Page 94 of Forever My Siren Luna

I traced her lips with my finger, my heart hammering against my chest from the thrill of the sparks I felt traveling up my hand.

She’s mine, in every sense of the word. She is my wife, my mate, my entire world. Everything I am is hers, and she is mine.

“Mine,” I repeated again, making her laugh in that amazing way she does, where her shoulders shake and her belly tightens, her legs folding up with the movement. She put her entire body into that laugh, which fascinated me to no end.

“Yes. Yes. I am yours,” Lira said in a voice that was hoarse from the passionate love making she had to endure all night after I couldn’t restrain myself any longer. She demanded nothing less of me, and soon my fear of hurting or scaring her left for good.

I rested my head next to hers on the pillow, trying not to even blink. I didn’t want to miss a second of her beauty.

“You’re so perfect, Lira.” Every single feature on her face was perfect. Every eyelash. Every freckle. Even the little indention at the curve of her chin was perfect. Her emerald eyes. Her golden hair. The shape of her nose. Every single thing was like it was made to mirror the image of a goddess, because that was what she was. My goddess. My mate. I will be worshiping her till the end of time.

Pulling her body against mine, I’m consumed by how perfect her body is too. It fits together with mine flawlessly.

“I am pretty impeccable, if I do say so myself,” she mused with a smug, playful glint.

I laughed, my smile stretching so far that it hurt my cheeks.

“We should sleep,” she said. She turned in my arms, lifting her leg over my hip, snuggling as close to me as she could. “We have training in just a few hours.”

“Training is canceled for the day,” I informed her. I woke a very grumpy Meldec about an hour ago to tell him. I didn’t plan on leaving this bed or my mate for the rest of the day. I’m tempted to cancel training and everything else for the rest of the week. If Nilo was here, I would. He could run the pack for me while I stayed here with Lira, consumed with every inch of her perfection for as long as it took for me to commit every inch of her to memory, inside and out.

I have such a forgetful mind sometimes. It might take me weeks to accomplish that feat.

“You’re thinking about canceling training for the rest of the week, aren’t you?” Lira’s voice was light, with a hint of disapproval, but I could feel her amusement in the bond that I can finally feel.

“Would that be so bad?” I pulled back to stare at her, lifting an eyebrow.

She bit her lip, her eyes swimming with lust.

That look was all it took for my body to react, my dick firming up and pressing against her soft inner thigh.

Her eyes rolled back when I kissed her deeply, letting my mouth communicate with hers without saying a word.

Her hands were not shy. She moved them over my body, soft moans escaping her mouth into mine when she touched a place she particularly liked. It was such a boost to my pride to have her savoring my body the way she was. Knowing that she found me desirable gets me hotter than anything else.

My hands gripped her hips, pulling her on top of me while I lay on my back.

I noticed that she likes to be in control, and I like to give her everything she wants, so she’s going to be in control right now. I’m going to relish the feeling of her taking control on top of me, moving our bodies according to her needs.

After sliding inside of her, I marveled at the look on her face as my girth stretched her. Her mouth forms a perfect “O” as her eyes tighten and her face contorted in pleasure. I’m sure my face looked much the same. She was so tight, and the sparks made everything so intense.

Even if it weren’t for those things, if there were no sparks and her body wasn’t squeezing mine like a vice, this would still be the most incredible feeling of intimacy because it is with the woman I love. I have never felt love for another like this. This unyielding, uncontrollable desire to fill her every need and ensure her every happiness is met. She consumes me. All of me. Even before I felt the bond that was pulsing inside of me right now, she was my everything.

I will forever be grateful for the second chance that I have been given, because without it I would be nothing. She is my reason for living. I was an empty shell of a man before I met her. I lived for war and the well-being of my pack. Nothing else. I had a hope of living for something else one day, but didn’t expect to find that in any one person. Not until I found my mate.

Meeting Lira in our first life woke up a part of me. Without feeling the bond, I had no idea why that part of me awoke, and I fought against it long and hard. I went about everything the wrong way and ruined us both in the end.

I had plenty of time between our last life and this one to replay everything over and over again in my head. I replayed every interaction, every conversation, every moment I ever caught sight of her.

My memories were the most torturous and cherished thing I had, because that was all I had left of her. I grew to love her and hate myself more and more every day. When my hope died of getting her back after feeling her death, I was empty once again. Death was the coward's way out, but it’s what I longed for in hopes I could find her in the afterlife and beg her forgiveness there.

I will forever be grateful to her father for giving both of us this second chance. Nothing can compare to this. I have never felt so fulfilled and so at peace.

Watching my Lira move on top of me, using my body to fulfill her every desire and every need, is such a gift. This is all I want in life. I just want to give her everything I can; all of me.

As her body started to unravel, I filled her with my own satisfaction, then held her close after she collapsed on my chest. I combed her hair back with my hands, planting kisses everywhere I could between panting breaths.

“Who knew?” She whispered in a rough voice, still trying to catch her breath. “Who knew that something so primal could be so divine?”