Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 51

Evan

My hands are on the wheel, and I turn right to drive up to a hotel I saw in the distance. The roads are dark. Rain is smattering against the window, and my passenger is hysterical. It seems she hates storms.

Thunder strikes, and Stella shouts. "NO! Thunder, go away!"

Interesting little thing. Does Stella really think screaming will help?

She rattles in her seat when the lightning flashes, and I try not to laugh when she shields her eyes. I might not be in love with Stella, but damn, she is pretty damn cute.

I aim a teasing smile her way. "You're this special time-traveling silver werewolf, and you're afraid of a little storm and some rain?"

"Yes..." Stella doesn't even bother to deny it. Her big, sad eyes meet mine in the rear-view mirror. "I'm terrified of lightning storms and would love to be under a blanket right now. We are there soon, right?" s**t, she is actually scared.

"Yeah, let me just find a place to park the car."

"Thank you."

"Traveling would be easier if I knew how to teleport, though... I could even take you away from the storm. We could be spending time on a tropical island right now. A drink in our hand."

Stella glares at me, and I bite back a laugh. I'm having way too much fun pushing all of her buttons.

"Not happening."

"Such a shame."

"No, it's a shame you're still trying to make me spill the beans."

I snort. "Spill the beans? What are you, forty? No one says that."

Her eyes narrow even more. "Well, I do, and I'm not telling you how to develop your abilities."

I sigh. "Fine."

Stella crosses her arms over her chest, and I find us a parking spot.

We get out of the car, and Stella flies forward when the skies rumble. She grabs my arm, and I curiously peer down at her. I don't know her yet-why does she come to me for protection? Posted by FindNovel.net; visit us for more free novels. "Are you okay?" I ask.

She hugs my arm harder, blushing upon realizing she is squeezing it to damn near death.

"S-sorry..."

To my surprise, my heart squeezes when I catch the glistening tears in her eyes. Part of me wishes to comfort her, and I grimace at that confusing emotion.

I mean...

I can't honestly like her, right?

She is a werewolf!

I swallow thickly. "No problem."

Stella beams at me. "You're still kind even without memories... Sometimes an a*****e, but... Most of the time, kind."

My cheeks burn a little, but I remain silent. Why is my heart racing so fast? There is just no way I like Stella.

Right?

Silently, I lead Stella towards the hotel and then get a room. Stella insists on being in my room, and I let her. She isn't interested in taking advantage; she just doesn't want to be alone.

We get into our room, and when I'm lying naked in the bed, I notice that Stella is staring at me.

She is only standing there in her underwear, arms crossed over her chest. Stella could honestly be a poster with her wild red hair and smooth, unblemished skin.

But what gets me is the hesitation mixed with yearning in her eyes.

I breathe a laugh. "You sucked my c**k earlier, and now you're feeling awkward about sharing a bed?"

"Yes."

I tilt my head, baffled by her honesty. "Why is that?"

"Well... the last time I saw you, we were together; you didn't mind if I cuddled with you... Now I'm unsure how to resist the temptation, especially since you're naked."

I study Stella in silence.

My goal is to grow stronger and take over after my father. I wish to become the new vampire king, but...

Someone said a king needs a queen to rule, and Stella is beautiful.

I definitely don't like her.

These flutters and sparks aren't real. I have just realized that I can't rule the world alone; that's all.

I need Stella.

She will be mine.

Only mine-I should get rid of this werewolf when I meet him. Kill him and pretend there has been an accident.

Yes, I'm a genius.

I tap the spot next to me. "Here, come and join me."

Stella's eyes bulge out of their sockets. "Y-you don't mind?"

"Nope."

Stella doesn't look convinced, yet she doesn't question it. I can tell that she wishes to be near me. The way she glances at me? Attraction. And while I would love to say I don't suffer from it, I get hard the section she climbs into the bed without underwear. What the f*****g hell?!

That's cheating!

Stella crawls up to me and rests her cheek against my pec. Her hand is skimming over my abs. It feels nice, and I relish the feel of her groping and touching me.

So damn nice.

I close my eyes. s**t, that feels good. I love Stella's tiny hands. I'm forced to repress a groan when her hand travels further down.

Oh.

Holy s**t.

Do not get hard, Evan.

Do not get hard.

Stella is running her fingers over my v-lines, and she shrieks when thunder crashes over the hotel.

Suddenly she is all over me, hugging me tightly while shaking. Tears drip down and run down my sternum, and I will be damned; I put my arms around her to soothe her. "It will be alright... Just breathe..."

Stella whimpers. "Promise me that you won't leave... Promise me that you will still be here when I wake up..."

I brush her hair. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you don't love me..."

There is a jarring feeling in my chest. I think it's guilt, probably because I do like Stella. I like her a lot. It's just that I have other plans than playing house with someone. "Why don't you try to sleep?" I ask.

"No..." Stella hugs me tighter. "I will probably end up seeing your face when you're dying... Raphael too... So I wouldn't dare..."

"You have to sleep, though."

She lifts her head from my chest. "And you will be here?"

The prayer mirrored in her eyes blows my breath away. It's not fair that Stella looks so cute.

"Yes, I promise."

Stella smiles and falls back against my chest. It doesn't take long for the little vixen to fall asleep. I'm soon left with the burden of combing through her hair. My eyes focus on her.

Red like fire.

Sweet smile.

Rosy cheeks.

A mouth not afraid of speaking her mind...

My heart is pounding faster with each second. I have a growing wish to protect this little one. I'm not sure where it came from, but that's when I hear the whispers.

'I suspect you already know what she meant by you growing stronger... You probably also know what needs to be done...

I continue to stroke Stella. "I do..."

'That woman claims to be your future mate.'

"I believe her."

There are snickers inside my head. 'Yes, you want power now, don't you? You want to protect her... Well, we can make you stronger. Powerful. So, Evan, don't you wish to accept us?'

My fingers sort through Stella's hair, and I smile when I hear her lightly snore. She is truly adorable. Someone worth protecting.

I don't love her...

Not yet.

But I will get there; I can feel it, so I better do everything I can to keep Stella alive.

Beautiful.

Gorgeous.

Soon all mine.

"What would it cost to accept all of you? Could I even handle it? Would I be able to protect my mate?"

'All of us? I'm not sure if you're strong enough yet, but... How about we meld a little more for each day?'

"What would that mean for me?"

'Oh, nothing much... Your personality might turn darker, and you will become more aggressive. There will be a thirst for blood, but... Everything else will remain the same, including your will to protect what is yours! I smile. "Then we have a deal."