BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 414: Not Done

Chapter 414: Not Done

DACE

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"No, Alpha Devereaux"

That fire in her eyes, despite how much the hunger blossomed in them, even after she had just cum against my pants like the willing little demon she is. And yet she doesn’t give me what I WANT. The longing to have her say my name again so I can record it in my brain, the last time she did was when I captured her. I have no idea why I suddenly want her to but it’s only fair because I call her HERS, and not that fucking title she claims she has.

She’s not a fucking Countess... not anymore after I’m done with her.

I removed my fingers now coated in her juices, she’s dripping everywhere and her scent has never been stronger, suffocating everywhere and drowning my senses in its depths, triggering a part of me I can’t explain.

Do the others smell her right now? How aroused she is? Fuck! Do I have to barricade my Suite with silver to keep that from happening? Anything to keep this euphoria scent to my goddamn nose only. Note to self, fucking use silver around my Suite.

I brought my fingers to my lips and I licked against them, and just as I imagined she tasted like heaven, my own personal heaven, and it took all my self-control not to TAKE. Because when I do there will be no going back.

I observed the way her chest rose and fell, completely dismantle because of her release, and looking freshly fucked even if I haven’t done that... YET. I pulled away from her watching to see what she does next. I wanna know everything, how she thinks and how she responds to situations and maybe finally see the inside of her.

She rubbed her wrists now red from my hold.

Was I too rough? I can’t tell because she doesn’t look like she was in pain. Her bare feet found the floor and they were jellies as she held onto the credenza for support, keeping her gaze cast down. I was certain her cheeks were red right now and whenever that happens her freckles come to life.

She sluggishly walked to the elevator once again as if she knew how to get out, But it seemed like she wanted to get away from me.

That thought didn’t sit well with me at all.

Hearing the annoying sound of her constantly pressing the button like a maniac I walked to her and spun her to face me, before hunching and throwing her over my shoulders.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!" she screamed and thrashed like a brat.

Now that is more like it.

"LET ME GO!"

"No" my answer was short and simple as I walked us out of the foyer, it wasn’t dark in the foyer so the sudden darkness caused Emma to stop thrashing around and I noticed her body goes impossibly still. I have noticed this, in the dark she is always still and nervous and her heart rate picks on in an uneasy rhythm.

Singe mentioned to me she always keeps her lights on when sleeping, I wonder why.

Getting to my room with the only source of light coming from my bathroom, I dropped her on my bed and I’m not gentle at all. Her petite body bounced on the bed and her tits followed.

Fuck me.

Maybe I should have just kept her locked up in my guest room to avoid any further temptation, but I want my eyes on her.

"What is your problem?!" she yelled at me with uneasy breathing. "Aren’t you done with your torture? Then let me go!"

She looks cute when she’s angry.

"I still need answers from you"

A lie, I just want her here, even though she’s a brat I do enjoy her tantrums like a teenager. She’s not a teen is she? She doesn’t look like one, I bet she’s in her twenties or maybe she was turned in her teens which is why those facials stayed.

I can’t help but wonder why Luther sired her, he didn’t just pick a random human to sire, there was a solid reason, and also why he made her his Countess. There’s a lot I want to uncover and I think it’s time to turn my attention to the rat who invaded my home.

"Take off your clothes"

She freezes instantly.

"Remember I don’t like repeating myself"

"N-No"

I chuckled, I could get on her nerves all day. "Either you do or I do and trust me I will do more than that"

"What? Torture me again"

No you little vamp, I will fuck your brains out and that will be the end of it because I won’t stop. Just picturing that scenario in my head got me hard again. As if sensing the fucking strain she has on my body she leveled her eyes on my cock pressing against my sweat shorts, she was just the perfect level right now, her face a mere foot away from it.

Her cheeks heating up once again, so fucking cute and that innocence in her eyes made me wonder if what happened at the foyer was the first time for her?

Luther

Just the mere thought of him made me wonder if her arranged marriage with him was actually true because what other reason did he put a ring on her finger, a ring I now spot and I was blind to take any notice of?

Something stormed within me and before I knew it my mouth was already moving.

"Get out!"

Her hunger-induced orbs were fast changing to shock and then confusion.

"NOW!" I boomed baring my fangs at the same time and she jumped.

My vision blurred in a flame of anger. She grabbed her robe and stormed out of my room.

I mindlinked Singe to get the elevator, he was the only other person who could open it from downstairs.

Even though gone her scent lingers around me, around my Suite, my fucking fingers too. Now I just want to get rid of it, so I stripped off my shorts and went for a fucking shower.