BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 323: Dance With The Werelions {7}

Chapter 323: Dance With The Werelions {7}

EMMA

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Something was igniting within me and I have no idea what or why, all I could think about was Dace and how much I wanted him, he was the only one I needed, that could match this stormy feeling within me. I was still clouded in my senses when Dace led me to a library, I didn’t know why but I was thankful for the privacy because I couldn’t hold it anymore. I felt like detonating along with my magic.

The moment he shut the door and turned to me I kissed him like an eruption and he matched the same tempest as me, we panted and moaned in each other’s mouths as the unexplainable heat torched within us. Like a kindled flame of passion.

My back suddenly slammed into the wall and I had no idea we had moved.

"Are you okay?"

I heard his question but my insides were about to burst. I unbuttoned his shirt hastily and took off his jacket, and flung it, watching his exposed chest peeking from his shirt, my insides dead, and awoke again.

"I want you, Alexander" I commanded, and his hazel eyes responded by highlighting all the way to bright gold and I had the feeling I had unleashed something, something I was willing to accept.

He grabbed hold of my neck roughly like he was about to choke me, but there was a tender feeling to it. He looked me straight in the eye like he was about to melt my very eyes. The amount of heat coming off him was close to an actual flame, it was like I flipped on a switch and there was no coming back from it.

"Do you have any idea what that name does?" he spoke through clenched teeth.

I was more than willing to find out, my eyes were begging for it for I could not find words. He leaned to me, his hand still tightly wrapped around my neck, the heat coming off with every breath he took was enough to melt me from the inside out. I wanted to be burned!

"My name is yours," he said like it was a ritual, and then his lips smashed on mine and it was fury and I gave into it, our desperate moan increased, and the ignited feeling within me.

It melted and corresponded with his and his hands on me felt like I was on literal fire, the magic at the tip of my hands exploding into my bloodstream. Growls erupted from Dace as he devoured my lips nonstop, I wanted to savor more of his lips until there was nothing else but suddenly I felt gravity leave my body and the next time I opened my eyes we were back to a familiar place, Dace’s room.

"Do you want me so bad?", his sudden husky question teased my brain.

"Yes!" I said without hesitation and I was desperate. I was needy and the frustration was getting the better of me.

"Good because my dream of fucking you in that dress and heels are coming through" He smirked and rained hot kisses on my neck and I moaned in complete loss, his wet hot lips feels so damn good, and my body was erupting once again.

I gasped when he used one of his hands to lock my two hands above my head and I felt trapped by his advances, as he continued to devour my neck all the way to my chest, my mark was a bit exposed because of the style of dress I wore, He gave a deep suck to it and I shook against him.

He retreated and I almost pouted when he did, a smirk playing on his lips and his eyes were bright gold beaming before me but I wasn’t scared, I was long past that now, they were nothing but beautiful gemstones to me, and they were precious. And I can’t look away.

He brought his two fingers to my lips. "Lick" he instructed and I did without hesitation taking his fingers into my mouth giving it a clean lick and not breaking my gaze with him. The moment my lips retreated from his fingers he kissed me again and I moaned as he sucked my lips and devoured me with his wet tongue, fuck it was so hot, my mouth was on fire!

I tensed when I felt his hand slide under my dress, raising the fabric all the way to my waist. A deep moan left me when he rubbed against my thighs and teased me, it took forever for me but I was snapped when he tucked on my panties and tore them to shreds and before I could make sense of it he penetrated me with those same fingers.

An easy quick entrance like it was made for it, I was all for him.

"Oh!"

"So fucking wet and perfect for me"

"Yes," I moaned as his fingers moved painfully slowly.

"I wanna fuck you against the wall," he said to my ears giving kissing me on my neck. And going in and out of me like he was trying to imprint the feel of my insides in his brain.

"Please Alexander" I moaned.

A growl vibrated from his chest and he pumped into me to the point I screamed at the sudden thrust of his fingers, at this point, I didn’t care if anyone heard me.

I milked his fingers nonstop and I wasn’t even cumming yet, everything he did just stimulated me. I was close now... awaiting to reach that release I desperately wanted but he pulled his fingers away and I gasped, releasing a sharp breath also, my senses were split, he denied me a release and I felt like exploding, I heard cracks but I don’t know where it was coming from but Dace was ignorant and was heavily concentrated on me, spins me in a swift move, my back pressing against his hard chest. His hand was around my neck again.

"Bend over for me, baby girl"