BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 35: Addicted

Chapter 35: Addicted

I paused, the silence filling the room, at the back of my head I was alarmed at his words but on the other hand, I felt protectiveness from him when he said he wasn’t a danger to me, I could merely feel it radiating off him, the will to protect me.

"Okay," I murmured.

He nods, watching me with intensity. "Ask away"

"How did you come here so fast? One minute I’m chatting with you and the next you’re here, I didn’t see your car"

"I... ran"

"R-Ran?"

"Yes"

"This is not a joke, Dace"

"It’s the truth, which I will be with you as you ask me any questions"

I narrowed my eyes on him, that was the truth? Okay, I would just consider he came here on foot, way before we started chatting, and waited for the right moment to show himself, maybe he couldn’t knock because he senses my aunt doesn’t like him. Yeah, that seemed like a better explanation to me, I think I will buy it.

"Okay," I nod. "Then the window, you’re standing there and then next you’re inside, that’s not possible"

"I jumped"

I gulped. "Jumped?"

"Yes"

This was getting ardent but he did say he was being truthful with me, maybe he did gymnastics at a young age or something, but in the back of my head that was way too fast for anyone.

"That day at the restaurant your eyes, one minute they were hazel and the next they were dark gold?"

He sighed heavily as he closed his eyes, I felt he wasn’t gonna tell me about that. "Sometimes..." he began opening his eyes but they were leveled. "When I’m angry or emotional, my eyes do that"

"So it’s not the fluorescence?"

He smiled, shaking his head like I just cracked a joke. "Definitely not the fluorescence"

"But eyes don’t change, even if they did, it would be when someone’s a baby, they can’t change after that"

"Seems like you did your research" he mused.

"It’s a fact and yes I did..."

"Smart..." he leaned close, flicking my glasses making them adjust properly. "...Freckles"

I blushed at the name he called me, reminding me once again I have freakishly freckles spread on my cheeks.

"I will buy what you said"

He tilts his head to the side. "You believe it, Emma, not buy it"

"H-How am I supposed to believe your eyes change when you’re emotional"

"It’s a fact"

"Right"

"And you seem to believe I ran here and jumped?"

"It’s possible, played it out in my head"

He broke into a laugh. "Fuck, you’re so cute" I blushed, my cheeks hot. "...and beautiful"

I licked my lips, eyeing his lips. "Y-Y-You think I’m beautiful?"

"Of course... very. And your eyes are a wonderful set of green, so curious and innocent"

I bit my lip taking in what he just said and how my body reacted to it, was I really beautiful? I never saw myself as such, I hated looking at the mirror sometimes, I was skinny and everything about me was average, and he thinks someone like me is beautiful? I shook my head.

"A-About my scent, E-Emilia said it’s intoxicating"

"Yes... you’re tasty Emma, very..." he paused, taking a whiff. "...I’m addicted"

My breath was shaky, his actions, his words were making me feel things and my panties were so damp right now and sticky.

"You’re excited aren’t you?" he mused, his baritone voice deep and low, as his fingers rested beneath my jaw. I drew on my breath almost panting, we weren’t doing anything, only his words affected me, only his words got me so so hot and they were sweet to hear, it only turned me on the more.

He groaned out in frustration, like very slip of his patience was gone, the next I heard him muttering a mantra of fucks before swooping in for a deep fierce kiss and I forgot to breathe. His mouth enveloped mine like a blanket and it was hot as he screwed his mouth against mine in a passionate kiss.

I whimpered like a lost puppy, my fingers digging in his shoulders before gripping it like my life deepened on it. It was more to steady myself because I couldn’t keep up with his electrifying kiss, it shocked me, burned me, I felt like I was on fire. I moaned in his mouth as he jolted my waist forward, gluing me to his body, I felt myself already straddling his lap, his firm hold against my tiny waist remained, he handled me like I was a petite doll he could easily spin but with care and deep concentration.

He sucked in my mouth and I felt the hairs at the back of my neck stand up, his tongue slid in and roamed within my mouth playing with my tongue, it was mouth watering. I didn’t know exactly what to do, because I have never kissed anyone before, this was my first kiss and it was with Dace.

He was skillful as he worked his tongue within my mouth, all the way, his fingers messaging my waist.

The moment my hand finally slid to feel his hair, I felt my back on my bed, and my heart sky jumped and he pulled away like he sensed how tense my body became.

His hands were at either side of my head, giving us a good distance so that he wouldn’t crush me with his weight. We both pant like we ran a whole mile and still going, only the harsh sounding of our grating breath filled the room.

But that wasn’t what was on my mind, but the golden eyes I was now looking at, just like in my dreams, but this time I got a closer look at it, his pupils weren’t round like they should be, they were distorted like a shadow spreading just around his dark golden orbs.

I gasped and he quickly closed his eyes. "I’m sorry," he said as his jaw tightened. "I went too far," he added in a low tone and I almost couldn’t hear him.

"I-I-Its okay, it-"

"No it’s not" he opened his eyes, they were back to their normal hazels but I could still see the highlight of the gold. "I don’t want you to be scared of me Emma," he said like a prayer.

"I-I’m not scared" I bit my lip. "I’m not scared of you, D-Dace"

He leaned and I felt my heartbeat quicken. "You will be"