Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 67

Stella

I'm breathless. Wet. Overwhelmed. Riled up. I can't think, can't come up with an excuse.

I want to have s*x with Evan and Raphael, and I don't want to wait.

My lips form the words. "I want it now."

Raphael stares at me in the dark, clearly shocked by me giving in, but Evan is already at work. A tremor goes through me when he hauls me on top of his big body.

He smells like roses and hotel soap. His armpits are slightly hairy, but I find it sexy, especially since his biceps are so defined.

So hot.

My breasts are soft against Evan's hard pecs, and I feel a thousand times smaller since he is so broad. Large. Sexy.

Heat invades my skin when he kisses me, again and again, eating at my lips before breaking away.

"You should be focusing on Raphael this time," Evan's voice sounds deeper in the dark. "So why don't you sit on my c**k in the reversed cowgirl style?" "Oh," I blush. "Sure..."

I push myself up from Evan's chest and sit beside him. Bumblebees are bumping around in my belly.

Evan's c**k is right there, stiff and throbbing. Lust pools between my legs as I lock my eyes on it. I feel tingles between my legs as if my body is already begging to be filled. But at the same time...

s**t, am I really doing this?

A threesome?

I'm wet. Horny.

Ready.

But I am also nervous because I haven't done anything s****l with Raphael. I lift my chin and find his eyes are heated even in the dark. There is a slight green glow to them, beautiful. "Don't be shy," Raphael says, sounding amused. I'm sure he can hear my ticking heartbeat. "Relax, Stella."

I lift my chin. "H-how?"

"Enjoy yourself."

Raphael closes the distance on the bed and comes over to me on his bent knees on the mattress. The second I face him, his lips claim mine, and I mewl into his mouth.

His kiss is tender-lovers lost and found. He deepens it while guiding me to sit on Evan's c**k. I find it oddly romantic until Evan's hands are on my hips, and then I feel pure l**t instead. Inch by inch, Evan sinks into me, and I moan into Raphael's warm, hot mouth. Overwhelmed by the pain. I haven't taken a c**k in this timeline, but the slight stretching feels so good. "f**k, you're tight." Evan groans behind me, sending shivers down my spine as he grabs my sides. He pushes me down and forces me to take him whole while Raphael kisses me.

He controls me with his tongue and grabs my hands to place them on his pecs, wanting me to touch him. It sends a spike of heat through me.

Raphael is so beautiful. I'm getting wetter from simply tracing his ropes of muscles and tanned skin with my fingertips.

And Evan must be able to feel my excitement, for he bounces me on his c**k, which sends a wave of pleasure throughout my body. I swear my brain is getting fried.

Raphael leans back, dragging his thumb over my lower lip. "I want to be in on the fun as well."

I don't have to ask him what he means. He stands on the bed, and my hands grip his bubble b**t as he guides the tip of his c**k inside my waiting mouth.

A more skillful person would probably grip his thick shaft and help to gain speed and friction with their hand. But his b**t is so sexy! I close my eyes and enjoy myself while sucking him, high on pleasure.

"You're so handsy," Raphael whispers huskily and moans when I take his c**k deeper into my throat. "It turns me on... Keep touching my b**t... Hell, you can even finger the hole... I don't care... Just touch me..."

Behind me, Evan is holding my sides and panting. He lifts me up and down, up and down, and helps bounce me by lifting his a*s slightly off the mattress. It feels amazing.

Evan's c**k is thick and big. It stretches me even more than his fingers ever did, but I'm so wet that the f*****g goes effortlessly.

I can't help the moan building in my throat, but since Raphael is in my mouth, I end up choking on his c**k.

He grins down at me, eyes hooded with l**t, and she thrusts in and out. His fingers in my hair, forcing it deeper. f**k. It turns me on so badly, especially when he moans.

"I love your dirty little mouth," Raphael breathes. "You're so talented, Stella. Such a filthy and sexy mate."

"Oh, you're gaining speed, little wolf," Evan sounds amused. "Are you liking this after all? Despite trying to resist it."

Their voices are bringing me closer to the goal. The room smells like s*x and heat and male musk.

I suppress a shiver as I press my tongue harder against Raphael's c**k and part my lips to take him as deeply as possible. Oh, God. I can feel Evan's c**k deep inside my p***y, and it's driving me wild to have another c**k between my lips. Deciding this isn't enough, Raphael digs his rough hands into my hair, gripping it tight enough to make my eyes water as he slowly inches farther into my mouth.

"f**k yes... Just like that... Keep sucking me, dirty girl," Raphael hisses between clenched teeth.

I close my eyes on instinct and take him in, letting my tongue lick across his thick, veined shaft.

"You feel that?" Evan asks, his voice a low, throaty groan. "You feel how full you are, Stella? With my big c**k in your tight little hole and Raphael's c**k in your sexy mouth?"

"How do you like it?" Raphael asks. "You're shuddering."

"Convulsing," Evan says.

"Are you close?" Raphael wonders.

"She is shaking," Evan sounds amused, and then he groans. "I love that you're enjoying this. Let's so faster, Stella."

Faster?

"Deeper," Raphael moans. "I want you chocking on my c**k again."

Raphael pumps his c**k against my mouth mercilessly, the motion rocking me back against Evan's c**k with every thrust until I'm f****d from both sides. Good Lord.

An o****m is building in my core, and Raphael is watching me with desperate l**t in his eyes the whole time, like he can't get enough of what he is seeing.

And Evan presses a thumb into my a*s. Careful, and I was wrong about not thinking I would like it. I love it. It sends me toppling over the edge, and I spiral towards an insanely powerful o****m. "You like that, Stella?" Evan asks. "You like us stuffing both your holes at once?"

I can't fight it anymore.

Pleasure hits me like a storm. It washed over me in a wave, the ecstasy of the o****m mingling with the pain of Evan stretching my a*s with his thick fingers and Raphael f*****g my mouth. Yet both men don't slow down, don't even pause. Raphael is grunting with his eyes closed, close to reaching his own o****m.

And I can feel Evan is tense underneath me. He is close too, and it's so sexy hearing that he is breathless.

"f**k, Stella..."

Raphael growls and f***s my mouth harder, so hard his balls are slapping, and the man loses his goddamn mind. He growls louder, and I squeeze his buttcheeks until he comes inside my mouth. I don't mind swallowing, and that scene must get Evan going because he turns deathly still. There is a thrust, his c**k jerking, and he shoots his load deep inside me.

Sexy.

Hot.

Warmth spills down my legs as I climb off Evan to collapse next to him in the fluffy bed. I'm all shaky and weak.

"You were so sexy," Evan murmurs, bathing in the afterglow of s*x. He pulls me to him and kisses my forehead. "It didn't hurt, did it?"

"A little," I admit. "But I liked it."

Raphael is behind me, stroking my skin with his large, warm hand before getting comfortable. "That was f*****g hot as hell... You're kinky, Stella, and I'm officially addicted to you."

I blush in the dark, hoping no one will notice, but Evan is already smirking in amusement. He leans in to kiss my lips and doesn't even care where I've had my mouth.

Raphael, in the meantime, snuggles up close behind me. It makes me feel safe from both sides.

I didn't think having them both would be like this. So comfortable, so easy. My heart is crying in joy, and I must be a wimp because I'm suddenly close to tears when Evan breaks our kiss. "What is wrong?" he strokes my cheek and peers deeply into my eyes with his glowing, red orbs.

"Nothing is wrong..." I sob.

Raphael snorts behind me, but the sound is gentle. "If nothing is wrong, you wouldn't be crying..."

"Fine, it's just that..." I bite my lower lip. "I'm scared... I'm happy and nothing good ever comes from feeling happy. I fear something will happen, and you will be ripped away from me..." Raphael sighs. "That won't happen."

He wraps his arm around me and hugs me, but the expression on Evan's face worries me. He studies my face in silence, and I can't help but feel as if he is keeping secrets.

Eventually, he talks. "I wouldn't let anything bad happen to either of you two," he strokes my cheek again, smiling. "You're my mate, the person that I love, and Raphael... Well, I guess he is a friend." Raphael almost chokes. "Friend? f**k, I knew I should have filmed everything that happened today."

"Filmed?" Evan hisses.

"Yeah! You won't ever admit to us being friends again!"

I laugh when Evan mumbles, "f*****g mutt" in the dark, and then I get comfortable in the bed with a big smile.

I can't rattle the feeling that something terrible is about to happen, but I can enjoy this moment.

My chest is filled with butterflies, and I'm satisfied and in the arms of both of my mates. Life couldn't get any better.