Blood Legacy (Rewritten)

67. Babysitter pt.2

"But for now, let's play," He showed me that devilish smirk of his, his blackened gaze trailing over me as if trying to undress me with that action only.

My cheeks bloomed with heat, disarmed by the sight of his appreciative stare, feeling my core tingling at the thought of him touching me. Well, Nathan's wolf instead of him. I mean, it was still Nathan's body, only his mind was currently occupied by his wolf side -God, I swear this is so fucking confusing!

"Do you want to play, little mate?" My breath hitched at the feeling of his fingers gently trailing over my chest, abruptly pulled back into the moment.

"I can feel that you're aroused. I can smell your desire for us," His gaze flashed with that glowing golden for a second, my breaths increasing their tempo as I stared at that claw that sprouted from his index finger with such little effort, using it to trace over my t-shirt and cut it open in one swift move.

My eyes widened, a little shaken yet impressed nonetheless by his precision.
Not a single inch of my skin was actually harmed. Or even touched.
And let me tell you, that thing looked fucking sharp as hell.

Holy shit.

"Do you want to play with me, little mate?" His head tilted to the side, licking his lips as his eyes fell on my cleavage, staring at it as if it was a piece of tasty fresh meat, well, two pieces but whatever.

"I wanna play too. I wanna have you, I'm tired of him getting to worship your body whilst I sit in the back and listen," He complained, expressing something close to a dissatisfied pout.

"I wanna touch you too,"

"Would you allow me to touch you, little mate?" I hissed at the sudden feeling of his palm on my thigh, slowly moving upwards until he reached the hem of my skirt, my pussy tingling again as he stopped so impossibly close.

Oh my god.

"Can I do it? Can I touch you here?" My lips escaped the tiniest mewl as he traced his thumb over my underwear, only now noticing that I was actually soaking wet as I could feel the damp material sticking against my folds.

He immediately reacted at the sound of it, his eyes flashing with that glowing golden again before pressing his thumb against my pussy again, this time keeping it there as he started massaging me through my underwear.

My hips bucked, blinded by the wonderful sensation as he continued to work me, letting out small cries and whimpers.

"Do you like this? Do you like my touch?"

Yes! I wanted to cry out and even beg for more, lusting for more of that pleasurable feeling as I started to desperately push myself against his hand.

Holy shit this feels so fucking good!

He growled with approval as he watched me squirm and rub myself against him, making me squeal as he suddenly ripped my panties off in one quick move.
And before I could even realize what was happening I was already straddling his lap, my mind still trying to comprehend how the hell he moved so fast when his palms went right over my butt-cheeks, earning himself another startled squeal from me.
My arms immediately went around the back of his neck in my struggle to search for support, the sight of his lusty gaze making my cheeks heat up again and my stomach fill up with butterflies.

I couldn't get enough of it. I liked being touched by him. I liked the way he looked at me -whether it was him or his wolf- because even if I still didn't know much about what it meant to be a wolf; I could tell that he was very much a part of him. His wolf. They were two halves of the same being.

His eyes flashed again, feeling the way his fingers dug into my butt-cheeks as he pulled me closer against him, allowing me to feel that raging hardness poking from underneath his black jeans.

I let out a small mewl, followed by an electrifying shiver wracking throughout me at the arousing sensation of his erection teasing at my folds through that rough fabric.

Oh god I wanted this.

"You smell delicious, little mate," He murmured, using one hand to push my hair away and bare my neck to him, inhaling another whiff of my scent.
"Your lust for me smells amazing," His hand wrapped around the nape of my neck, his gaze lowering to my lips before he pulled me closer and pushed his tongue out, drawing a languid lick over my lower lip.
"You taste incredible too,"

"I want more," He growled and before I could even react he had his tongue inside my mouth, giving me hot and wet kisses whilst that hand that was still groping my ass-cheek suddenly moved lower, his fingers trailing past my bumhole before reaching my heated and very wet center.

My lips parted to form an "o" shape as I felt his fingers prodding at my opening, giving me sensual caresses.

"Mm...yes..." I started to moan out, carelessly dragging my lips against his as he continued to tease me, flicking that nub and then passing over my slit for a few times before slowly pushing a finger inside, earning himself a longer and louder moan.

"That's it. I can make you feel good too. I can make you sing for me,"

He didn't waste time and started pumping in and out, making me chase again for that blissful high as I eventually started to move against his hand, feeling so fucking good.

"Yes...Oh my god...Nate..." I mewled out his name, my arms clenching against his shoulders as that pleasure continued to build.
He didn't stop sliding in and out of me, keeping a slow and sensual pace, his other hand fisting my hair and forcing my chin up as he tugged a little at it, giving me that same aroused look before starting to kiss me again.

He pecked and nibbled at my lips, giving me one playful bite before he suddenly stopped pumping that finger in and out of me, making me whimper from the loss of that incredible sensation.

I watched as he brought that hand close to his mouth and placed that still wet finger inside, tasting it.

Holy shit. That was so fucking hot.

"Mm. Sweet. I wanna taste more," His eyes flashed again, and before I could even take a second breath I was already lying on my back again over the carpeted floor, eyelashes fluttering with bewilderment as I watched him lower himself over my body.