Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 71

Raphael

The sun has set, and I'm holding Lambi in my arms. Stella should be focusing on driving. She is watching me instead and parks the car by the side of the road. My lips curl. "What?"

Her eyes are trailing my veiny arms, and a blush coats her cheeks before her gaze clash with mine. Is she checking me out?

"Nothing... I'm just..."

I study her in silence.

The sun casts Stella's otherwise pale skin in orange light. It makes her appear luminous. She is gleaming like the rarest of gold, so beautiful she makes my heart hurt. "Could we..." Stella hesitates, but I know what she means.

I lean over to place Lambi in the backseat. He is tucked in a blanket and contently closes his eyes. It gives me room to focus on my mate, the silly woman who is madly blushing. "There," I say, gripping my thighs and smiling. "I'm all free."

Stella smiles back. I expect her to bond with me through talking, but she climbs over the middle console. I breathe a laugh at her monkey attempt and help her get into my lap.

My hand brushes her sides, and my eyes land on hers. We are inches apart, with the sound of her breath hitching.

I press a kiss to the underside of her jaw. "Is this your idea of bonding with me?"

"I needed to touch you."

Smiling, I kiss her jaw again.

She shudders, and I almost lose my cool.

Her scent calls out to my soul and sings deep into my bones. I'm beginning to think I could stay here for endless years.

Stella fits too well in my arms, and I can hear her heart pounding. She is nervous, but that doesn't stop me from touching her. For now, I can go slow and start with chaste, relatively innocent touches.

My fingers skim over her back, and a throb of warm happiness lingers when Stella places her hands on my shoulders and drags them up my neck into my hair.

She snuggles closer, her breasts in my face and fingers in my hair. It feels so good I have to close my eyes. My strong arm wraps around her waist, securing her against me.

Her body is curvy and soft. Feminine. I'm trying my best not to get distracted by her breasts, but they are right in front of my face. Damn, I want to touch them so badly. "Raphael?"

"Hmm?" I stroke her back and let my fingers sink into her skin. Something inside me is growling, "mine," and I agree.

"You can't use magic before we are mated, right?"

"Nope."

"So you need the mate-bond, right?"

My hand pauses at her waist. "What are you trying to say?"

She sucks in a deep breath and cups my cheeks. Her gaze lowers to my mouth before she finally meets my eyes. The attraction makes it hard to have a conversation, but she has my total attention. My c**k agrees too.

"The thing is..." Stella sucks in a deep breath. "I think I know how to make the mate-bond form sooner than my twentieth birthday."

"You do?"

"Yes, but... It means having to give something up. I've heard the moon goddess whispering inside my head since I had my nightmare. I've been shutting her out, but... I think I have to listen to her." I gently peer up at her. "What is she saying?"

Stella swallows thickly. "She is telling me to give up my time-travel abilities..."

I tilt my head, speaking softly. "But you can't use it anyway, can you? So what is the harm?"

There is a soft, pained laugh. "I know, but... I would still feel useless. It would mean depending on my mates."

I cup her cheeks and lean back in the seat. "And would that be the worst thing in the world?"

She sucks in a deep breath. "I wanted to ask you first."

Stella's eyes glisten with tears, and I can't help myself. I lean in and kiss her like I've wanted to all day. It's deep and sweet.

She makes a pleased sound before I shove my tongue into her mouth to silence her, and then her mouth opens to mine. The gentle touch of her hand turns into a desperate grip, and she loses her fingers in my hair.

I want to show her that I'm not going anywhere. I tilt my head and squeeze her a*s with my hands, knowing Stella has no idea how much I love to touch her, taste her.

"Is this okay?" I whisper before suckling her lower lip. "Kissing you like this right now, right here?"

Stella is responsive, and every kiss is a firework, but I need her confirmation. I want to know if she is as much into me as I'm into her. I need her to say it.

Stella hums into my mouth, tickling my lips before breaking free. Her body arcs into mine, pressing those glorious breasts against my chest.

"Yes," she smiles. "Yes."

Yes. That's my new favorite word.

I kiss her again, but she pushes at my chest. I lift my eyebrows, wanting to know what is wrong.

Her eyes are glistening. "I'm going to do it."

I blink. "Right now?"

"I have to. Arachne knows who we are, and... I want nothing to happen to you and Evan. And you will be stronger if you're mated."

I kiss the fabric shielding her breasts. "True. Also, being mated and marked by a silver wolf brings out the true potential in whoever she chooses to make hers." "Really?"

"It's part of what makes a silver wolf so special. It's why the past me so desperately wanted you. The other Raphael wanted power."

Her beautiful eyes find mine. "And you don't?"

I breathe a laugh. If only Stella could look into my mind, she would realize she is my everything. Which also means Evan is important. She needs us both by her side. "All I want is you."

A tear slips down Stella's cheek, and then she loses herself in me.

I've never been kissed like this by her before. Her lips are hungry and shock me to the core. Her tongue conveys words: I want you, I need you, and I love you so much.

My whole body throbs with l**t, and I groan. Something is happening. Stella's scent is growing more addictive to my nose, and I can feel our mate-bond awakening. She gave up on her powers.

The knowledge of her self-sacrifice makes me want her more. I swallow down her soft moans and learn the contours of her mouth. The simple slide of her tongue along mine has my c**k so hard it hurts. Stella is all in. She kisses me like I could blow up in a puff of smoke at any given second. And her desperation turns me on so severely my movements become clumsy, fumbling, and uncoordinated. Damn. I want to touch Stella everywhere, and my hands can't decide where to start.

I've never felt like this before.

We both pant when we part for air, and my hand is halfway up her shirt. Remove it, and I'm one step closer to heaven. But Stella pulls back, a pretty blush spreading over her cheeks.

Our eyes are inches apart, and she breathes warm air into my face while the mate-bond zaps between us. It's more powerful because I've never loved her like this before.

I actually think magic is already coursing through my veins even with Stella marking me...

To test that theory, I clench my fist and open it.

Fire lights up my thumb, electricity zaps on my pointer finger, plants grow on my long finger, water covers my ring finger, and a mini-tornado encircles the little one. "Damn," Stella murmurs, glancing at me with a wry smile.

"Damn?" I question. I'm still pulsing with lust. I can only sit in this seat since moving would kill me. I'm filled with desire, trying to control myself so I don't reach for her again. My c**k, however, isn't working on the same side. He is trying to push out through the fabric of my pants. The greedy fucker.

"Five elements?" Stella questions.

"Mhm..."

"That's so cool."

Compliments.

So many compliments even in her eyes.

f**k.

I'm no longer strong enough not to kiss her neck. I reach for her and s**k her skin, and she rewards me with a moan. My c**k stirs, and I curse the clothes she is wearing. I pull at her shirt. "Can we lose this?"

Blushing, she smiles and pulls herself out of the fog. I want to pull her back into it, kiss her until the end of time.

Stella takes an unsteady breath. "I never thought I would make out with you inside a car with a lamb in the backseat."

"I'm just glad you're making out with me at all," I say and feel another bolt of heat pass through me.

The mate-bond is killing me, and I cup the back of her delicate neck and kiss her again. Harder, maybe even a little f*****g desperate. Because I'm dying from l**t and want here.

Stella moans, and her hands explore me, sliding down to cup my fat pecs in her palms. Aggressive. Turn-on. A grunt leaves me when her fingers sink into my muscles, and I kick open the damn car door. I can't take it anymore and take Stella outside.

She shrieks when I press her against the first oak tree I find but falls silent when I kiss her again. Her legs are wrapped around me, her body curling around mine.

When our kiss is broken, her lips are swollen as she gasps. "I..." I silence her by suckling her lower lip. She murmurs a sound of approval yet tries to talk again. "I think we..."

Disappointment settles like lead in my stomach. "Stop?"

I don't want to stop. My c**k is hard as a rock, and my abs aching with the need to f**k her wet cunt. The last thing I want is to take it slow. But if my mate wants slow, I give it to her. "No," Stella snorts. "I think we should remove our clothes."

OH.

She touches my cheek. "What did you think I meant?"

"I don't know," I reply to her while already helping her out of that shirt that I've been desperate to peel away for minutes. "But I agree-off with all the clothes. I want you naked. Now."

Her eyes have so much heat that I almost lose my balance. My mind is already going blank. She is gorgeous. Beautiful. All mine, and soon to be marked by my teeth.

"But you shouldn't mark me," Stella whispers. "Evan isn't here... And you should mark me when we are all together."

I lift an eyebrow, smirking. "Or you could just call Evan here? The mate-bond is there-why don't you try calling to reach for him. He should be strong enough to hear you." She blinks. "Really?"

"Yes, and if you don't do it soon, then I will..." I kiss her neck again, nibbling at her skin. "Because I'm desperate to mark you and can't f*****g wait another day."