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Adrienne Alisandre....three nights later...

I slept for two whole days. When I woke, I was sure that it had all been a dream...a night mare.....Eldritch over me...inside of me...the mistake I'd made...the sin he'd made with my body....Gwyn...the gun in her hand....her husbands blood on my face...on my sheets.....the look on Vaughn's face .....the men carrying Eldritch's body in a sheet out of the castle...the pool beneath the castle...the cleansing bath...the way my skin burned like it was on fire....my lungs unable to fill with anything but black steam....burning down my esophagus and into my lungs....passing out as our mothers held me under the water to be cleansed. 

But it wasnt a dream. None of it. Not even the words the Goddess had spoken to me. 

Chosen.

Living Goddess.

Me. 

In less than an hour....I will be a goddess. 

In less than an hour...I will become the first living goddess since ours now above. 

None of it seems real. I don't understand why I am the chosen one. When so much of my life I've questioned in silence the validity of our beliefs, the way that we choose to live. Guilt eats at me, but a soft, far away voice tell me that she makes no mistakes. That I am her chosen one. 

I'm standing naked, Vaughn's mother , Gwyn...and Vail's mother Cora...are slicking my body with oils. 

I've spent the past few hours being primped, soaked in a bath and my body shaved smooth from the neck down. Scrubbed nearly raw to cleanse me for the ritual sacrifice. 

Cora's hands slip over my butt, and down my legs, and Gwyn's sinks to her knees as she works the front of my legs. I watch her eyes as they follow her hands. None of it is meant to be sexual, this is standard practice to prepare an angel for her scarifice to the Goddess. 

"I've got the rest." Gwyn says gently as Cora rises behind me and turns to move to the others that are behind me preparing themselves as well. 

"You will make an incredible goddess." Gwyn says, her hands slicking up the inner parts of my calves, then up my thighs, more oil pouring into her hand as she looks up at me, a soft praising smile on her lips. 

"thank you." I say quietly and she nods as her hand carress the inner parts of my thighs, drawing the higher, massaging the skin as she makes the oils sink into my flesh. The heat was ten fold when I woke this morning. The burning between my legs so severe, I've spent plenty of the day with my thighs pressed together to tend to the aching, to find some sort of relief. 

I look at Gwyn, her eyes floating over my body. 

"You are perfect...just like the goddess above...." she whispers to her either me or herself, I'm not sure. 

"I will not justify my late husbands sins against the goddess...but you are truly an irresistable angel...I understand his lack of restraint....I too have troubled myself with not laying my hands and mouth upon the forbidden curves and valleys of your exquisite form Adrienne" she whispers so only I can hear. Her eyes lift and her hand slides all the way to the apex of my thighs and she exhales softly as she cups my hairless pussy, the oils in her hand, making this standard, making it acceptable as she finishes the preparations. 

"I will serve you angel....I will serve you and bow to you as my goddess...I shall serve you now....provide just a touch of my promises to you..." she whispers, her finger sliding between my lips and my mouth parts and blinks at me, her mouth parting as well, as her fingertip cirlces the tight entrance of my cunt that aches for the promise of her sons duty to fill me there with his body for the goddess tonight. 

"I believe you need no oils here my future goddess...for you are ready beyond reason for your sacrifice..." she whispers and her finger slips higher, to my clit, god, to my aching clit where her finger lingers. It circles. 

"but here....maybe just a little oil" she whispers and I nod once. My eyes closing as I feel her finger presses firmly and stroke the nerves of my clit, providing me the gift of the slightest relief to the aching that's laid between my legs all day. 

"yes, just a little bit more perhaps." she whispers and her fingers gently spread my lips, as her thumb swipes my clit. 

"We must have you fully oiled..." she says, spending a sinners amount of time touching my clit, but my mouth parts, as I feel myself dripping, and I wonder if the goddess will change her mind. Or if since it's already been said, that no matter what I do...since I'm only less than an hour away from being made into a living goddess, that It doesnt matter. 

Or maybe because it's the ritual, that this touching is excused, I don't know, I have no clue, but goddess does this feel so fucking perfect. 

"I will serve you...in everyway goddess...I burn with desire to serve you as soon as you are blessed and named our new Living Goddess..please allow me to worship you after you lay with my son....let me worship my goddess with hand and tongue...please my goddess." she whispers and I nod, a soft whimper leaving my lips as he strokes my clit one last time, and I exhale shakily as she stops and stands, my mother coming around and I blink myself back to reality , instead of the bliss and euphoria my clit had been chasing thanks to the gift bestowed upon my aching clit by Gwyn. 

I'm naked, as are the other women, as we all walk through the castle and across the grass, through the woods and down into the Catacombs. 

With my urge to make my sacrifice dripping along my thighs, we kneel and bow to the statue of the goddess at the entrance of the Catacombs, and then I'm led through winding underground tunnels to the altar room.

I can feel the heat before I even enter. Torches line the wall in the circular room. A large raised stone altar, circular in shape in lines with candles of different lengths and width, all burning brigh, flicker a bit higher as I enter the room. 

My eyes catch on Vaughn, his eyes on mine, the smile I've known my entire life, seems even more adoring, more in love that it ever has.

My eyes go to the other men....my father Astor, and my brother Varin. Then Vaughns brother Azrael....Vails father..Altair...and her brothers Arden and Gabriel. All of the men stand naked, hands behind their backs, feet , shoulders width apart, all of them with long and thick, hard and heavy cocks standing at attention. Even those seem to clicker higher as I enter the room further with our mothers leading me in. 

I knew by the end of the night....everyone in the room would be having sex with me. As they do all virgins after their sacrifice. An angel losing her virginity was sacred....I'd give myself in sacrifice to the goddess through Vaughn. Then in turn, the rest of the men, as well as the women, would bow to the goddess and take their turn with me on the Altar...one at a time....all night...and perhaps...into the morning. Until the heat in the virgin is satiated and she requires nothing more than rest on the altar, where she would sleep till her next waking with the one chosen to aid her through the intitial sacrifice. 

I look to Vaguhn, the one chosen for me. The one everyone knew would be chosen for me. I look to the women as they line up along the wall on the other side, all joining hands, the men dropping their hands to grab each others as well, until all of them are spread out around the circular room. My mother and father, each holding onto the hand of the goddess statue in the room, completing the circle, as they begin "The Prayer of The Virgin" . 

Vaughn walks to me and kneels, bowing his head. Then looks up at me. 

"Adrienne Alisandre.....will you please bestow me with the honor of laying with you for this sacrifice to our goddess?" he asks, and I nod. 

"Yes Vaughn Asmodeus, I will. " I answer and he exhales almost nervously as if I'd actually say no. Nobody ever says no. This is just a formailty to the ritual. 

He raises to his feet, taking my hips in his hands as he pulls me gently towards him. The touch alone sending the heat into a frenzy, my body errupting with desire. I didnt understand how I loved Vail the way I did, but also had always known I belonged to Vaughn. Vaughn is good, he's always been good. Maybe that's why the goddess chose him, for my partner tonight...for my partner for life....if everyone is guessing correctly...as soon as Vaughn and I complete the sacrifice...three things will happen....1...I will be goddess....no question to that one...2....Vaughn and I will be bonded.....which in turn will 3...make him a god and in turn, automatically make him him my husband. 

I would not refuse the goddess , if Vaughn is meant to be my mate...my bonded...my husband...then it shall be. 

I look to him, as he holds me to his body, his hard cock against my stomach and that burns even more than his touch, makes the aching core between my legs flood with release, arousal dripping down my legs, I can feel it all the way to my knees. 

"I am yours Adrienne Alisandre...whether the goddess wills your heart to mine or not....my heart , my soul, my life, will always be yours....and i will follow you through this life and into death and beyond...I will always belong to you...whether I am chosen for you , for tonight only...or for the rest of your life.....I am yours....I will worship you....bow to you....I will bend and break for you Adrienne...your will is my duty...your needs for all things...I wish to fill them...I will never turn from you...only ever towards you...at every moment...every breath...my heart, my soul, my life, all of my being, will turn to you." he says and I choke back the emotion, at how softly the words are spoken, how fiercely spoken through his eyes, meaning every word of it. I nod. 

"thank you." I say of his vow to me, his own words, but another ritual of the sacrifice. As the angel I am not required to say anything else, I am only required to accept the vow.

"I believe the goddess will grant you my bond and my heart, because you already hold much of it Vaughn. You always have. I'm grateful to the goddess above that she chose you to lay with me tonight. I trust you with my body tonight. and I've always trusted you with my heart. I know you will always guard it close to your own. " I say and he smiles , his eyes watering, but his cock pressing harder against my belly as he slips a hand behind my neck , my hair pinned up my Vail and Silver earlier, and Vaughn kisses me and I feel my stomach flip , my heart expanding in my chest. I dont understand it, any of it at all. How I've always felt the closes to Vail as if she were my soulmate...but I've also always been drawn to Vaughn. 

I had to trust what the goddess has chosen. 

I'm led by Vaughn up the side steps of the altar, I step over the candles lining the circle, the flames flickering, growing higher, the heat of them filling the room along with the torches on the walls, my body already hot with the heat of need and lust and will to sacrifice, but also hot from the heat in the stone room. As Vaughn's feet lift one after the other and onto the falt stone, the flames course higher, and even higher as we step to the center of the altar. 

"I've waited my entire life for this...for you Adrienne Alisandre.." he whispers as he tugs me close, the flames erupting, shooting in a curtain towards the ceiling, flicker around us, as the tips of the flames lick the ceiling. I see the eyes of the others shoot up as the prayer ends on their lips , and they all gasp. Vaughn and I look up, the flames burn the stone over head, turning the stone above us black from the heat. 

"The flames have never gone this high Adrienne." he whispers to me and my eyes go back to his. 

I knew what the flames meant, how the more they rose, the more likely the pair chosen for the sacrifice would bond and mate. Sometimes they only rose during the actual happening of the sacrifice. Vaughn and I, had only touched.  And now our family was looking at up through tall thin flames that were licking the ceiling. Bards of bright yellow and orange, burning around us. 

"I will make love you to till every last flame dies. I will not share you till I have been the one to kill the flames." he whispers on my mouth. 

It wasn't required for the chosen male to share the angel after the initial sacrifice. It was more...tradition per se. 

"The others will be angry I think." I whisper. 

"What others Adrienne?" he whispers, tipping up my chin.

"I only see you ....my goddess...." he says, kissing my lips. 

And so....the sacrifice begins.