Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 59

Stella

How am I ever going to speak to Raphael alone?!

Earlier today, Leonora took me inside and made dinner for me. It was nice, but she stuck to me like glue. She talked for hours about the house and the Bloodmoon pack.

I wasn't one bit interested but politely listened. Leonora is definitely a Chatty Cathy. All bubbly and energetic.

Raphael only stood and smiled, and Leonora constantly interrupted me whenever I tried to talk to hin Like, what is her deal?

I get that she likes him, but seriously? When Leonora had nothing to say, she showed me to my room. She then locked the door, so I wouldn't "get lost" inside the packhouse. Bah! I don't freaking understand. How f*****g hard can it be to get Raphael alone?!

Impossible, I'm telling you!

Gah!

I'm so frustrated.

It's already dark, and I have no clue how to talk to Raphael. I'm not tired or hungry. I don't care about the Bloodmoon pack. Neither do I care about this house! All I want is to catch Raphael alone! I wish to talk to him, and... Bond?

I don't know.

I just understand I have to talk with him.

The problem is that I'm unsure how to approach Raphael or what to say, but I can't stay upstairs inside this bedroom.

No.

I have to act!

I look out through the window, freezing, when I see Raphael sitting in the jacuzzi outside while drinking something. Perfect!

He is all alone!

I open the window, which isn't locked, and get on the roof. The jacuzzi is right underneath me, and I crouch down in an attempt to slide down into it like a stealthy ninja. Sadly, I'm a clutz.

The roof is slippery, and I shriek before falling into the jacuzzi like a bowling ball. Raphael is the pin because I hit him, and instead of him catching me, we both almost drown.

I landed on top of him, and he didn't expect it. His head is underneath the water next to mine. I can't see in the bubbles, only feel our movements before he grabs me. We break through the surface, and I gasp.

I can't see, but Raphael moves us to the more shallow "massage" area of the jacuzzi. He places me somewhere, and I keep blinking.

"Are you insane?!"

I blink a few more times, smiling sheepishly, when I replace myself sitting in Raphael's lap.

We are face-to-face, and my legs are folded as I straddle him. It would be sexy if he wasn't glaring daggers at me.

"Uhm... Hello?" I say. "Fancy seeing you here."

Amusement crosses his features. "Great, your humor is still intact. Now please tell me you weren't trying to commit suicide."

"No..." I furrow my eyebrows. "Why would I do that?"

Interest takes Raphael's eyes, and he sits up. I'm sitting right above his c**k, which is a bit distracting.

What is also goddamn near impossible to ignore is his tanned, ripped chest in front of my eyes.

Short blonde hair.

Full lips.

He is hot.

Gorgeous.

Raphael also has such cute n*****s attached to his meaty, round pecs. I'm dying to touch them.

"Uhm," Raphael clears his throat with a seductive smile. "I don't mean to interrupt your deep thoughts, but do you want to know why I thought you were attempting suicide?" I blink. "Uh, yes, please, go ahead!"

He smiles knowingly, as if he realizes I was checking him out. Yet he continues talking without embarrassing me by mentioning it.

What a gentleman.

"The first few times when we died... You tried to convince me you were a time-traveler or that you could jump back a few seconds. You injured yourself to then loop back the time."

I stare at him, and Raphael continues talking. "Of course, I didn't remember anything... Until we marked each other."

My head is spinning. "Wait... What is going on? Do you remember the other timelines?"

He blinks. "Ah, so it's like that..."

"Like what?"

"You don't remember."

"Of course, I don't!" I damn near yell. "How the heck do you remember?!"

"It came back to me when you grabbed my hand..." Raphael is studying me in silence. "I really thought you remembered too... I thought that was the reason you were smiling at me..." "No, it was because you're hot."

His eyes widen, and I realize my mistake.

s**t!

I can't believe I just blurted that out!

"A-anyway, so...So you r-remember everything?" I'm so damn confused and also flustered about admitting my attraction to him.

"I remember a few of the timelines," Raphael's smile is slow. "Actually, we both did. We both remembered every last jump until something broke us apart. We kept replaceing each other at every restart after we died... We had a plan and everything." I swallow. "A plan for what?"

He touches my cheek, letting his fingers drag against my cheek. "A plan on how to defeat Arachne."

I stare at him. "Uh... W-what was the plan?"

He frowns. "You really don't remember?"

I shake my head.

He sighs. "Fine, I will you in on the details: your power is to travel at the speed of light. You are the light."

"Yes... I've figured that out."

Raphael hesitates before speaking. "Then... You also know it's a useless power when trying to defeat Arachne."

I laugh. "Ouch... The truth hurts."

"It does, but that's where I come in... Or did... Our plan kind of failed."

"What was the plan?"

He meets my eyes. "In every timeline that we reset, I learned a new element. Touched you; was reminded of my earlier magic and had more spells and powers at hand." "Sounds like a great plan."

"I know... I learned how to control the element of fire, earth, water, air, and lightning. There was one time I learned how to reflect spells, but... It wasn't enough..." "It wasn't?"

"No, we still died to Arachne, and... Our link was severed. How many times have you jumped since then? We wasted five of your jumps. You only had a few jumps left..." I swallow. "This is my last one."

Raphael grimaces. "Yikes..."

"Yeah..."

"Well, Evan is a nice addition to the team..." Raphael snorts. "Albeit also totally random."

I study his handsome face, smiling a little. "Why is it random?"

"Because Evan was always our enemy. Not that it matters. He died to Arachne at the end anyway."

I study Raphael. There is something that doesn't make sense. It gnaws at me like an itch that won't go away.

Leonora was chased by a demonic bear. If I had not saved her from it, she would have died, right? It would have been a different timeline without my interference.

And Evan as my mate? What could possibly have made it so that we were pushed together?

We were sexting, but Evan didn't kill me immediately when he discovered my identity. There was chemistry already.

It's like our souls had made a choice to make peace.

Did something happen in the timeline before we sexted?

"I replace the Evan part weird, too..."

"But you love him?"

Remembering Evan's smile sends heat to my heart.

"Yes, I love him very much."

Raphael nods. "Okay, what about me?"

I'm unsure what to tell him. Something is definitely buzzing in the air, and I decide to just bite into the hard apple.

I was given two mates for a reason.

There is no need to feel guilty.

Both are mine.

I testingly reach out a hand to touch Raphael's shoulder and feel myself blushing. His muscles are tense but also so... Electric.

I wet my lips. "This is a bit... Odd."

His lips quirk up into a smirk.

It doesn't seem to bother Raphael that I'm straddling him. In fact, his c**k is hard. It makes me s**k in a deep breath while he keeps his heated gaze on my face. There are bees and butterflies.

Flutters.

My emotions for him are much stronger than they were in the last timeline. I'm actually highly attracted to Raphael.

I want to get to know him.

Kiss him.

Feel him.

It's freaking me out a little bit because I also want Evan. One of them isn't enough; it needs to be both.

"What do you replace odd?" Raphael asks.

"In the last... Timeline... Ummm..." I'm not sure how to say it without sounding rude. I bite my lower lip. "Forget it."

"Let me guess: there was no chemistry?"

I peer into his emerald eyes. "H-how do you know?"

He tilts his head. "Please, we had trouble bonding and marking each other every time you jumped. When my memories remained, we actually liked each other-I was a terrible person before I met you." "And now?" I ask.

"I'm not the same Raphael you might remember," his smile is hesitant but sexy. Not overly confident. "But I've had you six times, and I want you again. I'm just waiting for your judgment... Do you want me?"