BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 325: Dance With The Werelions {9}

Chapter 325: Dance With The Werelions {9}

"I lost it, Emma, the moment you said those words to me" He said with a smile on his lips, his chest rising and falling. And I placed my hand on them.

"Emilia said your alpha given name called by me does things like that" I murmured with a blush.

"No baby girl," he began. "This was something else, it felt like I was compelled"

I blinked, puzzled at his words. He lifted his body up and carried me along until I was sitting on his lap. "Something triggered you and then me, your scent changed for a minute there" he added with a puzzled look.

I got more confused.

"Are you okay?"

After our mind-blowing sex that will forever live in my memory? I don’t think so...

Seeing my silence he asked another question. "What did you feel?"

"I..." I paused and then I looked behind me and my eyes went wide. "...Hunger"

Dace caught on as he looked to the side. The glass windows were all cracked like an earthquake shook the place. Did I use magic while we were having sex? Seems like I did that explains why it felt like my magic was exploding but I knew one thing... this hunger I felt Dace triggered it... and at the back of my head I knew I was still unable to quench it. I was more confused and slightly scared about it.

"Hey don’t worry about that"

I only nod.

"Let’s get some shower and head back to the party"

"Okay," I mumbled, as Dace stood up along with me, my legs were all wobbly and I had to hold onto him for support.

A snicker came from him. And I shot him a look.

"This is your fault you know that," I said kicking off my heels.

"Well at least I got my wish" he winked.

"My ass hurt from the spank"

"Good"

"G-Good? You know I hate pain"

"We both know you didn’t feel pain" he teased, grabbing my left ass where he spanked me, I was hoping to feel a sting at his tight grip but instead it caused a feeling to stir my insides. Maybe he’s right...

"Now that you know my Alpha given name as well called me that... the name belongs to you now"

"I can’t own your name" I blushed.

"You still have a lot to learn"

"I-" I gasped because Dace suddenly grabbed me and threw me over his shoulders.

"Dace!"

"The faster the better," he said only as he walked us to the bathroom, totally disagreeing with my protests.

The shower didn’t take long thankfully, and before I knew it we were both fully dressed like nothing happened. I stood before his mirror fixing my hair however I could, great all of Emilia’s hard work was down the drain, and now I looked exactly as I was when I first came here.

"You look more beautiful this way," Dace said softly coming behind me.

"Thank you," I said with a smile on my lips and I put my earrings back on.

Dace placed a hand on my waist. "You know you aren’t fully dressed"

"Another of your fault"

He smirks almost like he was proud of it. "No matter how much I would have loved you to go back to the party like this I will have to decline," he said, pulling the drawing out. My eyes leveled and found some panties. I recognized them all, mostly the ones I wore when I stayed here, every single one.

"Should I picture you as a sadist?"

"Baby girl you know I’m far from that and besides you’re the one who kept them there, some of your clothes are still here too" He leans closer. "That doesn’t mean I don’t like keeping them" he murmured his last words to my ear and a chill ran. "Especially this" He brought out one and our eyes still remained connected to the mirror.

"Since when did you start taking pills?" he suddenly asked as he dropped to one knee.

"For a long time now," I said, pulling some strands of my hair before my ear.

I placed my leg on the opening he laid. "It’s safer that way"

"You don’t trust me?" he says amused as he slides the panties up my thighs and fixes them properly, going back to his feet as well.

"Not that just..." I sighed.

"Just what?" he says, rubbing my thighs before pulling down my gown.

"I-I like it when you cum inside me"

I noticed his eyes dilated when I said those words, a smile remained on his lips but he said nothing, but I knew I definitely got a reaction from him.

"Let’s skip the party"

"C-Can we do that?"

"Maybe"

"Dace"

"Going back there makes you uncomfortable doesn’t it?"

I sighed.

"You know I can sense everything about you. You’re trying too hard"

"I have to," I said but it was a whisper which I was certain he heard me.

He walked to the entrance of his walk-in wardrobe with his hands in his pocket almost like he was thinking.

"I’m already far deeper into your world Dace, it’s not an option anymore"

"I know," He nods but he didn’t face me. "The entire clan knows you’re mine now" He turns to me with a faint smile.

"You don’t want it that way?"

"Of course I do, it was the plan right from the start"

I nodded.

"Emma, do you realize the position I hold in the werelion society?"

"I have bigger shoes to fit and you think I can’t handle it"

"Wrong again" He closed the distance between us and placed his hand on my arms giving it a gentle rub, and I looked up at him feeling a bit at ease.

"It’s gonna be stressful, and I don’t want that for you... my dad is still hanging in that thin line because of your bloodline but he will come around and your family"

"My clan," I said. "Two bigger shoes to fit" I shrugged. "No one said it was gonna be easy," I mumbled.

Dace pulled me into a hug and I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly not wanting to let go, he patted my head gently and I closed my eyes as I buried my face in his chest.

"I will always protect you, you know that right?"

I nodded. "Is it too late to ditch the party now?"

He snickered and broke the hug, he ran his hand through my hair. "A little air from society can’t hurt"

"As long as you’re there"

"Always"