The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Lachlan had to be in bed for weeks, and this felt like a punishment. It wasn’t his choice, but he had to obey the

King’s order. However, one factor made this all an even bigger torture.

“How is our patient doing today?” Zara waltzed in with a bright smile.

“Go away, Cruel Bird. I don’t trust you anymore!” He grunted and tried to turn away, but his eyes still grazed over her toned legs in high heels. She only wore those for occasions. He knew that from all the times he discreetly watched her during The Luna Trials.

“Feathered Gods! You sure are grumpy today!” She scoffed, slipping out of her favourite leather jacket and revealing that she was wearing one of her tightest little black dresses. This one was not too long either, and the thought of what was underneath made him growl internally.

“Go away, or I swear even Kai’s orders will not keep me away!” He warned her, knowing he couldn’t touch her even though it was all he was thinking about the whole time.

“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, Birdie,” 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 die 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 Birdie’s words, and a satisfying growl emerged from the depths of his chest.

Zara sucked 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 lips.

“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 lips, 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, Birdie.”

“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 breasts 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 lip, not a shade of embarrassment 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 caressed 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 button 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 breasts, thumb playing

with its firm bud.

A little moan left Zara’s lips, and that free hand went lower. Her core 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 jerked from the contact. She was so close, and he barely even started.

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

“You can try!” She narrowed her eyes at him, but another moan 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 lips 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 died. Not after he killed 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 moaned into his lips, making him lose it. He wanted her. He wanted all of her. Every day. All the time. Preferably forever.

His hot tongue left a wet trail on her neck. Lachlan sucked 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 groaned in frustration.

“I am so not done with you yet!” The Beta gave her a roguish grin as he licked her juices off his fingers and then

bent back down to twirl his tongue around the peak of her breast. 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 on this.

Finally, when she was 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 core 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 shoulders, 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 pleasure surged through her body.

Lachlan watched her with flushed cheeks on his bed, and a part of him wanted her to always stay here with

him. Just like that.

He stood up and draped one of her legs around his shoulder, brushing his tip over her wet 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 kissed him on the lips, he took the opportunity to explore more of her body with his hands.

“I 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 manhood.

“Zara…” He didn’t even finish the sentence when she traced his length from base to the tip with her warm tongue, her eyes at him the whole time. “You are the most beautiful… taunting little thing alive!” his breathing rasped as she took as much of him in as she only could.

Lachlan threw his head back, finding her short silky hair and entwining his fingers into it. She bobbed her head while moaning, stroking the rest of him with his hand, making him snarl and swear under his breath because of how good it felt. “Mine!” he growled so loudly that the walls around them shook, and Zara stilled.

Did she mishear him? Surely he wasn’t saying that…

He lifted her in his arms before she knew it and made her straddle him.

“Eyes to eyes, Birdie!” The Beta said as he lined himself at her entrance once again.

“Lan, what do you-” She wanted to ask what he meant because her mind worked in a way that she had to know

the answer here and now. Were they just playing with each other, or was this serious?

He slammed into her roughly, making her arch her back and gasp in delight. This was a part of his response.

“Look at me!” He ordered when he filled her, and she obeyed, her chest heaving. “You are mine, Birdie.”

“Are you going to ask me first if I agree?” She shot her brow up, wrapping her arms around his neck at the same

time.

“Are you going to say no?” He smiled, and there was so much in his eyes that she couldn’t keep up with the

games.

“No,” Zara breathed out.

“Then I guess I have my answer,” he drew back and slammed into her again, one hand sliding up her back to tug

on her hair and bring her closer.

“Then you are mine too!” She stated, and he claimed her lips, entwining their tongues. He rocked his hips back and forth a few times, filling her up and leaving her empty, until he couldn’t bear it anymore and started simply pounding into her as hard as he could, driving his member to the hilt each time.

Zara dug her nails into him, biting his shoulder to keep herself present. That much pleasure threatened to destroy her, and when the new climax cascaded through her body, she didn’t even know if she was screaming or not.

He kept pounding into her, and soon she stopped counting her releases, simply forgetting herself in his

masterful hands.

Lachlan couldn’t have enough of her. His wolf was hungry for the little bird too. The long-forgotten sensations of having someone they cared about were so overwhelming that he spilled his seed into her without hesitation when the moment arrived. Then he held her in place to ensure no drop was wasted.

Finding her lips again, he claimed them gently this time while both falling back down to the bed.

They stayed lying in each other’s arms for some time until Zara sighed, sounding disappointed. “We need to go. The Marking Ceremony will start soon.”