Dace seed lost in his senses right now, his head drew back against the pillow and his eyes shut, his grip on my waist slightly painful. He did nothing else than that as he allowed to keep grinding him with my lower body, and his bulge got bigger and bigger and the feeling between my legs wasn’t easing, almost like we enjoyed teasing each other right now.
I closed my eyes and bit back my moan loving the feel of his bulge and his grip on my waist, it was painful but at the sa ti it was a pleasure for or so I thought... his grip got deeper to the point I felt my skin breaking and I flashed my eyes open and looked down. That was when he retreated his hand, gazing upon them and I did too.
Surely seeing his nails elongated, slightly black with a very sharp edge wasn’t sothing that was new to but the looks he had was what backtracked almost like he couldn’t believe they were there or they weren’t supposed to, did they co out unwillingly?
"Dace" I began crouching but that was when I felt the pain, his nails actually broke my skin!
"D-Did I hurt you?" he sat up and held .
"No, it’s..." I paused again as the pain ca again and without question, he lifted my shirt and I saw the chaos in his eyes. I looked down and saw the reason, I had small holes in my skin from where his nails gripped but not that visible but they were clearly bringing blood.
Dace has always been rough with in a certain way but he had never hurt and if he did I would tell him so this was basically the first ’Hurt’ I would consider aside from the ti he has attacked as Rogue but that was out of the question.
I pulled down my shirt because I noticed the more he looked at it the more it felt like he was about to punch himself in the gut or maybe hang himself, that was the look he was giving.
"It’s the wild hormones right" I mumbled. Dace was a werelion and I knew their beasts correspond with their hormones sotis, Emilia told about it... that even in a human form whenever they experience anything sexual their beasts were more prominent and it takes control not to shift at that point mostly if their sexual partner weren’t werelions like them. Dace has only made love to from behind but I knew he was always close to shifting but he never does, his hand caresses but they have never hurt before, his fangs have nib all parts of my body but they have never pierced deeper, this was new.
"No," he answered in a simple, heavy tone. "It shouldn’t have" his teeth clenched before he could finish. Dace has control and I knew it. Could it be that they ca out subconsciously?
I saw it again... the fear in his eyes.
"Da-"
He didn’t let finish as he set down and parted from and my heart felt like sinking, it already was, I didn’t like whenever he took the action of parting from , I always wanted closure almost like I was addicted to it maybe I already was.
"I’m sorry" He mumbled. "It just happened"
"It’s okay," I said, getting nervous now. The look he gave was just too heavy and emotional.
"I-Is there sothing I should know?" It felt like sothing was bugging him, not just about what just happened.
He swallowed hard, to the point his Adam’s apple went up and down. He stayed quiet for what seed like a minute and I was getting more worried now.
I opened my mouth but he spoke first. "You need to apply sothing to that"
I shut my mouth and leveled my eyes on my shirt, my white t-shirt was gradually getting stained like a dot and I felt nausea overco , now I was getting sick just by seeing the small glimpse of blood.
"T-The first aid kit is downstairs" I mumbled. "I’m not sure going down with this is the right thing to do," I said. Definitely when I get down and ask for the kit Vanessa will get worried and ask why and trust she is super nosy and she will end up seeing the wound and create assumptions.
Luckily Dace understood and nodded his head, he drew close to and warmth sufficed my body but I was backtracked when he pulled down to the bed and climbed on top of . I groaned slightly at the shift because it caused the small wound to sting .
I couldn’t read the emotions right now because he kept his features blank and unreadable.
"Dace?" My heart skipped a beat not because I was scared or anything, mostly because I can’t tell what his next move might be.
"Stay still"
I blinked confused, I opened my mouth to say sothing but I couldn’t as he leaned and raised my shirt up to my breast.
"What are you-" I gasped when I felt his hot tongue licking my wound, it gave the oddest feeling and a flood of wetness found my panties to the point I felt myself dripping.
I ntally scolded myself for getting turned on when he was literally licking my wound like it was nothing. But my body betrayed , I felt myself moaning and gripping the bed sheets hard as he made further advances, the slight wound was only at the left side of my waist so he focused there, giving heavy yet gentle hot licks to it.
I almost ca from his hot advances, any girl would find it disgusting and irritating when her boyfriend is licking her bleeding wound. But am I crazy for finding this hot and arousing?
He pulled away from before my body would find climax and I was already panting and sweating. He held gently and sat back on the bed studying closely and my looks were flushed now.
"Do you still feel pain?"
"Hmm?" I don’t think I do. I quickly raised my shirt and looked at the wound, it stopped bleeding! And I snapped my curious eyes on him nonverbally demanding so sort of explanation. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
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