Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 179

Nora

As I'm sleeping beside Leo, tucked away safely in the cover, I can hear someone entering the room. My nostrils flare, and a giggle slips out when a third large body crawls up behind me. "Blake..." I murmur in the dark. "You couldn't wait until morning?"

"No," Blake replies and lifts my blanket to slip underside it. I can feel his warm legs behind my feet. "Leo already marked you, didn't he? If that is the case, I intend to mark you too." "You're going to mark me?"

"Yes," Blake pulls me to him, so my back and a*s face his large, chiseled form. His erection is twitching, but something tells me this marking won't involve s*x. "I will do it right now, without f*****g you since you guys did that already too." I feel the place on my neck which Leo bit. It's swollen and hurting, entirely new. I know it will turn into the shape of a crescent moon.

But what happens when a fairy delivers the mark? Will it take a different form than the one I already have?

That question spins around in my head while Blake inhales the scent of my red hair and brushes it away with his fingers. His pillowy lips kiss my neck and lick the painful area which Leo already bit.

"My mark won't be here," Blake whispers in my ear in his silky smooth voice. I squirm against the pillow, liking it a little too much when his hands toy with my breasts.

Between him kissing and massaging me, I manage to breathe my following question. "Where will you mark me?"

"Right above your hipbone," Blake replies at the same time he trails searing hot kisses down my arm. He stops by my elbow and moves to the side of my stomach. "I think it's a romantic place you can show off whenever the weather allows it." "I'm not one to flash my stomach. I hate hoodies that leave the belly button visible."

"That's such a shame," Blake kisses my waist and speaks against my warm skin. "I like your stomach."

"It's fat."

"It's not."

"It's at least plump-I have a kangaroo pouch."

"Are you always this silly?"

"I'm speaking the truth!"

"No, you're not!" I argue like a child.

"Yes. I. Am."

"No, I'm not blind, Blake! I know I should start training at the gym again! I have love handles, for f**k's sake! And I should work hard to get rid of them!" Especially since both my mates are gorgeous hunks with muscles for days.

Blake chuckles. "You have the wrong picture of yourself, Nora. You're absolutely stunning and have nothing to be ashamed of. I would worship every inch of your body if it weren't in the middle of the night."

My face heats to a hundred degrees. "You're just saying that because you're my mate..."

"I was attracted to you even before we were mates."

I fall silent at that, and Blake moves further down. His large body brings the entire blanket with him when he slightly rises. It forms a massive tent above me, and my eyes land on his shredded abs in the dark. Such a gorgeous mate.

I hold on to that thought when Blake dips down to lick the sensitive skin over my hips. Then, without giving me a fairy warning, his teeth bite into my skin.

I want to cry.

I want to scream.

Instead, I dig my fingers into the bedsheets and feel the tears prickle behind my eyelids.

Typically when someone marks you, the afterglow of the o****m from the s*x leaves you distracted. But that isn't the case this time. I feel Blake's teeth like needles under my skin. s**t.

Tears run down my cheek, and Blake notices this. He pulls back, and his expression turns worried in the dark. I want the mark, though, so I try not to let it show that I'm hurting.

But I can no longer keep inside every little sob when that burning feeling comes. It ripples through me like a storm, leaving me entirely breathless in bed.

"It hurts, but I'm fine..." I try telling Blake, hoping he will understand that the marking didn't make me sad. This is all caused by the pain, nothing else. I still want him. I love him.

"Schhh," Blake hushes me while massaging the area he bit. Magic leaves his fingers, and the pain evaporates. "You don't have to be hurt when I'm here to take it away. Do you want me to tend to the wound on your neck aswell?" "You can do that?"

He smiles in the dark. "Of course."

Magic leaves his fingertips again, and I smile when I realize all the pain from the marking session is over. I feel good and lay comfortably in bed while beaming Blake. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome." Blake slips down next to me. His intense eyes are assessing me, seeming to ensure I'm fine. It's a little endearing that my mate, who is half a demon is the sweetest.

I place my hand on Blake's cheek. "Thank you again."

His smile grows. "It's alright if I sleep here with you guys tonight, right? I don't want to sleep alone..."

"Of course," I yawn and curl closer to Blake. Leo is snoring on the other side of the bed, and we cuddled earlier. It's Blake's turn to drown in love and affection. "Come here, big guy, let's get cozy!"

Blake wastes no time wrapping his arms around me. He pulls me even closer to him, and my eyes widen. Every time I'm away from him, I forget just how huge Blake is-I'm tiny in his arms! Eaten by his brawn and arms as he snuggles me close. "You're so freaking big," I whisper. "Like an alpha."

He rubs his slightly scruffy cheek against my face. Blake is in grave need of a freaking shave.

"And stop doing that!" I hiss at him. "Your face is so sharp with all those bristles and whispers!"

"No way!" Blake snorts. "I'm not going to stop hugging you. Never. I love this, and don't pretend you don't like the cuddles!"

"I like the cuddles, but your face is f*****g sharp! It's like your scruff is made of tiny little knives!"

He breathes a laugh in my ear. It makes me shudder, and my heart speeds up when his large arms tighten their hold on me. Blake makes me feel so safe when I'm all wrapped up.

"You have to deal with the stubble tonight," Blake murmurs. "Because I'm not getting up to shave. Not when you're in my arms again. Not when I'm allowed to sleep here. Because who knows? Maybe you will change your mind if I leave for a bit." "Oh, I won't change my mind! Please shave!"

Blake snorts and kisses me on the cheek. "Tomorrow."