BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 451: Thoughts

Chapter 451: Thoughts

I checked the water in the tub and it was the perfect temperature, I rose to my feet and turned to Emma, hugging herself, her gaze cast on her feet.

"Come on," I said, stretching my hand for her hoping she would take it, she just looked at it and said nothing. "Don’t worry it’s not cold"

She still hesitates as she shakes her head like a child with a deep frown. My hand fell to my side and I took slow steps towards her.

"Hey" I began brushing some of her wild hair behind her ear and she closed her eyes and shivered slightly, not from cold or fear but from the contact of my skin against hers. It pleases me that I gave such a reaction and she was not fighting away from it.

I’m not soft, maybe I was centuries ago. I don’t know how to be affectionate. Fighting with my bloodlust and constantly trying to sedate it changed me. But for her, I will try to be soft, because that is what she needs right now.

"Let me," I said, trailing my hand down and grabbing the hem of her shirt. She didn’t move away so I took that as a go-ahead. I took the shirt off her and she sighed. I didn’t look at the scar or question it as I led her to the tub.

"I-I don’t want to go in alone" she suddenly said.

"You want me to stay?"

She gave a stiff nod. I thought she didn’t need me because she tried to push me away. I was originally going to get her in the tub and give her some space. If she wants me to stay then I will. The tub was big enough for two people after all.

I got in first and helped her in. We both relaxed in it. Me behind her with her back resting against my chest and her head under my chin. She relaxed more into me and the action caused her to rub against my dick already painfully hard.

"Ignore the dick" I broke the silence and she giggled. The soft sound ringing in my ears and it brings a smile out of me and relief too.

"You feel better"

"How can you tell?"

I really don’t know but I do. Compared to earlier it was nothing but pure terror and fear and now I knew no doubt it was slowly leaving her body, warmth coming to it, with the help of my temperature and the water too.

We sat there in silence and it wasn’t awkward or anything, just solitary for the both of us and enjoying each other’s company. I thrived in the feeling knowing she was getting more comfortable and her trembles were gone. I just don’t know how but I know she’s okay. I don’t want to ever see her like that again. Ever.

I didn’t know what to do at that moment and it freaked me out. I just held her in my arms in pure instinct and thankfully I was able to get her to calm down. I trailed my fingers down her arm, sliding up to her shoulder, loving the texture of her skin, paled like the moonlight and often got red if she was embarrassed or angry. Goosebumps enclosed her skin as I continued, running my hand to her hair and grabbing the wet strands to the side to expose her shoulder and neck more.

"Dace?"

"Yes?"

"What happens now?"

"About?"

"The Pride Council Meeting"

Well, I completely forgot about that shit. All I could think about was having my cock buried deep inside her pussy and her bouncing against it, that is an image I will never forget.

"Dace?"

"Yes, baby?"

She moved and the water swayed and some spilled over the tub. She faces me. "The meeting"

’’Hmm," I made a sound only.

"What are you thinking about?"

You... these emotions I now feel. They are now too big to be called my own. The tightening in my chest, not threatening, just a pressure I feel there. Why did you overreact when I asked about the scar?

So many questions are crawling through my head that I wanna say but I choose silence.

"Why are you choosing silence?" she narrowed her eyes accusely and I blinked to snap out of it. "Why do you choose silence?"

Did I say that out loud?

"No you didn’t" she paled as horror and confusion became her gaze.

Emma: Did I just hear his voice? But in my head?

What do you mean you can hear the voice in my head?

She gasped. "Did you just-"

"Yes," I said snappily as confusion flooded through me.

"But I am not a werelion," she said and then went silent, and her head too.

Emma: Don’t poke!

You can tell?

Emma: Of course! I feel it.

She’s selecting the thoughts I can hear, but maybe she’s not. Is it only what we choose to hear or the extent of it? Fuck I am confused.

"T-This shouldn’t be possible. I shouldn’t be able to mind link you or hear your thoughts. I am half a vampire and I have limited abilities when it comes to that part of myself and-" she pauses and I really wish I could read her thoughts right now.

"What is it?"

"N-Nothing," she says. I want to push and get my answers but I don’t. I remained impossibly calm which was the greatest feat of all. I don’t know why we can suddenly mind link. Like she said she’s a vampire with limited abilities and we’re two separate supernaturals, it’s not possible. Or was it the sex? The consuming feeling I felt like my heart was being wrapped with something unexplainable. I have had past women... a fair share of it, but it was never like this. Obviously Emma isn’t like them... is that why this is different?

"Maybe because I am a hybrid," she said.

But something tells me it doesn’t have to do with it. Maybe it has to do with the fact I can feel emotions now.

"Or the because you gave me blood and-"

"Why are you trying so hard to convince yourself?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said, rising from the water and I was once again greeted with her stunning body. She’s beautiful, so beautiful that each time I look at her I can’t seem to breathe.

"Don’t stare" she subconsciously runs her hand through her scar.

"I’m staring at something else"

She opened her mouth but said nothing. I meant it when I said that I wouldn’t ask. No matter how hard it gets.

She stepped out of the tub and I’m blessed with the view of her little ass swaying with each movement until it was taken away from me when she wrapped herself with the towel.

"You’re curious Dace I can tell"

"Curious about what?" I played through it.

She huffed facing me with hands on her hips. "I know you, Dace, you want to know, even though you don’t say it I can feel it"

Feel it?

Emma: Yes

"How?"

"I don’t know. I just know questions are burning through you and earlier you seemed confused, overwhelmed like there is a rush"

Not only can I hear a part of her thoughts, she can tell what I am feeling?

I rose and walked out of the tub straight for her and I could feel her pulse skyrocketing, I could feel the coldness of her fingertips and her mind. Without even touching her I could feel it all.

I can feel her emotions.

"Dace?"

I cupped her cheeks and smashed my lips on hers. The action took her off guard but she opened her mouth for me and I took control and devoured every inch of it as my heart beat faster along with hers in the same perfect rhythm. The desperate movement of her mouth, her hands tightly secured on my sides. I grabbed her bottom lip with my teeth and she bit right back at mine until she drew blood, sucking against it eagerly and giving a throaty moan.

I pulled away and she shivered. Keeping our forehead together as I gave raspy breathing.

"This shows how much you can’t escape me now" I declared. "I am in your thoughts and you’re in mine, don’t think for once I will ever let you go"

"Until the partnership ends," she said in a hesitant tone.

"You think this is about the fucking partnership?"

She leveled her gaze and I grabbed her chin to force her gaze back to mine.

"It has nothing to do with it. Get that in your head"

"Then why did you suggest it? Isn’t that what this is to you?" she pushed on my chest and I knew she was in pain, I didn’t need to read her looks to tell, I could feel her pain like it was mine.

"I did it to keep you close"

"Liar!"

"Am I?" I said. "Feel it!" I demanded and she did, Because I could feel a tightening sensation in my chest. "Tell me you don’t want me as much as I do, tell it to my face"

I got silence in return and I got my answer.

"You do want me, Emma... as much as I do too"