BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 350: I Don’t Wanna Talk

Chapter 350: I Don’t Wanna Talk

Dace fucked me against the wall, hammering into me aggressively and all that filled the bathroom walls were our moans and intense skin slapping. It felt so fucking good and loved how wild he took me... as if trying to make up for going away, a way of showing me how much he misses me and I let him.

I have lost count of how many times I came or switched positions, he fucked me behind like a wild animal. While standing as he lowered me up and down his cock. Out of the showers but against the bathroom wall and in the room wall, before we finally made it to bed.

My legs over his shoulders, his grip on my waist tightly and hoisting me to the point only my back laid on the bed as he lunges into me. I was heaving, unable to catch my breath and he just kept going, I felt him twitch and I knew he was close, his thrusts got rougher to the point I heard the bed creak so hard I thought the bed might fall apart.

He instantly slammed his one hand on the headboard and found an angle that got me screaming. He growled so loudly it sounded like the beast itself and I heard a loud crack knowing fully well he had split the headboard into two just when he exploded within me nonstop... I milked him too with a final release and after coming down from the heights of pleasure I knew down there was gonna be sore, I don’t think I would be able to walk properly, Dace has wrecked me to the point of no return.

And I love every single minute of it... it wasn’t just about the fucking, whenever he was intimate with me, it was always like we were more connected, things we can’t say completely were being uttered non-verbally at that moment, the passion, the intense feeling that wash upon us each time.

Every single thing was just unreal and I always don’t want it to end even though my body can’t handle it all... I wanted more of him... more than I could ever handle, the connection was just too strong and the emotional aspect speaks too, and at that every moment I feel like I can sense the depths of his heart too.

Even now as we were still connected and he laid kisses to my collarbone from behind and then my neck, leaving nibs along the way I knew would cause a hickey. He always loves leaving his marks on me even when there was one clearly on my left breast, one he caress all the time.

"Still angry at me?" he asked, pressing more kisses on my neck.

I bit back a moan, although it was a hard feat because he is still connected to me, impossibly still yet so hard as if he hadn’t spent the last hour fucking my brains out as he promised.

I blushed. "I-Is this your way of apologizing?"

He chuckled burying his face in my neck. "This is just the first step" he bit my neck.

"Dace" I moaned.

"Why didn’t you leave with Emilia? Staying is dangerous"

"That isn’t what we should talk about right now," I said, trying to stay focused.

"I don’t wanna talk" At his words he thrust slowly into me and I hissed.

"Fuck! Are you sore?"

"J-Just a little"

He held onto my waist tightly and eased out of me slowly, I felt the excess of our engagement dripping down my thighs and then on the bed. "Seems like I lost it again"

"You were not too wild," I said admitting nothing but the truth because he was gentle with me every minute and but that didn’t stop him from fucking me nonstop, he was really eager, maybe the sexual frustration got him or something with his DNA?

"Wait here for a moment," he said, getting off the bed and walking to the bathroom, I heard the water running and I relaxed more on the bed.

Fuck, I feel so sore, now I feel everything like a hurricane hit me right down there.

I heard his footsteps approaching and I sat up looking towards him, he grabbed my waist and stood me up without much effort making sure he was careful, I was on his feet to be exact and he was doing more standing than I was. He looked me up and down as if observing me with his serious gaze.

I always feel shy at his hot gaze raking my body, like he hasn’t seen my bare body before.

"You look thin... not sleeping or eating properly, I’m running your life aren’t I?" he remarks.

"N-No you’re not!" I snapped holding his forearms tightly. "You’re not ruining my life, Dace"

"Hmm," he made a sound only. "I am, Emma... but guess what?" he adds, picking me up in a swift move. "I’m too selfish to let go"

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I felt so relaxed inside the tub, allowing the warm water to ease my muscles. I have been inside this for a whole 30 minutes ever since Dace dropped me here and offered to make something for me to eat.

Speaking of food... There was a really delicious smell coming from downstairs and my stomach growled again just at the mere thought of food. I forced myself out of the tub, dried my body with the towel, and I walked to the wardrobe.

The pain between my legs was eased a bit. Dace did the honors of licking me off to heal me, it was always embarrassing when he does that but I can’t deny the fact I like it. I am really losing my mind, aren’t I?

I changed into shorts and a t-shirt and I turned, spotting my trousers on the ground. I walked to it and reached for the pocket pulling out the spell, my eyes scanned through it, I had already memorized all of it and I knew what to do, the sooner I do this the better.

Dace won’t tell me anything about what happened the weeks he has been here... the Rogues didn’t attack me after Dace came to me, so it must mean he controls them to a certain extent but that isn’t completely decided yet, just like Emilia said, the Rogues are an unpredictable part of them, lost from their touch of humanity, they are too hard to control.

I have to use this spell on Dace as soon as possible before anything goes wrong.