Blood Legacy Chapter 24: 24.Nathan the Saint pt.2

He took that hand away from her breast, holding both her wrists shackled in his own hands as he dipped his head again and pressed his lips against hers, taking his time to taste the sweetness of her mouth.

He'd wanted to do this so badly for a while now. Ever since he'd firstly tasted them that day when he'd accidentally marked her.

"Please...do something..." She broke the kiss to whine again, erratically breathing as she peered up at him from under her lashes.

"Please Nate...Help me..." She moaned out, the sound of her wanton and breathless voice calling out his name oh-so-sweetly making his beast growl with desire as he watched her press her thighs together in her desperate search for any kind of relief.

*Fuck...*

"Carina...I..." He was abruptly interrupted by her breathy moan as soon as he gently placed his palm on the side of her waist, his attention drawn by those two perky and luscious mounds moving up and down with every wheezing breath.

"Please Nate...I want it so badly it hurts," She mewled like the fucking enchantress she was, taking his hand in hers to guide it straight to her mouth before she took his thumb and wrapped her lips around it, lightly sucking at it for a few seconds before popping it out of her mouth and giving it a sensual lick, all the while he intently watched, enraptured by that maddening feeling, her sweet scent and the sounds she kept making.

Shit. He couldn't do it. Wasn't supposed to, actually.

He knew that he wanted to. Oh, how badly he wanted to do exactly what she was begging him to. But he couldn't. He couldn't risk destroying whatever tiny ounce of trust she had left in him.

He had to try and mend every crack and every dent he'd previously created instead. He had to somehow make her forgive him for everything he'd done to her, before even daring to dream about a future with her.

He knew how badly he messed it up. And he didn't even realize it up until noticing that she was almost on the verge on falling in love with his beta instead.

She was falling in love with his kindness, his sickly sweet words.

*That fucking bastard.*

His beast growled from within with pure rage and jealousy after those thoughts, feeling more determined than ever, to conquer what had been actually his from the very beginning.

She was HIS betrothed. His soulmate. His destined one, not his beta's.

*I will not lose you to him.*

With that thought in mind, he hooked his fingers around the band of her panties and ripped them off of her body in one clean and swift move, making her squeal.

"Prepare for the ride of your life, sweet-tits," He gave her a devilish look, making her stare at him with utter bewilderment before he lowered his head and started his journey, from her delectable lips to the column of her neck, smirking against her skin as he listened to her hitched breaths and sighs until his mouth wrapped around one of her nipples, earning himself a satisfied moan.

Spurred on by the pleased sounds she was making he continued his trail, his hands wandering over her body as well, one fondling her other breast while the other traced the curve of her perfect body, only stopping once he'd reached her thigh. And with a few more wet kisses and playful bites he lowered himself until reaching that special spot, teasing her with a few more bites and licks on her hip and thigh, throwing her leg over his shoulder before starting his sinful assault on her bare and heated core.

She immediately started to mewl and cry out, her pleased wails increasing in volume, to the point where he actually started to worry that her mom would hear her and come knocking at her door again.

"Keep it down. You're gonna wake the entire goddamn neighbourhood," He paused for a moment to tell her, meeting her surprised stare as he looked up at her, his lips spreading into a wicked grin upon noticing that furious blush in her wet cheeks.

She didn't even get to try and reply as he quickly resumed to his previous activities, licking and sucking at her slit and sweet button until she came apart with a glorious string of mewls, trembling and spasming in his hold whilst he continued to work her until she finally came down from her high.

"Feeling any better, sweet-tits?" He asked her with a devious grin as soon as he raised himself back up to his full height, looking into her visibly tired eyes.

She gave away a barely perceptible nod, her body now lightly trembling from the coldness of that water still pelting down their skins, unsuccessfully trying to preserve some heat as she weakly wrapped her arms around herself.

He quickly turned off the water upon noticing that, wasting no time as he gathered her shivering and exhausted body in his arms and carried her out of the shower cubicle, only stopping to retrieve a towel and wrap it around her body before taking her in his arms again and carrying her all the way to her bed.

Carefully placing her there, he then went to search for something comfortable to wear and a pair of panties for her, hastily grabbing the first two items he could get his hands on; a t-shirt and a pair of simple black hipster briefs.

However, as soon as he returned to help her dress up he noticed that she was already half-asleep, her lips slightly parted as she let out slow and calm breaths of air.

*Wow. These heat symptoms must've taken a real toll on her,* he thought as he looked at her for a moment before proceeding to dress her himself. So he took that towel covering her body away and threw it somewhere on the floor, taking a deep and encouraging breath as his gaze fell on her body once again, forcefully willing any wicked thoughts away as he touched her as little and careful as possible, dragging those briefs up her legs and over her cute little bum before putting her t-shirt on too, unfortunately managing bother her peaceful slumber as she sleepily moaned out.

"Nathan..."

"Shh, I know, I'm sorry love," He whispered back as he gathered her in his arms once again and moved her so that she could lay her head on a pillow, intending to lay himself down next to her as he knew that she will still need his presence to keep those symptoms at bay when he suddenly remembered that he was still wearing those soaking wet boxers and he could definitely wet her bed if he sat down like that.

"Wet her bed," He whispered with a stifled laugh as he thought about its comical meaning, lightly shaking his head as he went to the bathroom to get rid of them and put his pants back on since he didn't have anything else to wear, unfortunately, and he couldn't exactly sleep naked next to her either.

*Not yet anyway.*

So he discarded them and left them to dry over the towel rack before slipping his pants on, careful enough to take his belt off and leave it in the bathroom as he knew that it was going to be very uncomfortable to sleep for both him and his enchantress if he left it on.

And with quick strides he went back into her room, pulling back the covers and tucking her in first before slipping in next to her, hearing her blow out a sigh. And as drawn to him like a magnet, she immediately turned so that she could face him and scooted as close as possible to his chest, placing her palms against it as she sleepily called out,

"Nate?"

He only hummed in response, gently wrapping his arms around her as he naturally wanted to feel her close too, feeling his wolf sigh with contentment as he took a hearthy whiff of her alluring smell.

"Who was that other dog?"

"What?"

"That dog, that other dog you started fighting in the park that day," She groggily mumbled out from between his pectorals, keeping her eyelids closed.

"Wolf, Carina, not dog. We are wolves, not dogs," He rushed to correct her, his gaze narrowing at the choice of her words.

"He was just a stray, doesn't even matter. But I could sense that he had ill intentions towards you and I couldn't risk having him hurt you. So I turned, also inevitably revealing my wolf to you before fighting the crap out of him," He explained after a sigh, hearing her lightly giggle.

"Wait, did you kill him?" She suddenly asked after a moment, however still keeping her eyelids closed.

"No, I don't think so. He was barely alive but he managed to haul his ass away before I did," He answered with sincerity, secretly glad that he didn't do it though as something told him that she wouldn't have been okay with it.

"But why didn't you want him to hurt me? You keep doing it with no remorse whatsoever. Wait, is it because you're jealous and you actually want to be the only one who does it?"

Even though she said it so casually, sounding like she didn't even care in that specific moment he couldn't help but feel that twisting pain in his guts at the sound of her words, unconsciously wrapping his arms a little tighter around her as he silently suffered, regretting every single second he spent doing all those things he did to her.

"I...you should go to sleep, Carina. We'll talk about this another time," He said with a long sigh, letting that peaceful silence fall between them as he listened to her breaths and heartbeats until they gradually slowed down and evened, indicating that she'd finally fallen asleep.