Blood Legacy Chapter 22: 22.So it's either sex with you or no sex at all?!?

"I'm what?" I stifled a laugh as I couldn't help but think how stupid that sounded, watching his expression remain unchanged as he repeated with a sober tone,

"You're going into heat,"

I started laughing, obviously having a hard time even trying to take into consideration what he was saying.

"Eww. First of all, that actually sounds gross," I continued to laugh, taking ahold of his shirt as that dizziness was starting to creep up on me again.

"You mean like some damn animal or something?"

His eyes narrowed at me, remaining silent though as he waited for me to sober up.

"How are you so sure though? I'm just a human, in case you forgot. Maybe I just have a random virus and you're wrong," I countered back. I didn't believe him. Not a single word. He wasn't making any damn sense anyway. Heat. How the hell could I ever get into heat? I'm not a damn fucking cat for Christ's sake!

"I am sure because I can smell it on you,"

"What? How the hell-"

*Okay, time to start feeling concerned,* I thought as I quickly remembered that he was a supernatural being after all and they all seemed to have these crazy heightened abilities anyway, so maybe there was something actually wrong with me that he'd managed to pick up.

My lips parted as I stared up at him, barely even noticing the feel of his hands on the back of my thighs as he effortlessly hoisted me up on the marble counter right next to my sink, his gaze flittering over my body as he added with a grungy voice,

"It's coming out of your every pore,"

*What? Eww! Does that mean that I stink?*

I discreetly tried to sniff myself as he slightly moved to the right and started rummaging through my cabinets, not really feeling anything other than perhaps my vomit breath.

*Ugh.*

"And how does this heat manifest in humans? What's gonna happen to me? Am I going to die?" I curiously asked as I watched him come up with a pack of makeup-removing wet wipes, his gaze passing over my features as he placed his hands either side of my thighs at the edge of the counter, pausing for a moment.

"No, you're just going to feel very sick and hot unless..." He trailed off, simply gazing into my eyes as I closely waited for his answer, his momentary hesitance invoking a sense of frustration within me.

"Unless what?" I pressed on, my brows raising.

"Unless we go through the mating ritual, meaning that we will have to have sex,"

"WHAT?"

"Yeah, it's either you have sex with me or get through this excruciating phase for a week," He casually said like it was the easiest thing in the world, proceeding to pull out a few wipes as he started removing that smudged makeup off of my face all the while I simply stared back at him, entirely baffled.

*What the fuck?!?*

"You're lying," I voiced out the first thing that passed through my mind as I took ahold of his arm, putting a halt to his actions.

"Why would I?" He expressed a small shrug.

"Because you've said it yourself; you want to have me. You want to make me yours by any means necessary," My gaze narrowed at him, trying to gauge his reaction as I had basically just called him out.

He did say that at the dance. I could clearly remember it, even if I was currently feeling like shit.

"I can easily assure you that I'm not. Not in this case. You can go and ask your dearest David if you don't believe me," He spewed out that last sentence with a rather mocking tone, giving me a pointed look before resuming to his previous task of removing any makeup left on my face.

"Plus I don't need to force you or lie my way into your bed. You are already mine, and when the time comes, you will come to me on your own will," He said that with such firm conviction, making me raise a brow.

"Wow, I gotta say your confidence never ceases to amaze me," I let out an incredulous chuckle, lightly shaking my head. Well, as much as I could since the room seemed to be spinning with me every time I tried making a quicker move.

"Why do I need to have sex with you though, in order to get through this...heat or whatever? Can't I just have sex with someone else? Anybody else for that matter?" I casually said as I took a few wipes from the pack too and started removing that black and white paint from his face as it was kinda freaking me out, suddenly receiving an angered grunt from him, his fingers wrapping around my wrists and putting my actions to an effective halt as he growled out,

"It doesn't work like that. You are mine. You are bearing my mark. You are MY soulmate, the bond will not allow you to cross me like that,"

My brows furrowed, not exactly liking the way that sounded. So, according to this stupid bond he kept talking about it was either sex with him or no sex at all? How the fuck was that even fair?

"What about you though? Does this "bond" as you call it, allow you to go around fucking other girls?" I asked as now I was genuinely curious to know how it worked in that crazy, fucked-up head of his.

"I haven't touched another ever since I found out that you are mine," He so seriously vowed, not missing a single beat as he looked right back into my eyes, his grip loosening around my wrists.

Oh wow. Okay. Now I felt kinda weirdly unfaithful as I thought about how I almost kissed David a few times tonight, even after toying with the crazy hypothesis that Nathan might have feelings for me in his own twisted way.

Fuck I was even about to have sex with him too if he would've given in and started kissing me!

I awkwardly cleared out my throat, averting my gaze as I busied myself with the task of putting away that dirtied wipe before pulling out another from the pack.

"And when did you find out that I was yours?" I calmly asked after ridding myself of those crazy thoughts, resuming back to cleaning up his face.

"The moment I tasted your blood, that day when my wolf forced me to bite you and I ended up accidentally marking you," He said, making me pause again to give him an incredulous look.

"You mean that you did this by accident?" I pointed out to that ugly scar proudly standing out on my neck, watching him express a small nod as he looked at it.

"Yeah. I would've never...Hell, I don't even know what got into me, that day, that damned fucking day!"

"I've sworn to never..." He abruptly stopped himself as if the words pained him, his emerald green eyes filling with raw emotion as he peered between my own for a moment.

"What? Never what?" I urged him to continue as I was so curious to find out what he was about to say, placing my hands on his shoulders.

However, he didn't get to say anything more as I suddenly let out a loud gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders as another wave of scorching heat washed right over me again, this one way more powerful than the others.

"Easy, just breathe," He soothingly whispered, feeling the cooling touch of his hand on the side of my neck while the other rested on my thigh.

"Ugh, I hate you, I hate you so damn much! You did this to me, didn't you? This is happening because of you!" I breathlessly grunted as that pain in my lower abdomen started to gradually increase again, making me bend forwards and rest my forehead against his left pectoral as I struggled to catch my breath.

"Shh, just calm down, breathe," I could hear him say between my wheezing breaths, his hand moving to rub circles on my back.

"Don't tell me to calm down you crazy fucker!" I growled out as that pain in my lower stomach only intensified, bringing tears to my eyes as I grabbed fistfuls of his shirt and buried my face in his chest, forcing myself to power through the pain.

"Oh, it hurts! Why does it hurt so bad?" I whined with dejection, tilting my head backwards to look up at his blurry and smudged face, just casually noticing that the touch of his skin on my mine was actually having a certain soothing effect as he gently traced his fingers over my cheek, his other hand lowering to my waist as he moved closer, standing right in between my thighs.

"Come here," He said and pulled me even closer against him until my front was pressed against his, letting me feel the warmth of his body enveloping mine as he wrapped his arms around me, passingly noticing how incredibly good he smelt too as I finally managed to take a hearthy inhale, that pain in my body slowly subsiding, only to slowly feel that increase in temperature.

*Oh...*

It felt just like a mild discomfort at first, my arms though wrapping around his torso to hold him tighter and closer as I didn't want to let him go and risk feeling that excruciating pain again, just relishing in his calming touch until it became a little harder to ignore, making me squirm and push myself a few inches away from him.

"Is it just me or it's suddenly hotter in here?" I looked up at him, watching his brows furrow as he stared back at me, unsure of what to say next as I gradually started to feel hotter and hotter, to the point where beads of sweat started to form on my skin, making me feel as if I was in a damn sauna room.

"Oh my god, I feel so hot! Why do I feel so hot?" I fanned myself, feeling my skin getting so sticky with moisture and every clothing article on my body so damn suffocating, to the point where I could barely breathe again.

"Carina,-"

"I can't stand this anymore, get me out of this dress," I started to agitatedly squirm and fret as I panted like a tired horse, pulling at my skirt like a crazy person as Nathan stood there like a damn idiot, hesitating to react.

"Carina-"

"Get me out of this fucking dress!"

He didn't waste a single moment longer and finally took a firm hold of both sides at the back of my dress, tearing it apart in one easy and swift move before taking it completely off of my body.

*Oh shit.*

How the hell could I forget that I wasn't wearing a bra?