Chasing His Betrayed Luna - Chapter 195: Chapter 195

ALPHA RAIDEN
Was I doing too much?
Should I even be pursuing sex during this perilous time?
But it wasn’t about just sex. It was about feeling closer to Fiona. I want to see her carry my mark and have her mark on my neck, wearing it proudly. I want everyone to know that she is mine and that I belong to her.
I wanted all of that and more.
Plus from the way she melted in my arms earlier together after the sexual tension that Benji and Otis created, I knew she wanted all of that as well.
That’s why I sent the twins to my mother’s apartment-she moved into a new place since my mansion was currently occupied by Moon Stone Pack Members.
The kids were with my mom, Susanna had gone to Andrew’s, and Zealina had helped me prepare a fancy dinner for two. I have spent the past two hours decorating the living room as well. This wasn’t a waste of time.
It was an investment.
Even if I died, Fiona would have these moments to remember-
“As much as this is beautiful and thrilling, I’m against marking Fiona.” Lex stunned me when he forced his words past my thoughts.
I frowned, “Why is that?” My wolf should be the happiest –
“What will happen when we die? She has our mark and losing us will drive her mad or break her. She won’t be able to take care of the kids or even keep the pack together.” Lex said to me, sounding like he was being whipped as he spoke.
My heart sank.
Lex was right…
Marking Fiona would ruin her when I d-die.
“This is a bad idea-” I started saying to myself, ready to rip off all the suggestive decorations.
However, Fiona walked and her gasp caused my hands to freeze, “What’s the occasion?”
I became speechless as Lex’s words echoed in my head.
“Nothing,” I said in defeat.
“Doesn’t look like that to me,” Fiona muttered and cooed about the food on the dining table. “You made my favorite. Seems like you are trying to get in my pants, Lucas…”
Compared to how hesitant she was earlier before the kiss, Fiona seemed carefree and her eyes glinted with mischief which made me ask, “Are you drunk?”
“I’m not, Lucas. Just impressed.” She muttered softly, holding my gaze. “I know why you did all this. I can’t perceive the kids around-”
“They are with my mom.” I quickly blurted, heat rushing to my face. “I thought we could have our own wild hot sex tonight but we don’t have to. We can eat and cuddle-”
“Why did you change your mind?” She cut in.
I inhaled sharply, “Because I can’t mark you even though I want to.”
Silence spread between us as I walked closer to Fiona. I broke the silence with an unrecognizable raspy voice, “I want to make me moan my name. Make you scratch my back while I drive pleasure into your soul. I want to have you whimpering, have you trembling and tightening around my cock.”
Her breath hitched as my fingers touched her face. I wished she would feel the heat underneath my touch…
“I want to make love to you in a way that would free your mind from every dark memory of the past… every pain that I had inflicted on your soul. I want it all gone so we can be two of the same soul.” I whispered to her, our eyes locking.
Her lips parted like she was about to respond but they closed again, her eyes speaking more words than her tongue.
I let my burning eyes fall from hers as I said, “But I can’t do all that without marking you and I can’t mark you.” “W-why? Why can’t you?” Fiona asked in one breath.
“Because of the war. I could-” I quickly stopped myself before making the mistake of telling her about my expected death. Fiona stepped even closer to me, our chest touching as she said, “The war shouldn’t stop you and I admit that I was scared of mating with you before the war because I didn’t want to be pregnant when it happened. I can’t be pregnant but now I want you to heal my memories by creating a better one in bed.”
I inhaled sharply as her words hit me like a wave… a soft tidal wave that instantly cooled my hot blood but didn’t lessen my desire for her.
But I still held back because only I knew what would happen on that battlefield… Me and Susanna, I suppose.
I saw what the death of Jessica did to Fiona and-
“You are not going to die,” Fiona uttered confidently, causing my eyes to meet hers. “I won’t die either so mark me, mate with me but marry me after we defeat Lorraine and her army.”
For a minute there, she came off as if she knew I would die-
“Can you make love to me without knocking me up?” Fiona asked, her question coming across like a joke but her eyes were fixed as desire glowed in them.
“Hard but I can try not to knock you up,” I responded under my breath.
I understood her fear of carrying our child during the war. If I could, I would lock her and the twins up in a safe place even when she isn’t pregnant with another child of mine…
I would lock them away and fight alone till I die alone as well-
“Quit thinking, Aiden, and focus on our wild hot sex.” Fiona tapped my face lightly.
“Aiden?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s My name without the R. You can do better-”
“Seriously? Relia is my name without the initial ‘AU’—”
I captured her lips before we could start that nickname argument and even though I knew I would lose myself soon, I was determined to keep my canines out of her neck.
But also determined to worship every part of her body that night.