Chapter 150 - SENSUAL KISSES

"Arthur Theodericus Silverstar, do you take this lovely woman as your wife?"

"I do," Arthur replied while gazing at his wife. His eyes never left her from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Ovior wanted to throw the ceremonial book at him but held himself back. He continued, "Veronica the Healer, do you take this powerful man as your husband?"

Veronica's heart was trembling. She opened her mouth and said, "I do."

"Go now in peace and live in love," Ovior declared, "sharing the most precious gifts you have – the gifts of your lives united. May your days belong on this earth till death do you part. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

As if Arthur couldn't wait. Before he was even told to kiss the bride, his lips were already locked with hers.

The magicians who were present stood up. Their applause and joyous shouts brightened up the ceremony.

'I'm not crying. I'm not crying.' Catherine wiped her tears before clapping again.

Someone gave her a handkerchief. "Thank you," she whispered as she took the handkerchief and began to wipe her tears.

"…" the person beside her froze when the realized that Catherine was then blowing her runny nose with their handkerchief. 

Catherine came back to her senses and apologized. "I'm sorry… I don't think I can give it back to you. I will give you another one later."

"I-it's fine," the person quickly retorted.

Catherine suddenly raised her head when she recognized the voice. "Oh, it's you." Upon seeing Sebastian, her expression turned dull. Her politeness had drained out of her visage. "Well, even if you wanted one, I wouldn't give it you. But since you helped me, I will burden myself with it."

Sebastian snorted. "Geez, who cares whether you give me a handkerchief or not. I already said I don't need it."

"If I didn't have to do so, I would be relieved - trust me. But you see, I was taught to give helpers something in return. So, unfortunately I have to, even if it's you." Catherine cleaned her nose once again before returning to the tower. There was going to be a small program before the luncheon and she had to take care of them all.

"Crazy woman," Sebastian muttered under his breath.

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"Wait, wait, Arthur… umm…" Veronica pushed his chest. She was breathless.

Arthur licked her lips and asked her in a heated voice, "What is it?"

Veronica panted after being released from the storm of kisses and muttered softly, "We left the guests…"

It's true - Arthur didn't let go of her until the end of the ceremony. After he kissed her, he directly carried her to his bedroom, leaving all the guests behind. They could only stand in awe and passively watched the bride and groom leave without notice.

"Don't worry about them. They can enjoy the program without us." Arthur pressed his lips against hers once more. His hands tugged her veil but he was unable to take it off. With only a flick of his finger, the flowers and veils which decorated her hair were all removed from her head. Her long wavy silver hair was undone and spread all over the red pillow.

Veronica wanted to say something, yet her mind drifted back to their sensual kisses. It was the first time she ever stepped into Arthur's room. Even so, she didn't have the time to look around.

She closed her eyes and accepted his passionate kiss. His hand felt hot as it traveled from her nape to her cheek. Her skin tingled, but she could only helplessly shudder as a reaction. 

He bit her lips. 'Delicious,' he thought. He wedged his thick tongue between her lips and entered her mouth in an instant. He began entanging his tongue with her tongue. In his mind, everything - including her tongue - belonged to him. One of his warm hands was on her cheek, the other firmly gripped her waist. He didn't want to ruin her dress since she loved her wedding gown so much. With the snap of his finger, he removed her clothes.

"Ahh!" Veronica yelped in surprise after being suddenly exposed in broad daylight, Veronica was startled. Her hands subconsciously covered her bosom.

"Don't hide them. Show me," Arthur demanded.

"B-but…" Veronica hesitated. Her face was beet red, with a temperature so hot blood could drip from her face.

Arthur reassured her. "It's okay. You now belong to me and I belong to you. It's not wrong if you show me what is yours as they are now mine. I won't hesitate to show mine as they are yours from now on."

He pulled her left leg up and kissed her ankle. "My princess," he mumbled as his lips trailed down. "My wife." He pecked on her other leg. "My woman." His lips traveled downward, to her thighs. "My Nica."

Arthur's kisses with soft bites left trails of hickeys on her pale, trembling legs. His fingers touched her flower through her panties, and he could feel her wetness. She was aroused from his kisses. The moment he realized this, he felt a primal instinct scorching in his blood.

There was no backing now. He might not control himself today.

Arthur took off his wife's white underwear and threw it on the floor. Her pink innocent flower was on display, twitching to get some attention. His throat was suddenly dry. He gulped but it didn't work out. As if he was hypnotized, Arthur couldn't take his eyes off her. He instinctively spread her legs and then lowered his head.

"W-wait…" Veronica was flustered. Everything was going too fast. Her head was spinning. Before she knew it, he roughly licked around her twitching flower. "Ahh!" An ecstatic sensation rushed all over her body.

Arthur heard her alluring moans; her soft, sweet, and yet seductive moans urged him to release his desire onto her body. From his teasing, obscene nectar overflowed out of her honey hole. He pinched her sensitive flower while licking her drenched pot.

"Hng! Ohh!" Lewd moans escaped from her lips. Her mind went blank as she felt him greedily licking and sucking her.

Just like a savage beast who had escaped prison and hungrily could take anything in its way, Arthur didn't show any ounce of hesitation in his actions.