

I leaned back. She pulled my pants off as I unbuttoned my shirt, letting my chest hit the salty air. The laughs and cheers from the outside faded away as her fingers gripped hold of the base of my cock. Her sweet lips descended on the head and finally sucked the living shit out of it. My hips bucked as my hand gripped her hair.

“Such a good girl,” I growled. She hummed at the praise, her fingers trailing down her dress and going between her legs. Letting her suck, almost pushing me over the edge, I pulled her away, only for her to groan in disappointment.

“What?” I growled in her ear. Ripping the back of her dress, her wings unfolded from her body as I put her up on her knees. Her glorious, silky ass stared right in front of me. “Did you not get to come?” She whimpered, wiggling before me. Pumping my cock several times, I laid down under her pussy, pulling it to my face. “Ride my face,” I barked at her.

Her hips shook as her hips rolled into my mouth. Fuck, she tasted so damn good. She came close, too close, as her desire dripped down her legs. She winced again as I left before she could come to her orgasm.

Slapping her ass, she screamed. “Did you like that, bunny?” Her head only bobbed up and down, still on all fours. Slapping her ass harder, I hovered over her ear. “Words, bunny. It makes me so happy when you use your words.”

Barely a whisper, she agrees with a, “yes sir.” Damn.

Pushing my cock inside her, I grip the base of her wings; they shudder before me as she screamed. “That’s it, bunny,” the tension softened in her back as she met my thrusts. “I want you to cum all over your Sir’s cock.”

My praise had her coming down faster than expected, but I wasn’t far behind. Gripping her wings, I thrust into her harder, my own wings engulfing her body to hold her up as her legs shook with pleasure.

My cock was being sucked dry. Her pussy’s walls contracted while I thrust into her deeper. Feeling every ridge of my cock being tickled by her flutter walls had me clutching her pump ass as I slid in and out of her.

My cock disappearing into her body. Being one with her had me grunting when my hips couldn’t keep up with the rhythm. My body frantically shoved as much cock as I could to fill her. I fucking loved her body; I fucking loved her and she wall damn mine.

“Mine,” I yelled as let go of my seed into her body. I came so damn hard I swore I saw the fates all smiling at me. This was how it was supposed to be, how Uriel’s ending should have been.

We both fall to the pillows, hearing the shouts of Dionysus yelling for more alcohol.

“Bunny,” I whispered, pulling her tangled hair away from her face. She panted, rolling over to look at me. “I love you,” she smiled again, her finger tracing her mark.

“And I love you,” kissing her forehead, I tried to get up to find her dress so we could go to the party. We could not be late or Hera was going to barge in the tent.

“We still have three more minutes,” she softly smiled.