Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 141

Erika

After taking a late-night shower, my skin crawls. I get the sense I'm not alone inside my room, and I cautiously step out of the bathroom.

I'm staying at Leo's mansion, and since an imposter is hiding in the Snowmoon pack, I get ready to defend myself. A growl starts in my throat but falls flat when I find Blake inside my room.

I catch the handsome fairy holding the novel I'm currently reading. Blake has opened a random page, eyes skimming through the text while his lips curl into a faint smile. My cheeks instantly heat up at the idea of him reading my dirty romance novel.

"W-what are you doing inside my room?" Nothing can calm my running heartbeat.

Blake offers me a full-blown smile. "I wish to be dominated by this larger man, taken in my bedsheets, bound to the bed... His c**k is so huge, so damn veiny and beautiful." Oh-my-god, he just quoted the erotic book I'm reading!

Mortified, I gawk at the laughing man until panic makes me charge at him. I don't want him to keep reading and figure out what stupid kinks I have and what gets me going! I'm reading a novel about an omega falling in love with her stepbrother alpha, a story by Veliciah. The book isn't out yet, but I was lucky to become one of her beta readers. "Give back my book, Blake!"

"No, I want to keep reading. It's highly educational. I want to learn more about you, and this novel is perfect."

"No! Stop reading it! Give it back!"

Chuckling, Blake easily holds the book out of reach. And I hate the look of pure amusement on his face. Bastard!

Anger blossoms in my chest. "BLAKE!"

Blake ignores my anger and continues reading from the book while I desperately try to grab it. "He pinches my n****e as if that might shut me up, but it only makes me cry out in pure bliss-..." Heat rushes to my face. I'm beyond humiliated and wish to sink through the damn ground.

"Blake, please!" This man will be the end of me, I'm sure.

"Oh, you're begging now?"

"Yes, just stop!"

Smirking, Blake hands me back my book. "Everyone in the Snowmoon pack says you have a stick up your a*s and that you're not interested in any kind of romance. But you're secretly such a little perv." Ignoring him, I hastily tuck my book away and hide it under a bunch of magazines on my nightstand. I can't get it out of sight fast enough.

Gosh, this might be the worst day in my life. I'm close to tears when I look up at Blake's smile. I'm humiliated beyond words.

"That was mean," I tell him. "You're not even supposed to be in here..."

Blake tilts his head at me, looking torn. "I'm sorry... I came in here because I thought I heard a sound."

"It was me accidentally dropping my shampoo bottle..."

"Yeah, and our rooms are like... Next to each other," Blake palms his neck with a guilty expression. "I got worried and came rushing into your room. When I found out you were fine... I kind of..." "Took the freedom to look at my stuff?"

"Can you blame me? You're my mate, Erika, and I want to know more about you..."

"I rejected you."

"Without grounds."

"I had reasons..."

"Like what?" Blake challenges and a frustrated laugh leaves his lips. He genuinely looks pained. "You haven't given me a chance. Can't you at least try to get to know me before making your decision? I mean, it's obvious that you're attracted to me." "I'm not attracted to you."

He lifts an eyebrow, taking a step closer. "Oh really? So you don't like taller men with abs and biceps you can't encircle with even both of your hands? Isn't that the description of the guy in the book?"

My face flushes bright and hot. "That doesn't mean I would like to be with such a man..."

"Right..." Blake doesn't sound convinced. But instead of getting angry, he steps closer to me. "Let's put that to the test, shall we?"

Stunned, I watch him, lost to the glow in his eyes, to the sight of this gorgeous man closing the distance between us.

Black hair, smooth skin, and blue-blue eyes. There is even a little mole underneath Blake's eye. A beauty mark.

"You're attracted to me, Erika," Blake murmurs. "And I will prove it to you right now."

My heart pounds when Blake leans down, stroking his thumb over my bottom lip. His touch gives me butterflies. It takes every ounce of willpower to not stand on my tip toes, close the distance between us, and kiss his lush lips. I'm attracted to him, damn it, but... A relationship isn't what I want right now, yet I'm unsure how to fight the heat spreading over my skin.

I can see the deep need within Blake, the consuming passion moving over his face as his hand slides down my body.

"W-what are you doing?" My voice is almost a whisper.

"Proving you wrong."

"Listen, going out with you would make my life more complicated than it already is. I'm the beta of my pack, and you're some sort of magical fairy. We wouldn't last." "We would."

Irritation ticks against my jaw. "No, we wouldn't. You clearly can't handle rejection, probably because no one has rejected you in the past, but I can't be with someone who still doesn't know the difference between emotions and-" Rolling his eyes, Blake pushes me up against the wall, kisses me, forcing my lips apart, and controls me with his tongue.

I try to push him away, but his chest feels made of steel. For being a fairy, he is goddamn hard, so muscular. I swoon a little but mentally slap myself to regain my fighting spirit.

I try to shut my lips together and act like this isn't turning me on, but once I feel his hands touching me, squeezing me, I slowly give in and kiss him back.

Only this one time won't matter, right?

This doesn't change anything...

I press myself back against him, stifling a moan as Blake kisses me again and pins me to the wall with his broad chest. His pecs are freaking huge. Deliciously outlined in his shirt. But I can't do this.

"Wait..." I'm panting and manage to pull away from him. We are face-to-face, inches from each other. "We really shouldn't do this..."

"Tell me the truth then." Blake steps back with his intense eyes set on mine. He looks uncompromising. "Tell me that you want to go out of me despite our differences."

I swallow. "Maybe I do, but..."

"And now you pick the place."

"Place?" I furrow my eyebrows. "But do you even..."

"Have money?" Blake interrupts, smirking. "Believe it or not, but this isn't my first trip to your world. I've gone back and forth, but I must admit some of your technology is new." "Oh..." I blink repeatedly. "Still, I'm not sure if it would be very appropriate-"

Tired of my excuses, Blake pulls me back into his arms, kissing me harder than before. My knees go weak, and he doesn't stop until I'm utterly breathless.

His eyes narrow. "Pick. The. Place."

"Um..." I'm lost in his eyes and take a deep breath. "T-tomorrow at the Hungry Clam? At eight? H-how about eight?"

His smile is slow and predatory. "The little wolf likes seafood, huh?"

God, he is sexy. It's kind of distracting, and I'm breathing hard and fast, panting, actually. I'm behaving like a lovestruck teenager around him. It's so embarrassing.

I don't even like him!

Somehow, I manage words. "Yes... I like seafood."

"Interesting," he releases me but keeps his eyes on mine. His smile is still there, amused and mischievous. "Seafood sounds like an excellent choice. I will see you tomorrow at eight. Meet you there?" "Sure."

"Great." He beams at me. "You have a great night, little wolf."

Blake heads for the door but throws me a wink before leaving. His eyes look me up and down appreciatingly, and it's not until he leaves the room that I can finally breathe.

I lean against the wall and inhale several times to bring my breathing back to normal.

Lord, that man is intense, and power wafts off his skin in waves. I get the feeling there is more to Blake than meets the eye. And I'm officially wet again, this time between my legs. Blake is dangerous.

And so goddamn sexy.

How do I resist him and convince him to leave me alone? A relationship is the last thing I need.