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Love Is.....	By : SensationalK Category: A through F > Black Dagger Brotherhood Views: 2965 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ah, the last chapter. Sorry that it took me so long to post this, a lot has happened over the last few weeks. Started school again, work as been rough and busy and then caught the Flu ( Still recovering from that one).
I hoped you enjoyed this as much as I had loved to write this little fiction.
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Madline woke up, stretching languidly; she was feeling wonderful. She was hungry as a motherfucker and she was horny. The scent of sex was heavy as hell, Butch’s soft grunts and Marissa’s sexy moans filled her sensitive ears. She peeked an eye open and smiled, it was a god given sight, Butch had his head between the lovely female’s thighs and was feasting on her. Marissa’s elegant hands were pulling and stroking through Butch’s hair as she rolled her hips against his mouth.
Rolling onto her side, Madline watched on as her sex wetted and bloomed, her nipples tightening. Marissa was first to realize that she was awake, the blond turned her head and looked at her, their eyes connected and that was it, Marissa tossed her head back and came, loudly.
Madline moaned herself, it was again a sight for the heavens, she moved and captured Marissa’s soft lips and kissed her, drinking down her passion. Leaning on one hand, she continued to kiss Marissa and use her free hand to stroke up and down her silky soft skin on her ribs, before cupping a breast and teasing her tight nipple. Marissa cried out at the double assault, Butch was still between her legs and now Madline teased her breast.
Madline pulled away and kissed a long neck, her tongue teasing, nipping at the soft skin. She enjoyed the sight of her bite marks on that sexy neck. That was Wolf inside of her, wanting to mark what was hers. She lowered her head, to trail her lips across her shoulder before moving down to a perky white globe. She pulled a tight pink nub into her mouth and Marissa hollered, Madline assumed that she came again. Their eyes connected again, and Madline stared into wonderful blue eyes.
“I want to please you too,” Marissa murmured to her, and Madline groaned. They kissed again before Madline felt Butch’s hands on her, moving her to straddle Marissa’s knees her back to him; he pulled her up and turned her head. Her male took her lips, and Madline quivered, her thoughts fleeting for a minute. His hands traced her body, caressing her body.
It wasn’t until a tongue teased her slit that she realized Marissa had moved. Madline gasped pulling herself away from Butch’s lips to look down; blue eyes stared at her as a pink tongue dipped between her folds and gave a long lick. Marissa was on her hand and knees before her and was now using her mouth to please her.
Madline tossed her head back and cried out, “Marissa!”
“Can’t have you just calling out her name, Madline,” Butch kissed her neck, he pulled at her right leg, her thigh muscles stretched as he hooked her knee into the crook of his elbow, she was spilt open wide, and Marissa took the chance to make her go crazy.
“Oh God! Yes!” Madline screamed as Butch pushed himself into her his long thick cock going into her, making her pulse with pure ecstasy. He started his slow retreat and then pushed back inside of her hard.
“Gotta treat my female like a Queen now, she’s gotta get everything that she needs don’t she,” he whispered inside her ear, Madline shuddered.
“Don’t we, Marissa? We have to give Madline the royal package.”
“Surely, only the best for a Queen.”
Madline moaned, Marissa was nibbling, sucking and flicking her swollen nub while Butch speared her over and over again, God, she was in a dream.
“Not a Queen, yet,” Madline spoke.
“Really? Then I guess we should stop,” Butch pulled slowly out and Madline snarled, her Wolf making itself own.
“Don’t you both dare!”
Marissa laughed, “So dangerous, such a wild animal.”
Then both proceeded to turn her world upside down.
They kept on going until Madline whined that she had to get ready, that they all had to get ready for the Ceremony tonight. That only gave Butch and Marissa an excuse to wash her and screw her silly in the shower, hands washing her body driving her crazy until she dropped to her knees and tasted Marissa as Butch again took her from the back, with her on her hands and knees. It took them another hour to get out of the shower.
This time Madline practically ran from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body and her head, she couldn’t even remember her washing her hair in all that madness.
She stood in the room and looked around, man; this was the room that her Parents had laid, where they were murdered. Her Coronation was tonight, so in a few hours it would official, she would be in her destiny the one that had been determined before she was born, she would Queen.
Queen.
Fuck, she suddenly got the shivers.
Was she ready to rule? Could she be half the leader as her Parents?
She rubbed her face and walked over to the bed, sitting down.
Her heart thumped and she thought that she was going to throw up. She had been so sure, so ready to take the Throne. She had returned two days later after taking out her bastard Uncle. She knew her Brother well; the male would have made a royal decree as Prince, that all females should present their ass when they walked past him. She chuckled, Derek had been damn close with now all the available females.
He was so much like his Father, where she was much more like her Mother.
Butch brought Marissa and Lianne up day before yesterday; they were her moral support, her anchor to the world around her. She was glad that they showed up, everything had started to become too much until they showed up. God, what she was going to do without them? They couldn’t stay with her in the Palace, Butch had the Brotherhood, and Marissa had the Safe House that needed her. She couldn’t well keep Lianne up here since Butch would miss his daughter everyday.
Madline placed her head between her knees as she started to hyperventilate, “Madline, baby?” Butch had dropped down before her the moment her had stepped out of the bathroom with Marissa.
“I can’t do this,” Madline wheezed out, “What if I’m a shitty Queen, what if the Wolves hate me?” Madline shook, she looked at Butch and Marissa, “What if I get so run over with being Queen that I can’t see you guys anymore? What if I don’t even have time for Lianne?” Madline choked.
“Hey, calm down, put your head down and breathe first,” Butch spoke and Marissa’s soft hand pushed against her head and Madline followed instructions. She took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, and then did it again.
It helped.
“First of all, Marissa and I are going to try to see you at least every other day, not a fucking thing is coming between that,” Butch spoke, taking her hand as she sat up and leaned against Marissa, her arms wrapping around Madline in comfort. “Second, I know you to good. You’ll just walk from anything to spend time with Lianne, no matter how important it is.” That is true. Hell, she stopped working full time at her own Restaurant so she could be there for Lianne.
“Third is that you’re going to rock the socks off your people, you are going to be a great Queen. And, Madline, if it gets too much for you, you still got your Brother. He can handle the ropes for a minute until you catch your breath, right?” Butch spoke to her as he placed kisses against the back of her hand.
“But he’s just a Prince; he won’t have as many rights to the Throne as I would…” Madline trailed off, thinking back.
He was so much like his Father, where she was much more like her Mother.
She shot up from the bed, startling Butch and Marissa, Butch who had been squatting down fell back on his ass. Madline looked at the clock; she had four hours until the Ceremony.
Would that be enough time?
“Gimme your robe,” she looked at Butch, he shucked it off and Madline pulled it on. She was swimming in it but it would do. She kissed Marissa and then Butch, “Thank you so much. I’ll be back soon as I can to get ready. You just gave me the greatest idea.”
Madline took out of the room running towards her council room at full speed.
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Butch sat up front with Marissa. He looked at his shellan and his breath was taking away every time. Marissa had half her long blond hair pull up but the rest fell down in waves. She was wearing a soft peach colored gown; it was the gown that she wore at their Mating Ceremony. She wore the diamond necklace that he bought for their first anniversary and the matching diamond teardrops.
“You look beautiful,” he murmured into her ear. Marissa smiled at him, “You’re looking quiet dazzling yourself.” Butch grinned at her, he had thrown on his best Smoking, Gucci was him making look fly.
“Glahh Blahhh!” Butch turned to his daughter that was in a chair next to him.
With seven months, Lianne could sit up. She was dressed in prettiest pink and white dress that they could fine, and had lovely pink barrette in her now white curls. He grabbed his daughter and placed her on his right hip, “Yeah, you’re gorgeous too!” he kissed Lianne and he was award a lovely delighted squeal and his daughter slapping at his cheeks to show her affections.
“Too damn cute,” Butch turned to V, who had grumbled that and saw that the Brother was looking at his niece. V raised a hand and Lianne immediately wanted into her Uncle’s arms. The Brothers and shellans were with them, they came yesterday and Butch had given them a tour of his second home, it really was his second home.
Man, he had thought that he would come up against some bigots but Wolves were different. They had no prejudice against other species. Madline had explained that Wolves grew up the philosophy that every living thing from person to plant was apart of the Earth, and the Wolves honoured the Earth, so they honoured everything on Earth.
People started to quiet as the Priest, from what Butch assumed was a Priest, walked in from the back room. They were in the massive Throne room, which Madline had explained that also all their Balls were held in. He stood in front of the chair what was decorated with vines, white and red roses, much like all of the room. The Priest wore a white robe with the fur of a wolf thrown over his shoulders, and a heavy red pendant.
“Let us being” he spoke, calm and stern. Butch watched as everyone stood up and followed suit the Brothers, shellans, and Marissa.
“Will our Princess join us?” the Priest spoke.
Butch turned as the huge doors were opened, he tried to get a look of Madline but he couldn’t see crap with the masses of people behind him. But by the gasps, it told him that she was beautiful.
It took a moment, and well damn, his breath left him again. He hadn’t seen her since she blazed out of the room hours ago.
Madline was fucking beautiful.
She wore a gown, a gown that made any female jealous with envy. The gown was the color midnight, black and glossy. It was off the shoulders and the bodice was tight around her torso, it was laced with red rubies and white diamonds, the sides cut out so her flesh was seen, the gown blew out around her in black sheer so could see her thighs and legs, she was barefoot. Her white hair was coiled on top of her head in a lovely twist. Her neck wore a heavy thick necklace with sparkling diamonds and her ears were wearing the same teardrops diamonds, the diamonds that Marissa had bought for her after Lianne’s birth. Fuck, Butch pulled at his pants, he was getting hard looking at her.
She looked at him and Marissa and threw them a smile before walking up the steps towards the Priest and stood before him.
There was a moment of silences so that everyone could settle down, the wolves excited to see their long lost Princess.
“Are you ready, Princess?”
Madline looked at the Priest and smiled, “No.”
There was a gasp. Butch looked around; he guessed that wasn’t the right answer. Marissa looked at him and he shrugged.
“Why not?”
Madline turned around to her people, “Are you all ready for change!”
Butch winced as the room echoed at the hollers and screamed, Vishous quickly held Lianne’s ears close by pressing one against his chest and other covered with his hand.
“Are you ready for change!” Madline hollered again, and an even louder response.
“I pled for my Brother, your Prince to join me.”
Derek who was standing next to Marissa, looked at his sister and then at Butch and Marissa. Derek hesitated before he walked up the stairs to join his sister. The male was wearing a black slacks and black vest, his vest adorned with various jewels, telling others that he was the Prince.
The Priest smiled, like he knew what was going to happen, “The Princess had requested for me to ask you something. Will you answer?”
Derek looked at his sister with a puzzled face and Madline winked at him and nodded.
“Yes I will.”
“The Princess has requested that she should not rule alone! That there should be King and Queen like there had been before the last King! Will you follow a King and Queen!”
Butch covered his ears as the crowed started to howl in excitement.
“Now! Prince Derek and Princess Madline are you ready?”
Madline and Derek looked at each other and grinned, “Yes!”
Butch watched the ceremony, tearing up himself as he finally got it. Madline was making Derek the King, so that they could share the load that was about to come. She was doing it for Lianne and them. God, he was so proud.
The Priest asked the pair to kneel and which they did. He prayed while he rubbed their shoulders and arms in with dirt to symbolize that were now apart of the Earth. He made them kiss his holy hands, symbolizing their pledge to whatever God they believe in. Another Priest came from the back room with white braided robe, a golden knife, and bandages. While two children walked behind him holding two crowns.
Madline and Derek were asked to stand up and hold out their arms. They did, Derek holding out his right and Madline her left, so they were side by side. The Priest took the long braided robe and wrapped it around their arms, joining them together. Then he sliced their palms, Butch didn’t like that all, but stood still, as the Priest spoke, as the white robe turned red with their blood, this was a symbol that they would bleed together for their Pack, their People, their Wolves. They kneeled again and the children placed their crowns on their heads, symbolizing that the future held their fate, their crowns.
Then the Priest looked into the crowd, “Do you wish to take your new King and Queen!”
More deafening howls.
Guess that was a yes.
“Then honour your new King and Queen!”
Madline and Derek turned around, their roped together arms, raised high into the arms, blood seeping down their arm, but they had glowing smiles on their faces.
The Brotherhood howled with the Wolves this time. Everyone hollered, cheered and shouted for the new King and Queen of the Wolves.
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Madline was happy. Man, her council hadn’t like the last minute change but they had done a miracle working, reading in the books if it was possible to spilt the Throne rule as Brother, Sister, King and Queen. Plus, this was good for Lianne, because if she didn’t want the Throne when she got older, one of Derek’s would be pups had a chance for it.
Now there was music playing, chairs were gone and her people were breaking a leg on the dancefloor. Some of these dances she hadn’t done since her childhood, she danced with Derek, laughing at his goofy faces, as they did a traditional dance. She saw Butch and Marissa on the side talking to V and Wrath, and pulled her Brother over to them.
“Excuse me, don’t mind me,” she grabbed Butch and Derek held out his hand for Marissa.
“Madline, I got to left feet,” Butch groaned, he looked at Marissa as she laughed as Derek showed her a few steps.
“Hey! My Brother is so not macking on Marissa, I would kill him myself if he was, Butch,” Madline snapped her fingers in front of Butch, he looked at her, “Now follow me,” she showed him the steps and Butch with much stumbling and grumbling got the hang of it.
They danced for a minute until they switched partners, she had meant to dance with Derek again but Butch hooked an arm under Derek and pulled him away leaving her and Marissa to dance with each other.
“What is he doing?” Madline murmured as Butch started to talk to Derek.
“Dance with me, my Queen,” Marissa smiled and pulled her close.
Madline smiled at the sexy female, “Between me and you, we are both Queens.”
They danced together until one of her council men called her over to the Throne. He droned on about something that she had to do for the next few days, she wasn’t really listening. She was searching for Butch and Derek, who had disappeared, but soon she noticed that the entire Brotherhood had disappeared.
“Bless the Moon!” Madline wheeled her eyes back to her lead council man, “Sorry,” she smiled sheepishly.
“You are much like your Mother. She couldn’t take her eyes off your Father either,” he winked at her. They talk some more, and then she was swamped by her People. Parade after parade of people, at the end of it, she slumped into the Throne chair. The party had dimmed out, it was late into the night and people had partied themselves out.
Madline smiled as she watched a few stragglers walk out, the Throne room was pretty much empty leaving only the females of the Brotherhood, her Brother who appeared again and Marissa. She was about to say something when she spotted Butch again, this time he was dressed in black robes.
Derek popped out of no where, “I got a surprise for you, Maddy,” he grinned at her. She moved to walk towards Butch but Derek grabbed her hand, “Stay with me up here.”
They were soon joined by Wrath, “Hey there,” he grinned at her, knowing something that she didn’t.
“What’s going on, Wrath?”
“Trust me on this, Maddy, you’re going to like this.”
The Brotherhood appeared behind Butch, dressed in their robes also. They all shuffled closer to the Throne chair, standing at the bottom of the steps.
Butch came to her, and Derek stepped aside, “Butch?”
“Hey there,” he kissed her, Madline sighed and then pulled away, “What are you doing?”
“Something I would have done months ago,” Butch spoke to her, “Stand with me.”
Madline moved to his side, and they stood before Wrath. Then Wrath started to speak, first in Old Language, then in English.
Mating Ceremony.
Butch was going to Mate her.
Tears sprung into her eyes and fell down her cheeks as she looked at him, “You are out of your mind.”
“Out of my mind in love with you, yes. You, Marissa and Lianne are my girls, and I think it’s time that I make it official, Madline.”
“You dumbass,” Madline wiped at her tears.
“Aww crap! Dammit, Madline, you made me spring a leak!”
They all laughed at Derek’s comment.
Wrath then continued asking her if she wanted to Mate Butch, and didn’t even hesitate to answer with yes. Then it was Butch’s turn, she watched as he kneeled, and the Brothers carved letter by letter her name into his back, right under Marissa, they also added Lianne’s name. She grimaced as they poured salt into the wound making sure it was forever scar with their names.
“You may kiss your shellan.”
Butch jumped up, grabbed her and kissed the holy hell out of her. Her tears mixed with the sweat on his face, “I love you, I love you so much.”
The End.
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