Chapter 187 – The Luna Trials Novel by Marissa Gilbert

Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

“Actually, I hoped you could be my plus one to the Engagement Announcement and the Marking Ceremony tonight,” she said nonchalantly.

After they played their usual staring contest, Zara leaned back against her jacket on the chair, demonstrating to him her curves at a better angle on purpose and started looking for something in the pockets.

“You are playing with fire, Bird*ie,” Lachlan gave her a withering glance, to which she chuckled. She was toying with him for weeks, visiting him daily, knowing he had to restrain from any kind of physical activity due to the poison in his blood that proved not that harmless.

They had been detoxifying him all this time. The treatment was painful and weakened him significantly. Yet every night, the cheeky bird slipped into his room, whispered dirty promises into his ear, touched him where she wasn’t supposed to and then disappeared into the darkness. Last night, as he was getting stronger, she flew straight out the window, leaving only her tiny underwear behind on purpose.

On purpose, because bird shifters’ transformation wasn’t physical like it was for wolves, cats and bears, they were using magic, and the clothes disappeared and appeared together with the human form.

The mighty Beta of The North would never admit to her that he kept the teensy piece of lace in the drawer right next to his bed. He’d rather d*ie from that poison after all.

He should have thrown it away, burned it… But something stopped him each time, and each time he saw it, he thought of how sweet his revenge would be.

“But I am serious this time!” She giggled and produced a piece of paper, waving it in the air before his nose. He had a few identical ones somewhere here in the bedroom. The results of his blood tests. “The doctors say that the poison trace is insignificant now, and it will be gone completely in a week or so, but you can certainly return to all the physical activi-”

Lachlan did not let her finish as he yanked her onto the bed, towering over her instantly and getting the paper out of her hand. His eyes quickly read the very bottom line that confirmed Bird*ie’s words, and a satisfying growl emerged from the depths of his ch3st.

Zara s*cked in a deep breath, trying to wriggle out from under the giant Beta, but he held her in place.

“The announcement,” she mumbled, but he stopped her by placing his index finger on her l!ps.

“This,” he whispered as the smirk spread on his handsome face. “I think we can miss that announcement and come straight to the Marking Ceremony.” He traced her l!ps, making them part and leaned down to her so that she could feel his hot breath on her skin. “But before that, you owe me so much, Bird*ie.”

“I don’t remember!” She rolled her eyes and tried to get away again, but he could tell she was just playing, so he pinned both her hands to the mattress and enjoyed her looking helpless under him.

“No worries,” he smirked at her. “I will remind you.”

“Will you?” She taunted, voice raspy and hitched.

“Of course,” he grew one claw and cut a strap of her dress, making her gasp. “You promised to let me peel off every piece of clothing from you.”

“Did I?” She blinked innocently,

“You did.” Lachlan cut the second strap off. “I hope you have another dress for tonight,” he chuckled and then hooked the golden zip at the front and pulled it all the way down, letting her bre@sts bounce out of it.

Another growl escaped him, and he traced his sharp claw over her skin to her already hard ni.pple. Her chest went up and down as he removed the rest of her dress to see that she was not actually wearing anything underneath.

“No undergarments?” He arched his brow, and she bit her l!p, not a shade of embarra*s*sment in her eyes.

“I think I lost mine!” Zara tilted her head playfully. “Have you seen them anywhere here by any chance?”

“I don’t remember,” he lied, mimicking her tone from a few seconds ago, and finally took her in. Retracting his claw, he car*ssed her soft skin, feeling how this made her little heart beat faster.

They were not made for each other, but it felt so right for the two of them. Here and now.

Zara arched her back as his large palm travelled from her belly b*tton to her neck, eliciting a rush of goosebumps on the way to cup her chin and make her look at him.

“First, my hands,” he reminded her, and his fingers brushed down to knead one of her bre*asts, thumb playing with its firm bud.

A little m0an left Zara’s l!ps, and that free hand went lower. Her c0re was already heated and moist when he reached her folds, parting them slightly with his fingers. The little bundle of nerves was throbbing when he touched it, and her whole body j*rked from the contact. She was so close, and he barely even started.

“Not so soon, Bird*ie,” he laughed as he slowly inserted a finger into her and curled it inside, making her tremble again. “You t*ortur*ed me for weeks! I think I have to return my debt to you.

“You can try!” She narrowed her eyes at him, but another m0an left her as he added one more finger, pumping them in and out slowly, building her up.

“No worries, I will!” Lachlan promised menacingly, finally finding the ridged sensitive spot inside her walls. Each time he touched it, her inner muscles clenched around him tightly, making him thrilled in anticipation.

He bent down, still holding her arms captive and whispered as their eyes locked, “Then my tongue.”

Lachlan clashed his l!ps with hers, tasting her properly for the first time and enjoying every second of it. He never thought he would be able to feel this way again. Not after his mate had d*ied. Not after he K*lled all those responsible for it. A part of his soul was dead that day. He could never even imagine he’d ever recover from this.

His service to his King and Alpha kept him going for so long. He ate, drank, ran in his wolf form, slept with random women, fought in battles, and protected his country, but… it did not feel like he was living until now.

Now life had colours . Now he wanted to see what was next. He was excited. He couldn’t wait any longer

The tiny bird m0aned into his l!ps, making him lose it. He wanted her. He wanted all of her. Every day. All the time. Preferably forever.

His hot tongue left a w*et trail on her neck. Lachlan svcked in the delicate skin next to the collarbone, biting it slightly where he would mark her when she allowed it. She clenched around his fingers again, and he got them out, hearing a disappointed noise leave his woman’s mouth.

Oh, come on ! Zara gr0aned in frustration.

I am so not done with you yet!” The Beta gave her a roguish grin down to twirl his tongue around the peak of her bre*ast. And then another. He made sure not to leave an inch of her body untouched as if he was staking his claim on her. Although, there were no ifs. She was his to claim. and he wasn’t going back already covered with crystals of sweat, he kneeled before her and parted her weakened legs.

“Lan!” She used his nickname for the first time, probably not even knowing she did it, and that made him lose the last bits of sanity. He couldn’t take it slow anymore and made sure to make firm, tactical slides of his tongue down her c0re to make her tremble in his arms. His fingers returned to work, pumping in and out faster than before as his tongue concentrated on the little quivering bud.

Zara screamed as the rel.ease shattered her mind into millions of tiny pieces, and the lycan let her ride it, not stopping even for a second.

Her legs weakened, and he threw them onto his sholders, digging his palms into her flesh for support. The lycan knew he could give her much more than this, and he intended to.

She laced her fingers into his blonde hair and kept him there until another wave of ple@sure surged through her body.

Lachlan watched her with flushed cheeks his bed, and a part of him wanted her to always stay here with him. Just like that.

He stood up and dr@ped one of her legs around his shoulder, brushing his tip over her w*et entrance and ready to make that woman his, when her foot pushed him away gently.

“So cruel!” he snarled softly, thinking it was another of her games as she was already standing next to him. But when Zara shoved him to sit on the edge of the bed and k!ssed him on the l!ps, he took the opportunity to explore more of her body with his hands.

“l can’t believe you forgot!” She giggled as she tore off him and took a cushion from the bed, throwing it on the stone floor between his feet. “It’s my turn now!” she said and kneeled, wrapping her little fingers around his manh00d.

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