BLOOD LEGACIES Chapter 38: Focus, Emma!

"Poor deer," I murmured. Feeling sorry for it, It wandered where it shouldn’t and got himself killed.

"Yes poor deer, but wild lions need to hunt to survive"

I faced him, his eyes were back on the video and it was almost unreadable, there was so much intensity as he watched the scene.

"The sa goes for the prey too, they have to eat in order to survive and take risks if need be" his orbs were back to . "A cycle of the food chain"

I nodded in understanding, but his words seed deeper than just lecturing , I quickly looked away, setting my eyes back on the screen. The scene was changed to a lioness laying on the ground all by herself, as the male lion slowly walked towards her. He gave a deep low growl, and the lioness yawned.

"Although aggressive, they are incredibly protective of their mates"

I shifted uncomfortably on my seat, walking as the lion stalked towards the lioness from behind and she growled, but the lion growled back, it was more powerful than hers, maybe they were talking?

"Their tis are both wild and... intimate, a lion is a very dominant male, like an Alpha"

I don’t know why my heart started racing like a milestone as the lion mounts the lioness, using its claws to grease her skin, or was it because of Dace’s other hand now resting on my thighs?

My body froze up and within burned for sothing I had no idea about, his hand just rested there and I was suddenly becoming hot, he gave it a gentle squeeze and my body tensed.

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"You okay?"

My eyes snapped back to him, and I gulped. "Y-Yes," I said, licking my lips.

"Stay focused"

I nodded facing the screen back, trying to calm my breathing. I focused as the lion mounted his lioness, and with their mild growls, the lion greased the lioness’s neck with its teeth.

I bit my lips when Dace’s hand moved again, just slowly massaging my thighs, and yet I felt like my body was on fire. I closed my eyes taking in the feeling.

"Male lions beco sexually mature at around 26 months old, but unlikely to breed before the age of four or five, primarily due to a lack of opportunity until they are large enough at around this age to take over a pride and therefore its breeding rights," he said to .

"Hmm," I nodded.

"It’s very important to know that Emma"

I bit my lip opening my eyes, his hand continued to massage my thighs in slow friction, and I was loving it. It was electrifying to my core, making my panties damp.

"Are you getting excited Emma?"

I froze, how could he tell?

"Relax, it’s just a simple mating process with a lion and his lioness"

Except that wasn’t what turned on, it was his hand on my thigh, I could feel the heat radiating from it.

"There’s no need to get excited"

I shut my knees when his hand moved again, locking his hand between . I blushed furiously, fighting the need to cover my face but they were holding unto my chair as if my life depended on it.

"Focus Emma" he whispered to my ear in that low baritone voice of his. His hand parted my lap to the way it was before, it moved more upwards closer to my crotch, the friction of his movent making my toes curl in my shoe and the hairs at the back of my neck standing, they were close, so close.

Dace’s index finger rubbed my lower region through my jeans, and my body shuddered as I bit my lip. My grip on my chair tightened, and I found myself leaning more against it, was I really welcoming this? Right now?! What’s happening to ? Why can’t I fight it? Why don’t I stop him? Why do I want him to continue?

"Keep your eyes on the screen", his low baritone voice sounded hoarse. "Rember after this is a pop quiz,"

How exactly does he want to concentrate when his finger is stroking ?

Luckily the lights were dimd, and the class was dark, everyone was entirely focused on the screen. I gulped, but still, this felt so wrong and I welcod it?

I felt his three fingers up and down rubbing and I bit my lip so hard that I might bruise it, I really shouldn’t give off any sound, or soone might tell what was going on right now! Dace should stop this... I closed my eyes, this wasn’t sothing we should be doing right now, this... my lips parted but no sound ca off, his friction was slow this ti, a shiver flowed from my head down and my toes curled in my shoes once again. He groped further and his index finger poked , and my panties stuck to my already drenched crotch and it glued just there, the rubbing friction of his index finger making my panties rub up and down, the stickiness rubbing against and giving pleasure.

"Hmm..." I couldn’t help it as a small sound escaped my lips, but luckily it was faint.

"Shhh" he gave off in a low sound just at my ear, I could hear the amusent from it, he was enjoying THIS, what he was doing to and I can’t say this... but I was too, hard for to admit, I was freakishly turned on by what he was doing to . In the middle of class in so mating video or whatever was playing right now because I could not tell with my eyes shut, Dace was fingering through my jeans, this was ssed up but also appealing to , I must be losing my MIND! Because that’s exactly how he made feel!

Anything with Dace was like a thread to a needle I couldn’t stop, I just followed swiftly like I was bound to.