BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 166: Just You And I

Chapter 166: Just You And I

He settled me down and my bare feet found the cold tiles.

"I can’t, baby" his hands on my waist firmly. "Because if I go in there with you, you might not like what happens next" I shivered at his words. "Are you good without your glasses?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Y-Yes" I nodded. "It’s not completely clear but I can make out forms"

"Sure?"

"I really want you to come in with me Dace" I was acting like a leech now and not caring for my own space. But I didn’t care about that, I just wanted him here, NOW.

"Baby" he began leaning down to me and kissing me gently, I moaned, my body was still sensitive and if he kept it on I might be charged again but he pulled away. "I’m being lenient with you as much as I can" he pressed me more against his body and I almost jolted when I felt something hard pressing at my abdomen. "Or else you want me to bend you over against the wall and take you in every menacing way possible because that’s how I feel right now... My brain is on the loose"

I gasped.

"Go in... take a shower" he kissed me again on the lips.

"O-Okay" I mumbled with a deep blush and I turned, my legs were wobbly but my body was settled now and I could walk but I almost lost my balance when Dace smacked my butt gently earning a surprised gasp from me. I bit my lip, not daring to turn back because my face was all red now as I slide the bathroom door shut.

"Easy baby girl"

I knew what he meant but he shouldn’t worry, I could make out things now, I think my vision was coming back just like Owen said, but it was still hard to see, guess glasses were still on, who knew for how long.

I took off the oversized shirt and proceeded to shower.

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Dace went in after, I was left in just a towel, the other shirt I can’t wear but I can take another one of his but there were no sweatpants my size, luckily I still have one panties here, the very one Dace was always keeping, I blushed so hard when I wore them, I wondered what he meant by they calm him down, I can’t place my head around it.

Seems like his shirt was the only clothing, the clock was reading late... I can’t believe it was 2 am. I can’t ask Emilia for any clothing right now. Really Emma you came to your boyfriend’s with no clothing or a plan, Dace didn’t let me in the first place, I was in his car before I could read my own thoughts.

At least the shirt stopped at my knees, I will just consider it a nightgown then, I sighed, I was already done drying my hair when I heard a noise and I turned seeing Dace at the entrance of the door arms across his bare chest still wet from his shower, leaning at the corner of the door in just a towel around his waist.

"H-How long have you been standing there?" I asked with a blush on my cheeks.

"Just now," he said in a deep tone that made me shudder. "Fuck, you look good in my shirt" he walked up to me, and the closer he got the more sinful I got, he was sinfully beautiful and I can’t look away, his wet hair messy just gave him that boyish charms to die for and I just wanna run my hands through it.

"What silly thoughts are you having now?"

I cleared my throat. "None," I shrugged. "Just admiring my boyfriend, it’s not a sin" I was surprised that it came off easily and I blushed. "W-Wear some clothes" I rushed out and I heard him chuckle behind me. Fuck being in the same room as he was a battle.

I sat on my bed adjusting my glasses, exhaling sharply, I tried to stable my body again quickly grabbing my phone and I saw an unread message.

VANESSA: Hey just checking...

I rolled my eyes, I knew she would text.

ME: Still alive don’t worry

Texting her back right now was probably late so I guess she will see my message later, I dropped my phone and that was when Dace came out from his walk-in wardrobe in just sweatpants, JUST! Allowing my eyes to roam his bare chest and then I caught something, something I was only seeing now.

"That’s..."

"Yes" Like he knew I would say that he sat next to me before moving me to the center of the bed, I just had my eyes focused on the mark on his left chest just like mine, I traced it with my thumb and I noticed he flinched.

"Sorry, did it hurt?"

"No... it’s because you’re the one touching it, it’s only sensitive to you"

"It’s so identical to mine" I mumbled.

He took off my glasses and kept them on the nightstand before the lights automatically dimmed. We lay facing each other, my fingers still tracing the mark.

"Do all Females have this?" I asked.

"Not really... it’s mostly Males"

I wanted to know more and he seemed to catch on.

"When the Female sees the mark she bears it, gets imprinted on her, and that’s when the males know they have found their...."

"Female"

"Yes"

"But on some rare occasions Females have the mark already and it’s up to the Male to bear them, it rarely happens... but mostly for alpha she-lions like Emilia"

"She does?"

"Hmm..."

"That means there is someone out there waiting to bear her mark?"

He kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes.

"Within the Clan, I guess, or outside"

"Outside?"

"You don’t think this is the only werelion Clan, do you?"

"There’s more?"

"Just a few... we are the head family here, others are like the branch family, hopefully, one day she will find her male there"

"Who can handle Emilia"

He chuckled at my words. "She’s an eyesore but that’s just her being herself"

I smiled because I knew it was nothing but the truth.

"Enough talk, get some sleep, baby" His hand on my waist pulled me more to his body and I have never been peaceful before, it just felt right, in his arms, in the same bed with a wonderful dream to match this moment.