Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 64

Evan

This might be the worst day to get chased by bad guys.

I'm feeling dizzy. I haven't had enough blood, and I'm waltzing around inside Stella's room naked with Oh, brother.

The werewolves run up their staircase, and I hastily grab my boxers.

My eyes roam over Stella's short, beautiful frame and the red hair that frames her round, pink cheeks.

Big eyes.

Freckles.

Even her smile is cute, even though she is scared.

**g boner.

All I want is to kiss those cute t**s and wrap my arms around her. Go down on her and let myself rot between her legs.

But Stella doing me wouldn't have been bad either. f**k me.

I can't believe I was so close to getting pleased and touched by her. My muscles are tense, and there is a bulge in my boxers. I haven't had s*x for what feels like an eternity. The last time my c**k had any action was when Stella gave me head. What freaks me out is that I only want to have s*x with her.

I'm so f*****g whipped, and the mate-bond isn't even there...

Groaning, I walk over to the window, and Stella follows.

"What are you doing?"

With a little added force, I open the window. "Opening the window? What does it look like I'm doing? We have to escape."

"This is the second floor."

"And?" I sound snappy because I'm horny...

"And my balance isn't good!"

I roll my eyes, and Stella lets out a girlish squeal when I fling myself at her, catching her around the middle. Since she is as light as a feather, I easily haul her onto my shoulder.

It's sexy holding her, but now isn't the time to admire her a*s. The enemies have detected Stella's voice, and now they are thundering towards the room.

"Where did that scream come from?!"

"I think it's that room!"

"They must be in there!"

I peer out through the window. "Thank you for traveling by vampire airlines. We are leaving the room in about three seconds-"

"Just go already!" Stella shouts, but she is laughing.

Smiling, I tighten my grip on her and jump through the window. There are werewolves outside, and Stella gasps.

"They have Raphael!"

I blink to the right after landing on the porch.

The Bloodmoon werewolves have chained their old alpha, Raphael, and are staring at us. They most likely don't understand what is happening and therefore aren't attacking us. "We have to help him!" Stella says while hanging over my shoulder like a sack of flour. Her a*s is so close to my face that I find it distracting, but I'm fighting to keep my focus. "I'm not sure what you want me to do," I grimace. "Raphael looks pretty screwed to me."

"Can't you do any magic?"

"I could get us to Raphael, but..." I suck in a deep breath. "Your wolf boy won't like my plan on how to get us away."

"Will the plan work?"

"Yes."

"Then just do it!"

My lips twitch. "Alright, but you should know your werewolf boy might hate me forever after this."

I don't explain myself and use my ability to sink through the ground and enter the shadow realm. Stella screams, which makes me feel guilty since I didn't mean to freak her out. "This won't take long!" I assure her. "Just wait!"

"I have a total head rush..." Stella complains.

Laughing in amusement, I make us appear from the shadows where Raphael is standing.

Only two werewolves are holding on to his chains, and I slip Stella down from my shoulders. She kicks one werewolf in the balls, and I smirk before flinging away the other. "Stella?" Raphael coughs. "Why are you still here? You need to leave!"

"Not without you!"

"I will only slow you down!"

Raphael is panting, probably weakened by silver or something. He has also battled the other alpha, and his body is in terrible shape. Bruised and battered like a gladiator.

"We are here to save you and won't leave without you," Stella declares and glances at the door when the other werewolves notice we are outside. "What do we do now?! We can't fight all of them!" "Now it's time for the second part of my great escape plan."

I walk up to Raphael, who squints at me. He doesn't know what to expect of me and turns tense when I dip my head.

My lips whisper into his ear. "This won't hurt."

Stella sucks in a deep breath behind me, gawking, when I stick my teeth into Raphael's neck.

I need his blood to teleport us away from here. He is a former alpha, and the strength in his blood is something I need.

But Stella might experience this scene differently...

In her eyes, this is probably free fan service. I'm only wearing boxers, and Raphael is entirely naked while I nibble at his neck. And while I'm not one bit bisexual, I can smell Stella's arousal.

The little vixen likes man-on-man action.

Good to know...

I dip back from Raphael's neck and place one hand on Raphael's shoulder while I grab hold of Stella. My fingers curl around her wrist.

"And now we leave."

The werewolves transform and lunge at us, but we blink away from the garden before they get the chance to attack.

I can't teleport so many people far away, but I take us to the hotel room where Stella and I previously stayed. "And we are safe," I announce.

"You did it!" Stella wobbles around on shaky legs. "But I don't think I will get used to the teleporting thing..."

Raphael coughs up blood. "Me... Neither..."

"They really did a number on you." I look the former alpha up and down. Weirdly enough, I don't hate Raphael. He took care of Stella while I was gone. "Will you heal from those wounds? Or should we take you to a hospital?" "Nice of you to care about me, vampire," Raphael snorts before coughing violently again. "But no, I will... Heal."

"I see."

"Are you sure you will be alright?" Stella asks.

Raphael offers her a smile, brave to the end. "Yes. I just need to rest..."

I nod to the left. "Well, the bed is over there."

"Right."

Raphael tries to make it to the other side of the room, but his knees buckle, and I sigh before reluctantly helping him. I hold him up straight, let his arm rest over my shoulder, and walk him there.

"I can't believe I'm helping a werewolf..." I mutter.

Raphael breathes a laugh. "And I can't believe I'm letting you..."

"I'm just happy we are all alive," Stella remarks. "But we can't stay here forever, or Elias will find us."

"Elias also has Leonora."

"The elf?" I grimace. "Is she important?"

"Evan!" Stella snarls. She then places her hands on either side of her waist to glare at me. "Of course, her life is important! Leonora is Raphael's childhood friend or something!"

Is she trying to appear scary? Because she is adorable.

"And how was I supposed to know that?" I question after I've helped Raphael lie down on his back. Look at me being all helpful. I'm so nice that I even pull a blanket over the injured werewolf. "I don't know Leonora and do not know if she is on our side or not." Raphael coughs on a laugh before speaking. "Leonora is definitely not on our side since I told her how I feel about Stella... She is mad at me and probably wishes me dead after that confession."

"Oh..." Stella sits down on the bed and crawls closer to Raphael. Her eyes show concern for his injuries. "So, what do we do now?"

After Stella has asked that question, there is a knock on the hotel door, and I blink in surprise when it opens.

Leonora, the blonde elf girl, is standing on the other side with the creepiest smile I've ever seen.

Something is off about her...

I stare at her, pausing when I can sense power oozing from her pores in waves.

Shit.

Not good.

She opens her mouth, and her voice comes out demonic. "I wanted to mate with you, Raphael. It's such a waste that you've picked the werewolf girl over me. Such a shame indeed." "Leonora?" Raphael gasps. "Why do you sound like that?"

My eyes narrow, and my nostrils flare. "Because Leonora isn't an elf at all... Isn't that right?"

Her lips curl into a wicked smile. "Are you on their side, vampire?"

I tilt my head. "Try to hurt them and find out the hard way."

Stella narrows her eyes. "What are you?"

The smile on the creepy elf's face remains. "Leonora is my vessel. She is the elf girl I've used to carry my eggs in her stomach. One of them will hatch when the time comes, and I will finally be gifted a new body." Stella gasps. "Arachne!"

I can see that Stella is ready to attack, so I grab her wrist without removing my eyes from the blonde elf. Arachne. Leonora. Whatever. The point is that she is the villain here.

"Don't attack her," I say in a low voice. "Her magic is powerful and might be on the same level as mine. I'm also weakened, and we might not win."

Arachne's smile grows. "Indeed."

I arch an eyebrow. "So why don't you finish us?"

"Because I want a battle worth remembering," Arachne smiles and does her villain speech. What a f*****g cliché. "My plan was to mate with Raphael and later eat him. I'm a part black widow and wanted his powers. But it seems the game field has changed." "Changed?" Stella asks.

"Yes, you have two mates this time," Arachne is eyeing me. "And to be honest, I'm afraid of challenging the new one... He smells weird... Like ancient powers. He definitely wasn't like this the other times I faced him. Something has changed."

The shadows hiss inside my head. 'We don't like the spider, but we need to mate with the werewolf to grow stronger, Evan. Don't challenge her now, but try not to show any vulnerability right now!

I smirk. "I might be weakened, but I'm pretty sure both of us would die if you challenged me right now, spider."

"Yeah, I don't want that..." Arachne dismisses me with her hand. "I will wait and grow stronger before I attempt to kill you."

Stella gasps then. "Wait, so you actually remember the timelines?"

"Some of them... Therefore, I realize I too have to grow stronger, so when the time comes, I will eat alpha Logan and Elias instead of Raphael," Arachne laughs in delight. "Maybe I will even declare myself the alpha of their combined packs?" Stella snarls at her. "A spider can't become the alpha of any werewolf pack! You wouldn't be respected!"

"No, but I would be feared. Either way, I hope our last battle will be worth it, silver wolf. I shall wait for you. And don't even try to escape fate. If you don't defeat me on judgment day, I will come for you and your mates, Stella. I will be strong enough then." Stella snarls at Arachne one last time, but the spider disappears in purple smoke before Stella can lunge at her.

Her voice echoes against the walls. "Until we meet again."