Lor (Monstrous, #7)

by Lily Mayne

“I’m happy with you,” I mumbled, squeezing his hand tighter. “I’ve never been happier than when I’m with you, Lor. I want us to be together forever.” He stared at me, brows pinched with anguish. Then he blurted, “Unite with me.” I blinked, mouth opening and closing wordlessly before… “Uh.” It sounded like some… Like he was asking me to go on some epic fantasy quest with him. Unite with him… in battle? In… bed? My dick twitched at that idea, but I was pretty sure that wasn’t what he meant. He scrambled up to kneel opposite me, still clutching my hand. “Unite with me,” he repeated, tone pleading. “Lawfully, with witnesses, so everyone knows that we only want each other. That you are mine and I am yours. So the whole fiefdom knows.” My stomach flipflopped with a rush of nerves, mouth suddenly as dry as the desert. “Y-you mean like… get married?” I stuttered, not quite able to catch my breath. I wasn’t sure if it was terror or pure joy making me fidgety. Maybe both. “Yes, yes, like that.” Lor nodded frantically and knee-walked closer, kissing the back of my hand again and again. “Like what you told me humans do. It is similar for vints. I want that, Jugs. I want you by my side always.”