BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 425: His Scent

Chapter 425: His Scent

EMILIA

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The heat, my heartbeat slamming against my fucking chest like it would fall off. I don’t know which got me grasping at straw but all I knew was it was this man before me. She told me one word that was enough to uplift my spirits and put all those years of doubt to shame. He doesn’t see me for WHAT I am, he sees me for what I AM. That was a big difference, he has changed, and he’s no longer carrying that unyielding pride of being a Venator.

I think he has abandoned that notion, I knew he either did it for Emma or himself or maybe both but that was all that mattered because it doesn’t seem like he’s carrying the fate of the world anymore who won’t recognize him for all he does. He’s doing it for the people he holds dear and that is okay, because I’m one of those people and with the way he looks at me now, it looks like I was the only one enclosing his very existence, just like he does mine.

It makes my bond mark burn and with the way he’s grinding his molars, I knew it was having the same effect on him.

I placed my hands on the drawers behind me and lifted myself on top of it. My bouncing tits caught his attention and he licked his lips. A trumpet feeling burns right through me.

"Are you gonna touch me or not?"

"Touch you?" he rasped. "I want to do more than that, princess"

Fuck that name, it does things to me, wet me, grinds me, and reforms me.

"Why princess, Grumpy?" I gasped when he parted my legs.

"Because you’re one... at least to me" he placed his forehead on mine. "My fucking princess" he dropped down to his knees in between my parted legs spread out for him and I grinned.

"Seems like there is a response to it" he motioned to my drenched core.

"Only when you say it"

His lips covered my clit and my head slammed against the mirror behind my head in pure bliss. The feeling of his tongue running through my sensible fold was mind-blowing.

"Fuck!" I moaned, grabbing a fist full of his hair in ecstasy. I yanked his hair and took his mouth off my core. "If you stop I will snap your neck"

He chuckled and the mere sound caused my thighs to vibrate.

"Then I won’t Princess, I need my neck intact for this" he sucked against me once again and I shatter and moan his name.

"Don’t bring the house down princess, I’m an escaped prisoner"

That alone made me push him further into me and Grayson doesn’t stop with his licks and sucks, licking every fluid he made me release with his wicked tongue.

"Keep them coming Princess, I will wipe every drop" he taunts, increasing the speed of his wicked actions, gripping my hips so hard.

"OH GOD!" I came hard, numb and temporarily washing away and breathing his scent only.

His scent?

I gasped coming down from my release without realizing Grayson was already up on his feet and focusing my face on his to kiss me, a hungry mouth-showering kiss that made me go numb again.

His scent.

I pulled away from him, a frown and curiosity crossing my features.

"What’s wrong?" he frowns with a hint of fear in his eyes, looking like I was about to reject him or something.

"I-I can smell you?"

He paused, blinking. "Do I smell bad?"

"Not that silly, I mean your scent, you’re always odorless but right now I can smell you quite clearly, and fuck you smell so fucking good!"

"Oh"

"The others" I turned to my bathroom door. "What if they can catch your scent right now?" We both face the door as if waiting for the inevitable of bursting in about the intruder’s scent lingering in my suite. And after a tense heartbeat of a minute, we heard no one. More importantly, I HEARD no one coming, they don’t know he’s here.

But that doesn’t ease my worry.

I moved off the drawer and grabbed my towel.

"Emilia?"

"I need to be sure Grayson, so please stay put, don’t leave my suite"

He opened his mouth but I stopped him. "If you do I will kill you before they get your hands on you"

He raised an eyebrow.

I turned to leave.

"What do I smell like?" this question caused me to stop just at the door. A smile found my lips as I turned to face him.

"Like my favorite new fragrance"

And maybe exclusive to me but I need to know I can keep him safe.

~

I throw on denim shorts and a baggy shirt before walking out of my room and scanning everywhere. It seems to be calm I guess. And then I spot Singe.

"Hey Singe!" I called.

"Miss Emilia, you’re back," he said but he looked like his mind was running through something.

"What’s wrong?" I demand. Did they find out Grayson escaped? Do they smell him? The manner of unrest right now was driving me insane.

"Nothing just..." he trailed.

"What?"

"Emma, she’s-"

"Did something happen to her?!"

He frowns at my outburst. I knew I looked overly suspicious right now because I’m worried about her but I don’t care.

"No, she’s fine... just..." he sighed. "She got drunk, took too much, and wandered"

"Oh... in broad daylight?"

He shrugged.

"Where is she?"

"In her room, she’s acting strange so I had to give her some space, she kept asking if I saw her ring or something"

Ring?

I only nodded and walked past him and headed to her room as anxiety and worry struck me, it’s like I was meeting her for the first time in five years although she had already met me, but then I didn’t have my memory then and right now I was ACTUALLY meeting her for the first time.

I took a deep breath stopping right at her door and raising my hand to knock but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.