Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 25

Stella

Tomorrow is the big day: the Spring Festival. I will finally peer down into the flames to find out who my destined mate will be.

Alpha Raphael claims it's him.

But...

I'm secretly hoping it will be Evan.

And I'm probably mentally insane for thinking that because we hardly know each other. Yet I like Evan. He makes me smile and feel safe, and he smells amazing.

Am I a hopeless romantic for being in love with him?

Vampire and werewolf-our different species still make me frown.

I don't know how a relationship would work between us, but damn, I want to get to know Evan better.

And apparently, there are many other things I also want to do with that gorgeous vampire.

My dreams were exciting tonight: Evan walked into my room and got naked while calling me his angel. My breathing intensified upon seeing his thick, gorgeous c**k, fully erect against his rock-hard abs.

It was smooth with a few veins protruding, and it slapped proudly against his navel. Huge and thick like the rest of him. Saliva gathered in my mouth as I yearned to run my tongue from its root to the tip.

I remember Evan saying, "You want me, don't you, little wolf? I can smell your arousal from here."

Of course, I said, "Yes, I want you so badly," which earned me a smirk.

The vampire walked closer, letting me see his abs and heavy pecs.

My starvation for his c**k had spiked to painful levels, and I had begged, "Please come closer. I want to touch you. I need you inside of me, Evam. I'm so wet for only you."

Evan smiled, but as he approached me, the scenery vanished in a puff of smoke, and I woke up to my alarm clock.

It was such a tragedy.

It was excruciating finding out it had all been an erotic dream. I was all wet between my legs. Took like five minutes to clean before Leonora dragged me out of my room. She actually scares me a little.

I'm trying out dresses today, and Leonora is eyeing me like a hawk. Although she is in love with alpha Raphael, it seems essential to her that I find a lovely dress.

"That won't do either," Leonora says while circling around me with narrowed eyes. I'm wearing a blue satin dress that is hugging even my ribcage. "We should try another..."

I frown. I'm tired of standing here like a living doll. "Why do you even care so much about what I wear? I thought you hated me."

She pauses in her tracks, regarding me with chilly eyes. She is like a prison guard looking upon a criminal. "You need to look your best for alpha Raphael, or he will be humiliated. Blue is not your color. It doesn't go with your red hair-try the green dress." "Fine," I sigh and take off my dress. "But technically, if you put me in an ugly dress. Alpha Raphael would most likely look at other females and not find me as appealing. Isn't that what you want?"

"Huh?" Leonora widens her eyes. "Don't you want to look pretty for your alpha, Stella?"

I grimace before admitting the truth to her. "I don't really have any interest in seducing Raphael. He isn't my type, like, at all."

My words seem to shock her.

The expression on her face in the picture of bewilderment.

I watch her mouth close and repeatedly open before she finally shakes her head.

But Leonora is don't gawking at me yet.

She blinks at me while processing my words, wetting her lips before speaking to me again. "Don't you like alpha Raphael even a little bit? I know he kidnapped you, but don't you at least find him attractive? Blonde, muscular... Tall."

I might be taking a considerable risk here, but I plan on unleashing my ultimate bomb. Leonora is in love with Raphael-hopefully, my plan will work to get what I want.

Here goes nothing...

"Evan is taller and more muscular than alpha Raphael despite being a vampire. I also prefer dark hair over blonde."

"Sure, Evan is handsome. I must agree with you there, but he is a heartless vampire. And they are all the same: not one bit interested in anything other than power."

I hand her a calm smile. "I think you're wrong about Evan. He isn't as cold as the other vampires."

She stares at me, finally putting two and two together. I can see the cogwheels turning inside her head.

To my surprise, Leonora actually cracks up. "Jesus Christ, are you in love with the goddamn vampire prince? Do you realize what kind of trouble it would bring Evan if I told everyone?"

Still smiling, I shrug my shoulder. "But you wouldn't tell anyone because you want to be with alpha Raphael, and... What purpose would it serve you that Evan's vampire clan turned on him, huh?"

"True," her smile is slow while her eyes are interested. "So why are you telling me this? What do you want from me?"

"During the Spring Festival, I want to be given time alone with Evan. If Raphael asks where I am, pretend that I have a terrible stomach ache or something. Tell him I'm inside the bathroom. And in return, you can entertain alpha Raphael." She studies me in silence before wetting her lips. "Are you going to escape with that vampire man?"

"No. I'm not sure if Evan wants that..." I grimace. "I just... I don't want to be with alpha Raphael."

"He is your mate."

I peer up at her face with a heavy pain in my chest. It feels like an ultimate disappointment hearing that alpha Raphael is my mate since I don't want him. "Are you sure about that?"

"Yes," Leonora's attention is on me, but her expression is softer than before. "I love alpha Raphael, which is why I want what is best for him. And that is you. He needs you to give birth to his future puppies."

I arch an eyebrow. "Why are you telling me this then? If you wanted what is best for Raphael, you wouldn't stand here entertaining me. You would tell your master I plan on seeing Evan." Laughter comes out through her lips.

"I'm a romantic like you, though. It means I want to see where your story with the vampire prince will lead."

Leonora is curious about Evan and me?

"Where do you think our story will lead?" I ask.

"Personally, I think the vampire prince is playing you hard for your ancient blood. I don't think emotions are involved."

I laugh. "Evan isn't playing me."

"Well, regardless, I don't think you will end up being with Evan. For you werewolves, the mate-bond seems sacred. Nobody ever fights against it, so I fear your story will be heartbreaking with that vampire. "Is that so?" Perhaps it was a mistake to tell her anything.

"Yes..." Leonora taps her chin. "Still, I would like to see if I'm wrong. Thus, I will let you speak alone with Evan."

"Thank you," I smile. "And if it does work out for the vampire and me, you will get to soothe Raphael's broken heart."

"Exactly," Leonora smiles down at me. "I might not like you, wolf. But there is a lot for me to gain here. So yes, I will help you... Though, if it turns out you're plotting to hurt my master, you will die." "Likewise," I tell her. "I hope that I can trust you."

Her smile is oddly sweet. "Oh, you can always trust me to do what is best for alpha Raphael. I live to serve that man."