Page 83 of Forever My Siren Luna

I pursed my lips, thinking. I would never do this, but some deviant side of me still wants to get this question out. “What if I kiss someone else?” I asked.

He cringed, and I can feel Killian pressing forward, trying to tug on his thin connection to the bond to whimper to Val, begging her not to let me. She sensed my train of thought already so she just laughs at him, and then Lachlan pulls Killian back, restraining him.

“I would deserve worse,” Lachlan whispered, “My love for you wouldn’t change.”

“What if I demanded your pack?” I tilted my face up to his, working to keep the smirk off my face.

“I’d step down and give it to you. Cherum would have a hell of a time being the Delta to a Luna like me.”

I chuckled. “If I want your castle?”

“It’s already yours, Lira. It became yours the day we married the second time.”

“All your money and wealth?”

“Again, it's already yours. Do with it as you will.”

I bit my lip, pressing my body closer to his and looking at his chest. I rest my hand right over his heart. “What if I just want this?”

To me, nothing else matters between us now other than knowing I have his unyielding love.

His chest started to vibrate beneath my fingers, a satisfied purr escaping him. He hooks a finger under my chin and tilts my face back to stare back up at him.

“That has always been yours, Lira. It just took me losing you to know it.”

“You’re so smooth,” I teased him.

He smirked before pressing his lips to mine. A satisfied hum leaves the back of my throat as he kisses me, all my jitters and self-doubt vanishing.

He rested his head on mine again, holding my body tightly.

“How about this? Mark me first. You asked for my submission. Mark me first and tie me to you forever. I will wait until the day you turn 20, or even longer to mark you back. You own me, Lira. Not the other way around. Mark me first.”

I had thought this earlier, and am giddy that he thought of it too.

“I’m yours, Lachlan. You own me too. But I think it will help me to mark you first. But then….,” I pursed my lips, thinking over my thoughts once more to make sure this was what I really wanted to tell him. “After I mark you, I want you to mark me too. We are each others. No one owns the other. I want to be your equal, not lord over you.” I cup his handsome face in my hands. “I love you too.”

I was the one who rejected him in our first life. It seems only right that I am the one who accepts him in this one. I want to be the first to reunite what I once broke.

Lachlan hummed. “I could never tire of hearing you say that.”

I laughed softly. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” I repeated, making him purr deeply.

“Watch it or I will whisk you to bed right now.”

I looked at him in confusion. “Are we not doing that anyway?”

“No,” it was his turn to smirk now. “I waited so long for this. I am going to make sure that it is perfect. Tonight,” he presses his head to mine with his promise. “Tonight will be the most perfect night of our lives.”

Twenty-Five

Beretta

Damn pirate bastard. The fool didn’t even have the sense to follow after me.

Pathetic. All around pathetic.

I was going to return to the ship, but I'm not in the mood to see anyone familiar at the moment. I feel anger and shame and I know in my current state that I would snap little Joe in half if he started following me around asking where the captain ran off to. I'm not up for covering for Jack as he hides somewhere pickling his liver in his own bout of self-pity.