BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 477: Drink

Chapter 477: Drink

I disconnected the call before Emilia could get another word in, shutting the phone off and pushing myself up from the bed.

My eyes scanned the room, searching for a place where I could toss the damn thing or a high enough spot that Emma couldn’t reach or even think to look.

But with my chaotic thoughts, I gave in to an impulse and crushed the device, flinging the pieced to a corner with a frustrated growl.

Damn it, I’m such an idiot! I know better than this. But the fear of losing her again fucked me up, driving my reckless actions. I refused to let the past repeat itself.

All I craved was more time with her, just the two of us in this secluded cabin, far from the rest of the world. Just a little more time. I would sacrifice anything just for this to last longer.

An hour passed, yet I still couldn’t muster the silence that I desperately needed. Scenes from five years ago continued to haunt me, driving me deeper into the far corners of my mind. I had fought enough with the memory of Emma’s lifeless body in my arms, but now the vision of her clan taking her away from me seemed far more than a vivid nightmare. A beacon to where all this was fucked up in the first place.

"Dace?" The soft sound of her voice sliced through the madness within me, freezing me in place. The mere sound of it had the power to bring me to my knees. Right now, I would willingly crawl to her if she asked.

"Fuck! I need to calm down," I muttered through clenched teeth.

Snatching a pack of cigarettes, I shoved one between my lips, eagerly torching the tip with my zippo. This wasn’t about stalling my bloodlust anymore; it was about taming the raging nerves that wanted to eat me alive.

Her soft tapping caught my attention, and I turned to find her standing there.

I ran a hand through my hair, meeting her sleepy eyes. The sheets she clutched were slipping from her grasp, revealing her pale complexion. A sharp intake of breath and a hard swallow confirmed what I needed to know.

"My head hurts," she murmured, her voice barely audible. Squeezing her eyes shut to silence the pain but it would only make it worse.

I could tell.

I took the last drag of my cigar, stubbing the bottom in the ashtray beside me

"Come here," I murmured, sinking back into the couch and waiting for her to approach. She moved sluggishly, and I worried she might trip, but she managed to reach me. I pulled her down on my lap.

"You know, if you ask, I’ll give it," I whispered my breath flushing her neck and her cheeks and neck reddened by the action.

"It’s just a headache," she said weakly.

"No," I shook my head. "It’s not."

"You can be as stubborn as you want, but not with this," I said.

Another gulp from her, and I knew she would find it difficult to speak now.

With a smile on my lips, I tilted my head towards her, inviting her in, and her eyes widened in surprise.

"I-I thought that’s a vulnerable part for w-werelions?" she stammered, her voice trembling.

"Yes?" I replied, though I still didn’t understand her hesitation. "You’re my female, baby."

Her gaze locked on my neck, hunger swirling in her eyes and her fangs descending instantly. The mere sight of it sent a surge of desire through me.

"Now or never, baby," I urged, feeling the tension build between us.

In a heartbeat, she brought her face to my neck, and I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of her cold breath against my skin.

Her hands dugged in my hair, sending shivers down my spine.

Causing the darkness haunting my mind to shut out.

With her, there was nothing but peace, the lingering horrors and guilt that still ate through me but with Emma here, alive, breathing, all the horrors faded away.

She was my fucking anchor.

A chill ran through me as I felt her wet tongue trace running through my throat, focused on my pulsing vein there.

"You’re being a tease," I growled, and her soft giggle forced a smile from me.

Her hands tightened in my hair, and then I felt the sharp tip of her fangs. Logically, my primal instinct urged me to react, given the vulnerable position, but I fought it off, holding onto her tightly as her fangs broke my skin.

I could feel my beast trying to claw out from its home, my fangs threatening to emerge, and my bones on the verge of reshaping. But I controlled myself, refusing to succumb to the animalistic urges.

She pulled away abruptly, her breathing heavy, her chest heaving as the sheets slipped off to exposed her breasts. "I thought you said it’s okay," she rasped, her lips glistening with my blood, and in that moment, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

I took the back of her neck and pulled her back to my neck, urging her to finish what she had started. She hesitantly took another drink, and a growl erupted from my throat. I didn’t want her to stop, yet at the same, I fought with control.

Mentally scolding my beast, I urged it to surrender and allow our female to feed, but all I received in response was a disapproving growl.

"Roll your hips," I rasped.

Emma quickly complied, grinding against me, stirring the desire between us. I hoped it would keep my beast from lashing out, instead of submitting to the bloodlust.

Emma continued to drink, completely lost in the taste and appeal of my blood, while I struggled to keep us both grounded. Using one hand to lift her waist, I used the other to unzip my jeans, freeing my eager cock, attempting to burst. Gently, I guided her down and buried myself deep inside her.

"Yes!" I moaned as Emma continued to roll her hips. I remained still, letting her take control and pleasure herself.

"You’ll drain me dry, baby girl," I mused. If I were human I would’ve been on the verge of passing out, thankfully I’m not.

She pulled away, the crimson liquid of my blood trailing down her neck to her chest, a sight I knew I’d never forget.

"Let’s stay here for a few more days," I declared, unable to stop myself.

"Are you sure? I thought there are not—"

"I’ll handle it...besides," I interrupted, gripping her ass cheeks and guiding her up and down my cock. "I’m still not yet mentally stable."

"O-Okay," she agreed, her voice breathless with desire.