Blood Legacy Chapter 66: *Part Two*

*Holy shit.*

I could feel a light sheen of perspiration coating my skin, the mild breeze barely managing to cool down my heated body, my nether regions equally damp as I watched him. I licked my lips, my throat dry with a different kind of thirst as my gaze followed those fluid and powerful movements, greedily drinking in every inch of bared skin. That loose black tank top fell so lazily on his torso, revealing his muscle-corded arms and those bulging pecs that peeked out from the sides every time he tilted his body or raised his arms, giving me such a delicious view.

I thickly swallowed, having long since drowned out my girls' conversation as I sat there on those bleachers, drooling over Nathan like some sex-starved weirdo as I watched him play basketball with David and Christian and some other dudes from our class.

I wanted him. I didn't know if I was going back into that stupid heat or whatever, but ever since he kissed me that night at the bonfire, it was all I could think about. I couldn't even go five minutes without having to constantly fantasize about his hands on my body and those lips on mine.

His strong body over my own, making me sweat and moan as he-

*Shit.*

I forcefully stifled those thoughts as I suddenly noticed him approach, dumbly blinking a few times in response at that knowing smirk that made its appearance on his face.

He stopped right in front of me, blatantly disregarding anything and anyone else as he held my gaze, inadvertently coaxing me to do the same.

*"Enjoying the show, my queen?"*

I watched as he grabbed the water bottle from the lower bench and unscrewed its cap, bringing it to his lips and then proceeding to take long and greedy gulps.

*"Shut up,"* I hissed through the bond, my traitorous gaze though already trailing over the column of his neck, watching it bob as he swallowed the liquid. Fuck. Even that looked sexy.

*"Hmm. It seems like you have a bad case of weeping kitty. Need a little help with that?"*

I almost gasped out loud at the sound of his bold and naughty words ringing in my mind, my stupid body though only reacting even stronger as I could feel another trickle of liquid heat seep through my pussy in response.

*Fucking-*

I suddenly forgot how to breathe as he leaned closer, placing that bottle back in its place. His gaze was still holding my own hostage, dropping for the briefest moment on my lips as his voice echoed so sensually in my mind again,

*"I really like the way you look in this cheerleading outfit. The skirt, in particular. It makes me think about how nice it would be to have you bent over as I bunch it up over your ass and shove myself right into you,"*

I was at a loss for thoughts, let alone words. I didn't think that my face could get any hotter or my poor heart could pump any harder until he surprised the hell out of me, making me blink in utter astonishment as he leaned over and gave me a gentle peck on the lips, right there and then for the whole world to see.

I could swear I heard a gasp and a few whispers, my mind however still reeling from the shock as I could only stare back into those emerald eyes, noticing that devilish smirk spreading over his lips as he gave me one last look before returning to his game.

**

The warm water pelted down my body as I stood under the shower head, absently staring at the tile wall. My loofah and shower gel were long since forgotten, sitting unused as my mind drifted further away from reality, still thinking about that kiss. That small yet so meaningful kiss that he gave me, for the whole world to see that I was his. *He was publicly claiming me*, just like the wolfy girls had said that he'd have to.

Which could only mean that he had actually accepted his role as future king, and now he was trying to claim his bride so that he could ascend on the throne.

He wanted this. *He wanted to do it.* And for some fucked-up reason, I wasn't entirely against it. I didn't know why or how it happened but suddenly, I wasn't feeling so...*appalled* by the idea.

I mean, it could be worse, right? He could've been some ugly-ass motherfucker or some old and gross dude I would be forced to endure for the rest of my life -or his, whatever- since we were bound by that stupid vow like dad said and there was nothing I could do anyway. But fortunately, he wasn't. Very far from it, actually.

He was unbelievably hot and kinda nice as it turned out. Okay, way too hot for his own good if I were to actually admit -*which I don't and never will.*

*Goddamnit Care, you're so fucking dumb. You're falling for the guy and you're falling so damn hard.*

"Jesus,"

I almost jumped out of my body as a pair of warm hands snuck on my hips, one of them being quick to land on my mouth instead before that terrified scream could even break out.

*"Shh, relax, it's just me, love,"*

But my heart refused to settle, starting to pump even harder instead as I could feel that naked skin plastered against my own, robbing me of a breath as I could feel those sexy muscles press against my back as he held me close in such a gentle yet tantalizing way.

Yet before I could even think about giving in or letting him do anything more I quickly ripped myself away from his heated embrace and spun around, careful enough to cover my lady bits and tits with my hands as I stared up at him with disbelief.

"Oh my god what the fuck are you doing in here?!?"

"Let's say that I didn't have any shower gel left and I...kinda wanted you to help me wash," He casually answered with a suggestive raise of his brows, that stupid wicked smirk once again displaying on his lips as he looked down at me with blatant desire.

"Shit, did anybody see you coming in here?" I dumbly asked in my panic-induced state, watching him still smile at me like the psycho motherfucker he was.

"Well, the girls did but before you ask, no, they were not naked and neither was I. So there wasn't any weirdness going on. But I did throw them out though,"

I almost gasped with utter mortification, stunned into silence as I stared up at him.

"Because I wanted a moment alone with you. And I also didn't want them hearing your pleasured moans and cries. I knew that it would embarrass you, the thought of them hearing you get it on," He simply explained with a shrug, receiving a few stunned blinks in reply.

"Oh my god! What the fuck!"

"Are you that dense? They will know anyway since you just waltzed your way in here! Are you fucking crazy?"

"What can I say, I am crazy for you. I just wanted to wait and surprise you when we got home but then you started to stare at me like that and you sent me all those nasty thoughts through the bond...It kinda drove me wild,"

"I can still feel it. Your lust," He tentatively stepped closer, making me thickly swallow and force my gaze to stay glued to his as I had already noticed what was going on lower on his body from my peripheral vision, my thighs clenching on their own as all those thoughts about him came back full force.

*Fuck.*

"I know when my queen yearns for me. I can feel your body call out for my own. And I can only comply. Like I said, anything my queen desires, I will do,"

"So what do you say, Carina?" His head tilted as he stared at me with those enchanting eyes of his.

"Do you want me to quench your thirst? Do you want me to come closer and offer you what I have or do you want me to go away?"

Shit.