BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 482: More Lies

Chapter 482: More Lies

I waited for Emma to make her move, I hadn’t broken eye contact with her for the past two minutes, and I was becoming impatient not because of waiting but how much I wanted to touch her. She was the one who suddenly suggested this fucking game, separate couches and a stool at the center were not cutting it out for me.

The starved feeling was never ending, the urge to touch her and feel her, I knew she was getting back at me for making her sore.

"Fuck!" she silently cursed before making her move, playing her queen against me.

"Took you long enough" I mused. The sooner we are done with this game the better.

She glared at me as if she could read my thoughts, before narrowing her eyes. "You’re cheating"

"Cheating?" I feigned a hurtful expression. "That’s a strong accusation, Emma, you could get punished for that" Her eyes widened when I mentioned the word punish. My baby was naughty and looking forward to it even if she doesn’t admit it, she might be a sucker for pain but when I inflict the pleasurable kind it’s like she’s on cloud 9.

If I win I get my way and if she wins... well let’s just say I might be sleeping on the couch tonight and that will not fucking happen.

"We’ll get there... when I win" I promised and didn’t intend to make it easier for her, I wanted her in tears but a good kind.

She gulped before that stubborn attitude came up. "If you win"

I played my piece and she frowned deeply, if she kept this up then I’d win for sure. But Emma had a way of always surprising me, she struck a piece that caused the game to go on for another hour, each move I made she would counter it to no end until there were just a few pieces left on the chessboard.

This woman is making me lose my mind.

"Giving up Alexander?"

I snapped my gaze to her instantly and all thinking went out the window the moment my Alpha-given name rolled off her tongue. I know what she’s doing and it’s working. But I remained composed, returning her words with a smile, and played a piece. I had been waiting for this moment, I just let her think she won, it was the fun part. Endurance while waiting for one’s reward.

Her gaze descended and her features morphed into surprise.

"You were focusing too much on me that you forget I already had you from the start, it was a good game though"

"Fuck you" she tipped the board and the pieces fell on the floor.

I raised an eyebrow before leaning back on the couch. "Are you angry because I won?"

She rolled her eyes at me, such a fucking brat, and made me want to punish her more, my cock pulsed at the thought.

"Come here"

She glared at me, giving me those eyes that said she wouldn’t listen. It only made it more fun.

"I won fair and square, and you know what that means, don’t you? You’ve been quite the little brat, testing my patience. But now, it’s my turn to have some fun," I said with a wicked grin on my lips that held promises. She stiffened at my words, her glare morphing into pure desire and anticipation. "Come here"

This time she obeyed, stood to her feet and shifted the stool out of the way. I dragged my gaze from her exposed legs to the t-shirt she wore I wanted so badly to rip off.

"On your knees," I said in a dark tone and she knows better than to defile me right now because my patience with her is gone. But Emma... my sweet fucking Emma did not do as I requested. Okay then... I’ll do it the hard way.

I slid my hand under her t-shirt and caressed my pussy, she gasped and I used that opportunity to force her down my lap and penetrate a finger but I didn’t move it.

"Alexander" she shuddered.

"Yes, my Female?"

"I-It burns"

"Don’t worry, I’ll make it easy for you"

She moaned, placing her hands on my shoulders to steady herself, I’m yet to move my finger, I just let her ease into it as she constantly grew wet for me, her body automatically responding to her mate’s touch.

"M-Move"

"No"

She trailed her hand to my midnight hair and grip so tight I thought she might lose it. "You’re still sore, drip more for me" I commanded, and to my wish she did, to the point she damped my jeans with her wonderful juices.

I was just about to torture her more when I sensed something. I went impossibly still when the realization struck me.

I turned back to Emma. "Go wait for me in the room"

"Dace" she whined.

"Part of your punishment baby" I took my finger out and gave a clean lick off it. "Go"

She gulped before getting off me and leaving. My smile instantly faded as I stood and walked to the door.

The moment I opened it, Grayson was about to knock. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"What else? I’m here for my sister" he attempted to walk in but I stopped him with a hand on his chest, and he glared. Emma and Grayson’s eyes looked the same when pissed off, but I’m not tolerating his.

"She needs time and she needs me"

Grayson sighed taking a step backward with a surprisingly calm composure, I honestly thought he would challenge me more, it would give me a reason to kick his ass.

"The Emma I know wouldn’t say she needed time, especially from her family, she would do anything to get a chance with them again"

Seems like my message got across but Grayson didn’t buy it.

"You’re keeping her here against her will and I don’t like it. Stop being selfish Dace and let her see her family"

"Selfish?" I growled. "Family?! The same family that took her away from me?!"

"Dace, calm down"

"Don’t you fucking tell me to calm down! I don’t care if I’ve to keep her locked up here forever, she’s not leaving!"

"Dace!" he snapped, his eyes were not on me this time but behind me.

Slowly I turned and found Emma staring at me like I just shattered her whole world.