His Mate, Enchanting

8

"This is Lady Anastasia, she is my wife." Ciel announced making the three gape at him. "And now Lady of this manor."

"Hello." Anastasia said in a melodic voice which made the three swoon even more.

"You have a beautiful wife, milord!" Finny said happily as the other two nodded.

"B-But, what about Lady Elizabeth?" Mey-rin stuttered. She tensed when Ciel casted a cold glare on her.

"She is no one of concern." Ciel said with a cold smile placing an arm around Anastasia's waist. Anastasia raised her brow at her "husband" and she let him lead her into the mansion.

"Pierre and Francine will be the head butler and maid." Ciel gestured to a woman and man who got down the carriage and were unloading luggage. The three bowed and watched their Master and new Mistress go in the mansion.

The two demons made their way to his bedroom.

"Since you are my wife, you will be sleeping with me." Ciel told her smirking. Anastasia laughed and went to wrap her arms around him.

"You are incorrigible, Earl Phantomhive." She said with amusement as he smirked and pulled her into a kiss. Soon enough they were locked into another passionate embrace.

"I find your company extremely pleasurable, Anastasia." Ciel told her as he pushed her onto the bed. He expertly removed the lace of her gown. He thanked his lessons from Anastasia as he did.

"I could say the same, my dear Earl." Anastasia purred as he removed her dress completely. Ciel's eyes darkened as he saw her in her black and red corset, matching knickers and stockings.

It was tea time, and the two were enjoying a quiet afternoon at the garden. Pierre and Francine standing at the sides waiting for orders. They were demon servants from Anastasia's palace in the demon realm. They were extremely loyal to Anastasia, as she was the one who gave them lives with actual purpose. She saved them from becoming wandering and lost demons. They also showed loyalty to Ciel as they saw their mistress favor on him.

Since Ciel knew of his servants' lack of domestic skills, he had decided to take the two along. It would be unfitting for the Earl Phantomhive to have less than excellent hospitality.

They heard a carriage approaching the gates. Their enhanced senses alerting them of newcomers.

A young woman in a pink dress, with golden blonde hair and green eyes ran to the garden. His three servants trying to stop her.