Blood Legacy (Rewritten)

•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 have said that he'd have to.