BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 135: Her Heat

Chapter 135: Her Heat

EMMA

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The air smelt fresh, my senses were filled with it and the air tingled my skin, whizzing against my body in its nippy embrace, I might be asleep right now but my senses were quite alive like I knew exactly what was happening to my physical body even though I was in the realms of sleep.

I whined appealing to this feeling, with the stable air smooching my skin I felt so sensitive like something was making my body feel more alive.

"Emma"

Someone was saying my name, was it a dream?

"Emma"

No, it wasn’t, someone was actually calling me, that was Dace’s voice. Why does his voice sound so luscious right now, the sweet sound of his sumptuous baritone voice made my body hum in delight.

"I’m gonna be gone for some days" I heard his voice close to my ear and a hot chill flew across my body. I should be immobile and just allow more sleep to kick in but I let myself welcome his presence wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him to me.

His chest brushing against mine and getting my nipples more stimulated made me groan.

"W-Why?" I whined sleepily.

"Emilia is gonna look after you, okay?" He further tried to move away but I wasn’t gonna let that happen, I seized my chance as I ducked my hand in his soft thick bouncy hair and pulled down his lips to mine. I groaned... how much I wanted to kiss him, I thought of nothing else, his scent filled my senses and made my mind go on a total lockdown. I allowed myself to take control, letting my lips roam his in a peckish manner. They taste so good too, everything about him tastes good! I was hungry for something but I didn’t know what.

He groaned in my mouth as our kiss further ahead and I knew he was enjoying this. I sucked on his lips, bit, and repeated the actions as how he always kissed me, and a growl convulsed in his chest. I eagerly wrapped my legs around his waist. Our mouths made sucking sounds and our moans of pleasure filled the room.

It was sizzling, and my senses were filled with it and it only boosted me further even in my sleepy condition. I moved my hands from his thick hair to his neck rubbing against it before slipping down his bare back. Oh, he was shirtless! I shivered, sucking more into his lips and he moaned, that was the first time I heard a moan from him! It gave me the morale I needed to continue. What was wrong with me exactly I couldn’t tell but for some odd reason I felt like he needed it like he was in need of me and I was the only one who could quench his heat, why was I feeling all these emotions, it was becoming too much for me to handle.

My hands slid through his broad back, tracing his spine. He was slippery and wet, is that sweat? His body was like a furnace, hotter than he has ever been before, I was practically sweating too and my clothes were glued to my body now, all sticky and it felt so good! His heat, his sounds, and our mouth in a brawl as our hungry kiss got more salivating, our tongues combating in each other’s mouths trying to row for dominance, in the process of this fierce kiss I felt something slide at the corner of my mouth, I was already drooling!

I pulled my hand down and then... wait was that his buttcheek? He wasn’t wearing pants? That means... I grope them and his body jerked and further pressed unto me, what the fuck did I just do? What was happening to my senses? I felt something long and hot pressing against my abdomen, the heat finding all its way to my thighs, and the wetness it caused inundated me. My body reactivates and my wildness increases, I let my hand slide from his buttcheck, fuck they were so muscular and felt so good to touch. I felt like squeezing it again so I did.

He growled and pressed further into me, there was no space, we were glued like a sandwich, our bodies pressing against each other in an impossible way. I couldn’t breathe now, but I just couldn’t stop, I didn’t want to.

He broke the kiss and I gasped for air but I was locked when he attacked my neck and my moans echoed in the room. His kiss and nibs were hotter than before, I was panting so hard and I couldn’t control it.

He pulled away and our mouths joined again in its hotness, he moaned again as I began groping him once again, that sound was making me go crazy. My body felt on fire, like a literal blazing flame, my skin was burning, and I think I might melt from this heat.

"Hmm!" my sound muffled in his mouth appealing to his advances further and mine too.

I slid down from his ass and then gripped his hard cock that was when the air was knocked out of my lungs. My hands were pulled forcibly above my head and gripped in two in an iron grip that hurt. It hurt so bad that I wanted to cry, but I was too into this moment to do that, I felt pleasure from it.

"Don’t..." his voice was more rough than usual, I felt a restraint from him and his body constantly tautening, his muscles shifting too, it felt like he was trembling but at the same time, he wasn’t. His breath flushing against my face was a fire up close, our pants echoing in the room. Our bodies were both sticky but not as sticky as how my underwear was. I was unable to make myself move in this still position I was and-

"...or else I will drill my cock into your drenched pussy!"

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I gasped, flicking my eyes open, and next, I sat up from the bed with a start, panting harshly, I felt hot with every breath I took, it took me some time before I could recollect my senses.

Was that a dream? I shook my head, was it? I felt my body and I was still partly wet, my PJs still sticking to my body and drenched from our heated session and then I knew that definitely happened, I gasped covering my mouth, It did happen!

Oh my god! What came over me? What was I thinking? Dace was angry with me and I knew it, the way he sounded when he said...

"Don’t or else I will drill my cock into your drenched pussy!"

I shivered when I recalled his words, they sounded so vague, I have never heard him speak so purely dirty, why was he angry when he said that? I bit my lip, I thought he enjoyed our make-out. I shook my head... of course, you did something wrong, Emma, what else? I jumped at him like a sleepy horny demon, leading him on to the end of nothing. I couldn’t control my senses and I knew within me at that very moment- I shook my head again, I wasn’t ready for that, it must have been my sleepy senses taking over, I nodded my head.

"Yes that’s it," I said to myself. Still trying to catch my breath, although sleepy when it happened I could still recall every glimpse of that moment.

I heard someone at the door and I was forced to quickly put on my glass, silently praying that it was Dace and not at the same time, oh my head was a mess, it might explode with all these voices in it. But the moment I caught the glimpse of Emilia, my body seemed to calm down but yet I was still jerky... this was Emilia we’re talking about. She walked in with a smirk, that was one face I haven’t seen in a while.

"Finally awake, sleepy head" she mused in her usual tone, I couldn’t tell if it was pleasant or not, I wasn’t exactly ready to deal with her now, I needed to see Dace.

"D-Dace"

She rolled her eyes. "Every single time it’s Dace Dace Dace and with him, it’s Emma Emma Emma Emma"

"Please I really need to see him... I-I-I" I trembled as confusion and slight guilt filled me.

She narrowed her eyes on me. "Did something happen?"

I paused fidgeting with my fingers.

"Emma"

I jumped. "I-I-I think I must have made Dace angry"

She folded her arms and raised an eyebrow.

"Last night we-"

"Wait, you saw him last night? "She asked with a start, sounding as if I shouldn’t have.

"Y-Yes and t-things got heated a-and then... oh no I-I t-think I must have l-led him on a-and...and..." I sighed heavily, speaking on such a fast note in one sentence was taking a toll on me.

"Is it just me or does it seem like you’re in heat with Dace"

I snapped my eyes at her, what did she just say?