Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 109

Rebecca

"I'm hesitating to kiss you because... Because..." William sighs, and those eyes gaze deeply into mine. He looks pained. "Because... I feel so goddamn guilty... It's killing me." I stare at him, baffled by his words and the tone of his voice. What does he have to feel guilty over?!

My finger strokes his smooth skin, and I draw a little circle on his right pec, around his areola.

Why does he have to be so tempting?!

Somehow, I've gotten over his pecs being bigger and fuller than my breasts. I'm still a bit self-conscious, but it helps that I'm not naked for him to start comparing.

I continue to touch him while talking. "You feel guilty?"

William furrows those thick eyebrows, breathing a laugh even though he looks miserable. "Yeah..."

My fingers are still on his skin. "Why?"

"You probably would have died if I got to the library one minute later. I checked the parking lot first..." William inhales when I play with his n****e but forces himself to focus on the conversation. "And then I had trouble teleporting into the library because you broke the mate-bond. I couldn't get to you directly and had to find you."

He is so responsive to my touch. "And that makes you feel guilty?"

"It does," he whispers, cupping my cheek. "You told me to get stronger, Rebecca. I tried, but apparently, I'm not there yet-"

What?!

What the hell does he mean?!

"You're plenty strong!" I exclaim, placing my hand on his brawny forearm, over his inky tattoo. "This is not your fault. People like Chris are rare, and it's not your job to protect me! If anything, I blame myself for not being able to shape-shift. I'm weak in this timeline. My lycan? She totally ignored me back at the library!"

"Probably because you're a rogue," William shrugs like it's no big deal, even smiles. "You smell like a lycan."

"A weak lycan."

"No, a beautiful lycan."

Tears fill my vision, and there is a jarring in my heart. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

William gives me a cryptic smile. "Because..."

"Because?"

He hesitates before grabbing my hand. He moves it back to his chest, right above his heart. "Can you feel how fast it's beating? You make me nervous. You make me happy... I like you."

His heart is thumping fast. It's the living proof of his nerves, yet I part my lips to further confirm his words. "You like me?"

"I like you a lot. I think about you all the time, Rebecca. And finding you half-dead? It was a wake-up call. Every fiber of my body likes you. I want to be with you and keep you safe, and I won't deny my feelings for you anymore." "Do you mean that?"

"I do," his tone is sincere, and his smile is soft. "Look, I know I'm not the same William you fell in love with, but... I'm trying, okay? I'm trying to become a better person..."

I search his eyes for a hint of dishonesty, but all I find is warm and fuzzy affection. I don't think William is lying, but his demon self worries me, and frankly, it also frightens me.

"Can you even become a better person?"

"What do you mean?" William asks.

I swallow thickly. "You're a demon, William... A vampire... And a werewolf... I'm not sure if I can be with you. The moon goddess... She wanted me to defeat the demon, get rid of it and stuff..."

"She wanted you to defeat it?"

Those eyes appear so sad.

Damn it.

My chest constricts. I'm afraid of admitting the truth, terrified William might take offense, but I want to be honest.

I sigh. "The moon goddess wanted me to mate with Davis and get rid of the demon by the power of true love or something. I'm not entirely sure, but she wanted it gone. The demon. And I'm not sure if mating with you is a good idea. What if the demon gets stronger and people get hurt? My head is just... I don't know what to do."

William nods in understanding. "I see..."

"Yeah..."

"I don't want to get rid of the demon. I can't. We are entirely mixed together. It's part of who I am. Getting rid of the demon would mean killing me with it."

I grimace.

I don't want William to die either. I'm just getting to know him, and even though he is darker in this timeline, many traits are the same.

"So you can see my dilemma..."

"I guess," William smiles again, but it's uncertain. As if he is trying to be gentle with me. Trying to show me that he is kind. "Do I frighten you?"

"Sometimes..." I cup his cheek and drag my thumb over a freckle that I find adorable. "You're insanely powerful. I've never met an alpha who can stop the time."

"I get it from my mother's side," William says. "But the demonic blood helped me unlock that ability..." his expression goes thoughtful. "Hey, how about taming the demon instead?"

"Uh..." I blink repeatedly. "I'm not sure if that's possible..."

"Anything is possible."

"You think so?"

"Yes," William kisses the bridge of my nose. It gives me butterflies, and my toes curl in response. "I want to become a better person. And you're a perfect motivation. You inspire me to become better." His words are so smooth and sweet.

My heart squeezes tight in my chest.

How can such a big man be so tender? William is charming. So gentle with me. I'm melting in his presence. But is this right? Is it safe to choose to be with him?

"Taming the demon means mating, right?" I ask.

"It means marking me."

A scene of me biting the powerful column of his neck makes me blush like a lovestruck teenager.

"Ummm..." I bite my lower lip. "I don't dare to go all the way with you. It's moving too fast... I just..."

"I understand."

I blink. "You do?"

"Yes, I promise. No hard feelings."

William leans over to kiss me, his minty breath fresh on his tongue as he opens to taste my mouth.

Holy moon goddess.

Immediately, I feel a thousand flutters and tickles as his tongue slides deeper into my mouth.

He tastes like sin, and my s*x clenches with need. I let my hands glide down his muscular body. I stop by his Calvin Klein boxers, wishing I could edge them off his tapered waist. He is so tan.

Perfect.

All male.

It's ridiculous how wet I am. My underwear was soaked even before William deepened the kiss to control me with his tongue.

And now he is making it worse by tasting me.

Teasing me.

Playing with me.

He is driving me wild.

I tug on the hem of his boxers, making him smile against my lips as he slowly kisses me.

It's agonizingly unhurriedly. I'm having trouble controlling my urge to tackle the man to his back, especially when his ripped, huge body is in front of me.

William suddenly breaks from my lips and leans into my ear. "Rebecca... I can smell that you're aroused... Very aroused... In fact, I think you're dripping wet for me."

"I know," I sigh in pain and decide to come clean. "I want your c**k inside me so badly."

"Uh-huh." I can hear the smirk in his voice.

"I really want you."

His voice turns teasing. "So, what will you do about it?"

I sink my teeth into my lip, and then I giggle. "Can't I just... Have s*x with you without the marking part?"

William snorts, amused. "You want to eat the cookie and keep the cookie at the same time?"

I shut my eyes. "Is that bad?"

"Yes, because I won't let you use me," he presses his c**k against my wet underwear to kill me, I'm sure. The damn tease. "If you want to have s*x with me, you will have to give in and let me mark you."

I sigh. "I can't do that now. Neither can I make that decision now."

"I know. I will give you more time, but..." William leans away with his eyes glittering with mischief. "I won't let you f**k my package today. But you're allowed to take a good look," he takes my hand, presses it to his pec, and moans just to be extra evil. "This body is a temple. It takes a lot of time and dedication to be this huge."

I clench my legs together, glaring at him. "You're so evil."

"I am evil-I never claimed otherwise," William winks at me and moves my hand down to the tent inside his boxers. "And I'm horny too, so goddamn hard for you, Rebecca."

I suck in a deep breath. "Stop... Please just stop..."

"But teasing you is so fun. You really like my body."

"I do," I can't even lie. "I want to lick every inch of it."

"Mmm, I would let you."

"Stop..."

William breathes a laugh and grabs me. He effortlessly rolls us over with me resting on top of him. His erection is dangerously close to my v****a, and his pecs are right in my face.

"This is not fair..." I mumble while absentmindedly squeezing his biceps and inhaling his scent.

"I'm suffering too," William says, pulling the blanket over us. He seems unwilling to let me move. "You should rest some more and let your wounds heal. Tomorrow I will c**k you a nice breakfast."

I snort in amusement. "You're cooking?"

"Yeah?"

"Should I be worried?"

William laughs and kisses my head. "Rude... I can handle warming up premade pancakes."

I laugh into his war skin. "Oh, if you're not making them from scratch, then I can relax."

He snorts. "Just because you said that I have to try."

I smile harder. "Tell you what? If you make edible pancakes, then I will consider marking you."

He squeezes me tighter, laughing. "Deal."