BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 203: Taking Care Of Him

Chapter 203: Taking Care Of Him

Just a few minutes after our talk, Dace was fast asleep like a log. He really must be tired, and I was happy he was back to sleep rather than focusing on me, he had nothing to worry about, all that matters is him getting better. Even though out like a light he still held me tightly, I don’t think I can leave even if I wanted to. In our lying position, we both face each other with his hand secured on my waist. His warm breath blew against my features, he looked so ravishing, fast asleep, and serene.

I smiled because I couldn’t resist the urge anymore so I ran my fingers through his dark moisty hair, in curls, so silky against my touch it felt like foam, it feels so incredible, and even as I worked through my obsession with his hair he didn’t even flinch, he looked more relax like any kid would when sleeping on their mom’s lap. It made my smile illuminate knowing he was this tranquil when I lay next to him, it made my chest fill with fervency and pride, and I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

He was gorgeous and a picture I want to imprint on my very brain. I studied his perfect features, his thick eyebrows and his long eyelashes that were more pronounced with his eyes close as they flickered now and then, his pointy nose that summoned me to run a finger through, his light pink kissable lips that called to me like a moth to a flame but I tried my hardest to withstand because I wanted him to have his rest.

I leveled my gaze to the plaster just at his left lower abdomen, shaped like a square, I gulped recalling that night. The terror, the fear, the thought of losing Dace, I shook my head, I don’t wanna think about it because it caused a heavy storm of aversion to override my body, I redirected my focus to another, Grayson.

Grayson Yeager, the mysterious newbie from our school, was a normal guy with a very terrifying secret. He hunts beasts. Was that why the barrier didn’t affect him when he came here? That seems like it because he wasn’t supernatural but he was a hunter. I gulped, was Juneau safe with him here? Should I tell Dace?

I shifted my gaze to his exquisite face and shook my head, no I can’t. I promise to keep his secret, and barring it’s the least I can do after he saved my life, or else I would have ended up having my head bitten off by that snake before Dace could find me. As long as he doesn’t know about Dace I will keep his secret, I was inquisitive about what kind of person he is because his eyes were always cold and distant but yet he showed consideration for me which was strange, I will keep his secret for now, until I figure out more about him, I think that was the best cause of action before letting anyone know, besides there was a more crucial issue, that Manticore.

Grayson in his call said it was something lost to time, something that could match up strength with a werelion and even be poisonous to them. I should think about this carefully, most especially about Grayson, just what is a hunter that hasn’t been mentioned by my aunt or anybody, or was he just a joke? No, it couldn’t be because he portrayed things a teen like him shouldn’t, I need to find out more about him, and I was determined to do so.

I stilled when I felt Dace’s face buried in my neck suddenly.

"Dace?"

No answer, still asleep. I grinned as I clutched his face pulling him more to me and he groaned getting more comfortable, he was really acting like a child right now, and I couldn’t wait to tease him with this, I somehow tend to take off my glasses from this angle and leisurely fling it behind me on the bed, I wouldn’t want a mark on my face while sleeping with that.

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A soft moan evaded me and my lips went apart narrowly, I felt a hand gently caressing my thighs and I want that heavenly feeling to continue and it did to my wishes, leisurely going up and down and making me moan further, it felt so pleasing and I didn’t want it to stop, they moved all the way to my top and I was forced to place my hand on the larger ones that grabbed me, his hand was between my legs now and my hand too almost like I was guiding him but he remained there, my core aching and getting slippery with each passing heat.

So I flickered my eyes open and met with hazels staring at me. "You’re awake," I said with a smile on my lips bringing my hands to the back of his neck, he leaned and I hoped for a kiss but rather he bit my neck breaking sleep from my eyes.

"Dace!" I gasped and he pulled away with a smirk.

"Now that looks good on you"

Oh no please don’t tell me he left a hickey there! In the most viewable place. I gasped out of thought when he grabbed my right leg and straddled his waist but it was a mistake because he growled sharply in pain.

"Dace!"

"Fucking pain!" he growled.

"Dace please take it easy"

His teeth clenched, he was pushing his body and I didn’t like it.

"Now this is annoying because I can’t do what I want to"

I blushed because I knew just what he meant, his bulging erection poking at my abdomen said it all.

"Y-You’re sweating maybe you can take a bathe it will cool the pain"

"Hmm" he just made a sound getting off me and I held in a laugh because he looked like a kid denied candy.

I watched as he stood on his feet and I was breath taken by his ripped body. I will never get tired of staring because this was unquenchable beyond any girl’s wildest, dear lord. I wanna lick him from head to toe but his health comes first, yes health.

"D-Do you need help?" I was beside him next and he turned to me and my breath grew raspy, his body was radiating with extreme heat. I outlined a wicked smirk that crossed his lips.

"Why baby, will you bathe me?" he teased.

Oh, I have that in mind, it would be an excuse to explore this powerful body of his, but I have to keep it cool.

"L-Let me take care of you"

"Hmm"

I nodded, and that smirk remained on his lips as he observed me, although my vision was hazy I knew his eyes dimmed. In silence, he walked to the bathroom and I followed like I was under a spell.

I was just at the door when I observed him taking off his sweatpants, kicking them off, fuck me when I said I wanted to hold that tight ass of his but I revolted. Focus Emma, focus!

He twirled to me and I found myself in a hot battle to keep my eyes on his face rather than leveling it, I have seen that monster between his legs and I wasn’t so sure I should look right now or else I will be put back to the memories of my mouth against it and the grunts he released while plumbing my head.

"Well?"

I was brought back to reality when he spoke and I gulped. He slides the door to the shower open.

"Are you just gonna stay there, baby?"

I remained still and I heard his chuckle as he walked in, my cheeks were burning and I was nervous but I told him I would take care of him so I intend to do that.

With my jelly legs I walked to the door and stepped through, he was seated on a bathroom stool, all buck naked and waiting for me, the shower was turned on already and it fell freely on him, a smirk still playing on his lips.

I bit my bottom lip and slid the glass door behind me shut. Going into the broad shower, I grabbed the shampoo and stopped just in front of him.

"Take care of me baby girl" his words were powerful and held a hidden command I automatically responded.

I filled my palm with the liquid before proceeding to rub them on his hair, his hand fastened on my waist and pulled me close, and I gasped. I was wet now with my nightdress but I didn’t care. I pressured myself to focus only on washing his hair. He moaned the moment my finger rubbed his scalp and buried his face in between my breasts, making me blush further.

Just that sound of his awoke my body and set me blazing. I enjoyed myself because his wet hair filled with soap was ecstasy for me and I closed my eyes enjoying the movement of my fingers in them.

I didn’t feel the shower on me anymore but I was definitely soaked wet, I knew my lacy nightie was all but see-through but I couldn’t let my mind drift from the heavenly feeling between my fingers.

"Emma"

"Hmm?"

"Are you doing this?"

Doing what? At his question, I was compelled to open my eyes and I gasped, is that why the shower stopped?