Blood Legacy (Rewritten)

39. Special connexion

My skin lightly tingled, stirring me from my peaceful sleep. I could still feel it as I didn't bother opening my eyes or even move for that matter, taking but a few moments to take notice of those warm puffs of air caressing my shoulder with every soft breath.
My brows furrowed, not even getting the time to wonder what was going on or where I was as the feel of another body so close to mine, skin on skin had me reeling with shock and outrage, mere seconds before the last night's events came crashing down.

Fuck.

I tried not to move, or even breathe for that matter as I listened to the sounds of his calm and steady breaths, my body and mind though going into overdrive as I couldn't help but sink myself into a hole of panic and embarrassment.

Shit. What the fuck did I do? What the hell was I even thinking?

I bit my lip, feeling my cheeks quickly heating up as I dared think about the way I practically forced him to have sex with me.
I rapidly blinked away those images and sensations of him so sensually sliding in and out of me, the memory of his beautiful and powerful body hovering above mine as he made me cry out his name, over and over again as we made love multiple times throughout the night, until I lastly collapsed from the exhaustion.

I cursed that damned heat to the moon and back, wallowing in utter mortification as I laid there as still as a statue, my heart so violently pounding inside my chest. I desperately prayed to whatever gods were out there, wishing for him to keep sleeping for as long as possible as I seriously dreaded the moment he'd finally wake up.
I even toyed with the option of trying to escape from his warm and incredibly comfortable embrace, my heart-rate spiking as soon as I felt his arms wrap a little tighter around me in response to my sneaky attempt to gently push myself just a tiny bit further away from him.

"No..."

"Don't go, love..."

My eyes widened and my cheeks quickly heated up again upon realizing that I had inadvertently managed to wake him up with my stupid squirming around, mentally berating myself as I hesitated to even breathe again.

"No don't worry, love. I didn't mind you waking me up,"

My brows immediately furrowed, a little puzzled as I was pretty damn sure that I hadn't uttered a single word out loud yet.

What the...

I paused for a moment, trying to figure out what just happened. Was I going crazy or something?

I quickly heard him chuckle as if in response to my last thought, confusing the hell out of me, my eyes widening again upon the casual realization that maybe he could read my thoughts too through that weird mumbo-jumbo bond thingy.

"Hey, don't call it like that. It's our special connection, little mate,"

I immediately shrieked, thoroughly freaked-out as I was pretty sure I heard his words echoing in my mind instead of being spoken out loud, my limbs flailing as I scrambled to get out of his hold as fast as possible.

"What the fuck!" I cried out, my heart threatening to beat out of my chest as I pushed myself to the other end of the bed, gathering the sheets to my chest as I pressed my back against the headboard.

"What the hell is happening? What did you do to me?"

I watched him raise himself into a sitting position too, raising his palms into a surrendering manner as he peered at me with what could only be described as concern.

However, I blinked a few times in astonishment as I inexplicably started to yearn for the heat of his body, to have him hold me again as I kissed that negative expression away from his beautiful features.

"Easy there, princess. You don't have to be afraid. Nothing's happening to you, I promise,"

"Why did I hear you in my head?" My voice trembled, strangely disarmed by that gentleness in his naturally enticing voice.

"That's just our bond. It happens naturally. Our connexion is stronger, now that we've almost completed our mating ritual,"
I lightly blushed at the sound of that, realizing that he was talking about our...intensive activities last night.

"You can do it too if you want to," He offered me a warm smile, making my heart flutter as I couldn't help but stare in awe at him.

Wow. I didn't realize that I was staring like a total creep, admiring that pearly-white and perfect smile, his sexy dimples and those glimmering emeralds until I suddenly heard his sensuous whisper echo in my head,
"It's okay baby. I feel it too. You can come closer if you want to. I won't bite. Unless you want me to,"

My gaze widened, startled by the unexpected intrusion,
"S-stay out of my head!"

He had the audacity to chuckle in response, annoying me to no end as before I could debate whether to continue this conversation I climbed off of the bed instead, driven by sheer impulse as I snatched the sheets away too and wrapped them around my body, not even bothering to throw him one last glance as I stomped my way towards the bathroom.

I was about to cross that remaining distance and reach the door when a powerful tug at the sheets covering my body had me stumbling back with a shriek, barely managing to keep them from falling as I turned around at lightning speed, face contorting with disbelief as I noticed the way his bare foot pressed on that corner that trailed on the floor, preventing me from moving any further.

"What the f-" I was about to press a hand against his equally naked chest and give him a hard shove when his arm suddenly shot out of nowhere and pulled me closer against him instead, allowing me to feel his body heat and that incredibly alluring scent that seemed to cling to his skin no matter what.

"Why do you keep running away, Carina? Whenever we talk about us, about everything that represents our bond you're the first one fleeing. Why are you running away? What are you so scared of?"

"You."