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Garron steps forward first, his ice-blue eyes locking onto mine and says, "Mara, I vow to protect you with every breath in my body, to cherish and honor you until the end of my days."

Lazir's voice, gruff with emotion, follows. "I promise to stand by your side, to share in your laughter and your tears, and to love you with a ferocity that matches the fire in your soul."

Calo, the youngest and most earnest, takes my hands in his and says softly, "I pledge to care for you, to celebrate your strength and your wisdom, and to walk beside you on this journey we call life."

Their words weave a tapestry of love and commitment, each vow a thread that binds us together. My own promises spillforth, heartfelt and sincere. "I will love you all with every fiber of my being, support you in your dreams, and stand with you against life's storms," I say softly.

The elder nods solemnly, his gaze encompassing the four of us and proclaims, "By the ancient laws of our people, you are now bound, your souls intertwined for all eternity."

As the ceremony concludes, a sense of peace settles over me. We are united, not just by the vows we've exchanged, but by the trials we've overcome and the future we're building together.

Together, we will forge a new path, one that is ours and ours alone. And as I lay my head against Garron's chest, with Lazir and Calo nestled close on either side, I know that this is just the beginning of our adventure. With love as our guide, we will face whatever tomorrow brings, knowing that we are stronger together than we could ever be apart.

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MARA

The night air is cool against my skin as Garron, Lazir, and Calo lead me to the sacred pool nestled within the castle grounds. The water shimmers under the moonlight, a tranquil oasis that beckons us closer. My heart races with anticipation, the fabric of my wedding gown whispering against the stone path.

Garron's large hands gently grip the hem of my gown, his ice-blue eyes meeting mine in silent question. Lazir and Calo flank me, their touch reverent as they begin to lift the fabric. My breath hitches as the gown pools at my feet, leaving me exposed under their hungry gazes.

"You're beautiful, Mara," Lazir murmurs, his voice rough with desire.

Calo's hand finds mine, squeezing it gently. "Our mate," he says with awe.

Together, they guide me into the sacred pool, the warm water lapping at my skin. It's like stepping into a liquid embrace, the surface rippling with our movements.

Garron's strong arms wrap around me from behind, his lips finding the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder."Tonight, you're ours," he whispers, and a shiver runs down my spine.

Lazir approaches, his hands skimming over my stomach, my hips, igniting a trail of fire in their wake. His mouth meets mine in a searing kiss, his tongue expertly coaxing my lips apart.

Calo kneels before me in the water, his hands parting my thighs. His touch is gentle, exploratory, as he caresses my inner thighs, gradually moving closer to my center.

Their hands and mouths are everywhere, touching, kissing, licking. I'm lost in a sea of sensation, my body responding to their every caress. Garron's fingers tease my nipples into hard peaks, while Lazir's fingers find their way between my legs, stroking and circling with skilled precision.

Calo's tonguereplaces his fingers, lapping at my core as I gasp and tremble. The pleasure is intense, building with each passing moment. Garron's erection presses against my back, a promise of what's to come.

As my climax approaches, I cling to Garron, my nails digging into his arms. I cry out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, my body shuddering with the force of my release.

Before I can catch my breath, Garron turns me to face him, lifting me effortlessly. His cock nudges at my entrance, and with one swift movement, he's inside me, filling me completely. The water swirls around us as we move together, our bodies finding a perfect rhythm.

His thrusts are powerful, each one driving me higher until I'm teetering on the edge once more. With a final, deep thrust, we come together, our cries echoing off the castle walls.

As Garron sets me down, Lazir takes his place, his cock sliding into me with an eagerness. He feels different, his strokes long and deep, stoking the fire within me anew.

Our eyes lock as we move together, the connection between us stronger than ever. His pace quickens, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. We crest the peak together, our bodies shaking with the intensity of our shared release.

Spent, I lean against Lazir, my body boneless with pleasure. But there's still Calo, his eyes dark with need as he watches me.

He lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist. His cock finds my entrance, sliding home with a satisfied groan. He's the youngest, his movements swift and full of energy as he claims me as his mate.

The water splashes around us as he drives into me, each thrust sending ripples across the pool's surface. My fingers tangle in his fur as I hold on, my body responding to his with fervor.

Our climax is a shared explosion of pleasure, our cries mingling with the night air. As we come down from our high, I realize that this is just the beginning of our life together—a life filled with love, passion, and the unbreakable bond we've forged.

Tonight, under the watchful gaze of the moon, we've sealed our fate in the minotaur sacred pool, entwining our souls in a dance as old as time. And as we emerge from the sacred waters, I know that no matter what the future holds, we will face it together head on.

The water of the sacred pool is still now, a mirror reflecting the stars above. Garron's arms are a fortress around me as we lay outside the water in the moonlight. Lazir's fingers trace idle patterns on my skin, and Calo's head rests against my chest, his breathing deep and even. They whisper their love for me.

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