Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 108

Rebecca

When I wake up, it's only for a brief moment. I'm in a bed, and even though my wounds are recovering, I'm dizzy.

Kind eyes meet mine, and I feel like crying when I see William's face inches from mine.

He whispers. "Rest some more."

I pass out and dream of nothing.

When I wake up the second time, I get the sense a lot of time has passed. Not hours, more like an entire day, or maybe even days. Regardless, I blink until my eyes finally open.

A groan leaves my lips, and I smack my tongue. My throat is parched, and it feels like I've been run over by a tractor. Both eyelids are heavy, but I manage to keep them open.

I'm staring straight into tanned skin, and my nose is buried between two fat pecs. Two insanely huge arms are wrapped around my head, and my whole body is pressed against a more giant man. William.

My heart picks up speed. It makes sense for him to lie next to me. The mate-bond works from his side, and maybe my body remembers. It would explain the quick healing on my part.

I do a silent examination of the gorgeous guy in front of me. Dark eyelashes are fanned out over his sun-kissed cheeks. There are a few freckles, probably given by the sun.

My eyes travel south. William's muscles are dense and taut, roped with veins. His chest is a work of perfect. Hard and chiseled in a way that makes me feel self-conscious about not being as ripped. Gulping, I press my palm against his chest plate and let it slide further down his shirtless body.

His abs contract.

My body gets hotter.

"You know..." William speaks in a tired voice, deeper and way more gravelly after sleeping. "There is a word for those who like to watch other people sleep... I think it's being a creeper." Startled, I try to jerk away from him, but his arms keep me in place, and he exhales while hugging me.

"Now, where are you going?" He breathes a laugh. "Just relax and keep touching me."

My cheeks burn because my hand is still pressed to his washboard abs. They look cut from stone, and I gulp when I look down at his tapered waist and v-lines. He is wearing boxers, yet it does nothing to hide his sexy alpha male physique. "See anything you like?" William whispers into my ear.

I let myself lean into him, face leaning against his pecs. He smells nice and fresh, and he pulls me closer. I'm not complaining. I'm eaten by his colossal body, engulfed, yet I don't want to be anywhere else.

"That is like... The oldest flirting line in the book..." I tell him tiredly.

"But it works," William points out and sighs. "And if my body works like catnip to lure you in, I will use it against you. Because I'm not planning on leaving this bed. I refuse."

I snort. "What about your pack?"

"I have a beta named Kit. He isn't a werewolf but a demon fox. He has a fox form he can use for hunts and practice. It works. My pack members respect him." Kit, huh?

I smile, knowing Greta must meet him sooner or later. For now, my brain can't deal with that. My body is crying, and I want to stay glued to William forever. Screw my pride.

My eyes close again, and I try to ignore the noticeable bulge in William's boxers. It seems my groping his muscles is turning him on, which is a surprise. I'm not naked.

I'm wearing one of William's oversized t-shirts, and I think I even have underwear on.

"Who dressed me?" I ask.

"You sure you want to hear the answer to that?"

I gasp. "You wouldn't!"

Willaim snorts in amusement, his whole body jerking, muscles clenching. "Don't worry. I'm joking with you. I didn't do anything funny. Greta dressed you. She has fully recovered and wasn't as badly injured as you were. But you? You were a mess." "I was?"

"Yeah, you still are," William strokes his hand down my back. "Is it okay that I'm touching you?"

I smile against his chest. "You already are."

"Right..." William leans away from me, letting his eyes roam over my face while he wears this funny smile.

I blush. I can feel that one of my eyes is swollen, and my face feels thicker and bruised. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

I know the answer. I'm probably looking messed up, and William finds it mildly amused. It makes me self-conscious how he seems to memorize my hair and every inch of my body. "Am I not allowed to look?"

"Well..." I shyly avert my eyes. "I doubt I'm charming to look at now with a destroyed face..."

I can feel William's intense eyes burn holes into my skin. I don't dare to look up at him.

"You're still beautiful," his smile is sexy and wide. Surprisingly warm. His broad shoulders shrug. "And sorry, but you're here. In my bedroom. Wrapped in my arms."

Oh jeez, he is so sweet.

"Uh..." I laugh, clearing my throat while blushing. I'm unsure what to say or where even to look. William is everywhere. Face. Eyes. Collarbones. Abs. Even his n*****s are pretty.

He gives me a slow, cryptic smile. "You don't have to talk. It's better that you say nothing rather than kicking me out."

"I wouldn't kick you out." Not after he saved my life. I'm unsure what William wants from me, but I want him around. He makes me feel safe, and I never want to see a dragon-shifter again.

William uses a finger to lift my chin. I watch him speak, captivated by his charming dimples. "You wouldn't?"

I notice him coming closer again. Arms not holding me as tight, but stroking down my side, resting on my hip.

His hands are so large, covering such a large area. It's enough to make me nervous again.

I'm afraid of what he sees, terrified of not being exciting or pretty enough to make William stay with me. Why would he pick me? That thought makes me scared of taking a leap in the first place. What if I let him in, and he pushes me aside? "What are you thinking about?" William asks.

I lift my eyes to his. "You're really not reading my mind?"

"Nope."

"I see," I take a deep breath. "Can I touch you?"

William turns tense, surprised by my question. "Uhh..." he stares at me, but he looks more curious than weirded out by the question. "I didn't expect you to want that, but sure..." he smiles. "Touch me."

I say nothing and instead let my hands explore his abs. They tighten under my touch, and I can tell William is holding his breath. My oh my, am I making this big, beautiful boy nervous?

My hands roam higher, caressing his pecs before I gap at his massive, sinewy biceps. I can't get even half my hands around, yet it doesn't stop me from clenching and feeling him up.

I suppress a moan, but my interest peaks when William takes a deep breath. His eyes are l**t-induced, heavy with something resembling desire as I continue to perv over his body. I trace a path down his sternum and then leisurely run my hands along his abs again. Down and down and down until my hand is above the hem of his tight boxer shorts. Damn, even his hips are toned and beautiful. His thighs are thick, and his c**k is enormous, hidden behind fabric.

William howler is eye-candy.

Raw.

Beautiful.

"Are you trying to kill me?" William asks. His voice is deep and desperate. I can hear in it how he wants me to touch and play with his body. "Because it's working..." I push some black hair out of his eyes and ogle his face like a desperate fool.

His lips are full. The divot above his lips is so sexy. I press my fingers to his bottom lip, running across the surface.

I'm at war with my own head.

I wanna do more things to William than I've wanted to do to any one human in my entire life. My s*x is swollen, clenching, and practically begging for attention. I've long forgotten the pain.

Left is only desire.

"Have anyone told you that you're beautiful?" I ask William. "Like, really, really f*****g beautiful."

"I'm not sure if that's a compliment."

"It is," I tell him, blushing yet understanding I need to be honest. William needs to hear how I feel. "You're more than... Sexy."

William growls when I smile at him. His broad, golden shoulders flex attractively before he dips closer, leaning in so that his warm breath fans against my face.

"I want to kiss you," he tells me. "I've been fighting the urge the entire time you touched me. But I'm only human, Rebecca."

I gaze into his eyes. "Then why are you holding back?"