Blood Legacy Chapter 23: 23. Nathan the Saint

"This is so not what I was expecting to see tonight," He mindlessly mumbled under his breath, eyes wide as he stared at the two perky and perfectly round mounds on her slender torso.

*Holy shit they're fucking perfect.*

His body immediately started to ache with another fresh wave of lust after such long time spent in her presence, smelling her arousing scent, lips parted with awe as he stared at her mouth-watering body for another moment, absolutely loving the way she looked wearing only those lacy white panties and her combat boots.

"No! Stop it! Don't look at me like that! I don't like it!" She quickly wrapped one arm over her beautiful breasts, her cheeks flushed as she took that pack of wet wipes and chucked it at him in a failed attempt to make him stop.

He easily dodged the flying object with a simple tilt of his head, watching her try to cover herself some more as she wrapped both arms around herself and crossed her knees, purposely avoiding his gaze as he approached her again.

"Just go away! I can handle this on my own!"

"Sure you can," He sarcastically replied with an unimpressed look, hearing that struggle in her breaths and the faster pump of her heart as tiny beads of sweat continued to form on her forehead and chest, indicating that she was only starting to feel worse.

"N-no! S-stop!" Her breath hitched within her throat as soon as his palm made contact with her cheek into a gentle touch, keeping it there for a few seconds as he peered into her beautiful blue eyes.

"You're burning up," He quietly said with worry, peering between her eyes for another second before taking a step back, his mind already set on what he needed to do to help her.

"Wait, what are you doing?!?" She asked, eyes widening as she watched him start unbuttoning his shirt with quick and flawless moves, managing to discard it in mere seconds.

"Calm down, you can barely stand on your own two feet and I need to get you into that shower to cool down. I'm not gonna wet the only clothes I have with me," He easily dismissed her concern, continuing to undress as he went for his belt and pants next, feeling her eyes on him and a certain tension in the air starting to build up as soon as his fingers touched the buckle, that maddening scent of hers only increasing in intensity.

Brow raised, he paused his actions and directed his gaze to her, pleasantly surprised to notice the way his mate's eyes closely followed every single muscle movement from his part.

*Oh.*

She was actually enjoying the show.

He expressed a side smirk, deliberately slowing down a notch as he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, keeping his eyes on her as he pulled down the zipper then took them off, watching her thickly swallow as she sat there, mildly trembling from time to time yet completely silent, her arms still wrapped around herself even though it was painfully obvious that she could barely stand that increased temperature burning up her body from within.

He fastly discarded his shoes and socks, purposely leaving his underwear on as he didn't want to scare her away or possibly create any further complications and approached her again in two strides, looking into her tortured eyes once before lowering himself to help her discard her boots.

However, the moment his hand gently touched her bare calf a shiver wracked throughout her entire body, leaving her breathless and gasping for air again, eyes wide as she peered down at him.

"What the fuck! How are you doing this?" She incredulously spewed out as she watched him unlace and take off her shoes first before taking her socks off too, her gaze following him as he straightened himself back up after finishing that task.

"Why am I starting to feel like this?" She quietly questioned as she peered into his eyes.

"Like what?" He innocently asked back, expressing a lazy smirk as he watched her eyes droop and her lips part with want, almost on the verge of moaning out as he trailed his fingers over her thigh into a simple caress, barely touching her.

Her breathing became heavy, seeming to have arrived to that final lusty stage of her heat as she squirmed over that counter, pressing her thighs together.

"Like I want you to do those things you said to me," She rather timidly admitted, making him stop and stare at her for a moment, his jaw clenching as his wolf immediately reacted at the sound of that.

*No. Down boy, now's not the time.*

Even though he did like playing with her like this, watching her squirm and beg for his attention, he did not want to take advantage of her in this vulnerable state. He knew that she was currently not thinking straight anymore as the heat periods tended to have this certain effect on a newly-mated female, making her so much more submissive and willing to complete the mating ritual. But once it was over, she would regain her wits and possibly hate him forever as she evidently wasn't ready to be with him yet as she'd so painfully declared during their every encounter so far.

He blew out a heavy sigh, forcing his wolf to retreat as he pretended to ignore what she just said and proceeded to take off all those pins holding her hair up instead, careful not to pull at it as he took them out one by one, as gentle and slow as possible.

"I take it you don't want to anymore?" Her voice sounded so meek and disappointed, making him stop to look at her face for a moment.

Yet before he could even wrack his brain for a plausible reply his abdominal muscles contracted, taken by surprise by the touch of her fingers dancing on his skin as she delicately caressed him, leaving a blazing trail in their wake.

"Your little buddy seems to think otherwise," She commented with a giggle after a glance downwards between them, to his shock even boldly reaching out to touch him there.

"Carina," He grunted with a disapproving tone, being fast to grab her wrist and stop her from committing that grave and irreversible error.

"What? You said you wanted to fuck me hard and fast, well, now's your chance," She replied with a challenging tone, leaving him speechless as he watched her spread her knees and take that arm away that was covering her delectable breasts, making his beast growl with unbridled desire.

*Fuck.*

"Why do you have to be so goddamn infuriating?" He frustratedly grunted under his breath, almost on the verge of throwing a punch into her poor cabinets as he forcefully reined himself in and took her in his arms with a rather quick and brutal move, earning himself a frightened yelp.

And in two lightning fast strides he was already in the shower cubicle with her still in his arms, not wasting a single moment longer as he lowered her onto her feet and made her lean against the nearest wall before he turned the cold water on full blast, making her gasp and startle at the sudden impact of the cold water with her burning skin.

He didn't even react though, standing still as he watched her like a hawk would its prey, unsure whether that cold shower was for her or rather the both of them as that raging desire still burned within him with a vengeance, driving his wolf to the brink of madness.

He wanted her. He wanted her so badly he could barely contain himself, his blood boiling in his veins and his heart threatening to get out of his chest as he shakily placed his hands against the wall either side of her head in an attempt to keep himself from touching her.

"Whoah, look at these guns! I don't remember you looking so damn sexy!" She cheekily commented after a look at his arms, sensually biting her lower lip.

*Sure you don't.*

He rolled his eyes, remembering the way she looked at him that day in the forest when he rescued her from being mugged by those two hobos.

"Can I have a bite out of this?" She pushed herself closer to his left arm, looking at his bicep as if it were a tasty apple, her hands gingerly touching his waist before he quickly placed his hands on her shoulders and firmly pushed her back against that wall, his wolf being so close to getting out as he practically growled at her,

"Carina, I'm gonna need to ask you to stop before I do something that we will both regret later,"

"Like what?"

*Like ripping those panties off of you and taking you against this shower wall until your legs give out,* was what he really wanted to say, his lips remaining sealed though as he took a few deep and calming breaths instead.

*Goddamnit.*

Who knew that she would be so difficult to deal with in this state. He was barely holding on by a thread as it was yet she seemed so hell-bent on trying to break his resolve.

It was as if deep down, she actually wanted to have sex with him, regardless of how the heat was affecting her.

"Come on, please do something. This isn't working," She whined, refferring to the cold water as she looked up at him like a sad puppy, starting to squirm and fret again as that nagging feeling in her body seemed to be only increasing.

"I feel too hot and...wet and needy," She almost moaned out after that last word, looking at him up and down as she bit her lip again with desire, her hands seeming to have a mind of their own as one cupped one of her breasts, making him thickly swallow while the other descended over her toned stomach towards a certain direction, the sight of her actions driving him crazy with want.

"Nate, I can't take this anymore,"

"I need to-"

She didn't get to finish that sentence as he practically lunged at her and covered her mouth with his, pushing those hands away from her body before replacing them with his.