Page 71 of Dark Elf's Good Girl

“Aiken, do you take Isla to be your wife?”

“I do,” announces Aiken with overwhelming pride.

“Then by the power granted unto me by the Thirteen Who Sleep, you may now kiss your mate!”

We lunge forward like lovers who have been parted for decades. Aiken envelopes me in his grip, pulling me close by the waist as our lips meet in an impassioned embrace. I close my eyes, so lost in the moment that I tune out everything and everyone around us.

Only when we pull apart do I hear the clapping of our guests.

“I love you, Aiken.”

“I love you too Isla. Going through what we did has only made us stronger.”

Our guests join us as we move the celebration back to the city. As Aiken and I climb

into the carriage, I shoot one final look at the waterfall, feeling happier than ever that I got mated at such a beautiful place.

Aiken holds me in his arms as we travel back to the city, whispering affirmations of love to each other. The carriage pulls up outside a restaurant that he has rented out for dinner. Before we get out, my mate wipes a thumb underneath my eye.

“Are you alright?” he asks.

“Yes, why?”

“You’re crying,” he explains, dashing away the tears.

“I didn't even notice,” I chuckle. “But it’s only because I’ve never felt happier in my life.”

He holds my hand tight as our guests walk with us into the establishment. We walk into a gorgeously decorated dining room, at the center of which sits a large round table. On it is the finest cutlery, arranged neatly with golden plates and a large cake sitting in the middle of it.

Also on the table are elegant dishes that have been prepared with high quality ingredients, some of which I have never seen before. The waiters welcome us, treating us all courteously with such respect that is only dreamed of back in Orthani.

All of that is behind me now. It’s only going to be perfect from here on out.

The thought puts a smile on my face as we cut into the cake, revealing a red velvet interior flavored with nimond and apis honey. The rest of the reception is filled with good food, a lot of wine, and tons of laughter.

As the night progresses, I finally come to terms with the fact this is all real, and most importantly, that I deserve all of it. Aiken is my hero and I promise myself I will never be unhappy again.

He restored my faith in love and gave me a second chance at life. As the reception eventually comes to a close and we bid our friends farewell, he shoots me a look that spells it clear as day he wants me.

Intent on having him too, I grab his hand as he whisks me away to cap off a wonderful evening.

30

AIKEN

“I hope you don’t mind me taking you away from the celebrations,” I say as I lead her to our room. In truth, as much as I love her, I wouldn’t care too much if she did. All I have been able to think about for hours is what I want to do to her tonight. Now that she’s finally mine for good.

“Of course not,” she says, her grip tightening on my hand.

I smile at her answer, thinking about that hand around my cock as we lay naked on the bed. “Good,” I reply as I open the door for her to step through.

“And why is that?” she teases.

I pull her to me, her back now pressed against my stomach and torso and lean down to her ear. “I think you know, Isla,” I murmur into it.

I hear her breath hitch and can see her chest start to heave with anticipation. Oh, how I enjoy having this effect upon her. What she probably doesn’t realize is just the effect she has on me.

From the moment I saw her, she took my breath away and seeing how Calix treated her created something in me, or maybe drew it up from deep beneath the surface. A fierceness, a possessiveness. She was always mine.

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