Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 93

Greta

I've always had an eye for beautiful men. I often joke with Rebecca about who I would do and who I wouldnt do. Inappropriate jokes about hot men were my thing, but now when I'm faced with one, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be doing. My mate is a demon, and he is also way out of my league. And it's one thing pretending and talking as if you have a chance at dating a hot guy, but now that my mate turns out to be one? I'm so nervous.

I glance at my mate from my armchair.

He is larger-than-life and lying on his back with his eyes closed. Damn. If we had not been mates and e has been a regular student, I could see myself telling Rebecca he was gorgeous. Because he is, but I bet I'm not his type.

I can't imagine someone like him flirting or asking someone like me out on a date. No chance!

Laughter bubbles in my throat before I choke it down by swallowing. Yet it doesn't go unnoticed.

That deep, raspy voice is in my ears before I know it. "What are you thinking about?"

I shudder and nervously stare down at my feet. There's no way I'm telling him the truth.

"It's nothing..."

Yellow eyes open, and my mate looks at me with a tired expression. He always appears grumpy. It makes it even harder to get to know him and fall into conversation. My stomach is constantly tied in knots around him.

"My name is Kitsukami, but you can call me Kit."

I look at him again, smiling despite all my nerves and insecurities. He frowns, yet I keep my friendly fa "It's nice to meet you, Kit."

"Nice to meet you, huh?" He nods at the armchair. "If that's the case, and you're happy about meeting "I'm not treating you like you're infectious!" I am. Kit frightens me.

"Uh-huh... Then why are you sleeping over there when you told your friend we would share a bed?"

en why are you treating me like I'm infectious."

I blush and try to replace words. Kit stares at me with his intense eyes, and I somehow manage to mumble the ruth. "Because you don't look exactly approachable right now."

His nostrils flare, and he sighs heavily. I expect him to turn around to get out of this conversation, but to my surprise, he opens up.

"I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong..."

I let my eyes roam over him.

Kit is lying sideways, and his nine tails are pacing back and forth as he looks back at me. His eyebrows are thick and caught in permanent angry slashes. But his ears are twitching, adding cuteness to his otherwise badass appearance. "Well... For starters... Just because we are mates, it doesn't mean that I will jump into your arms and get immediately married."

His lips twitch. "Obviously."

My cheeks burn. "And... And you should probably wear clothes and not run around naked. Humans don't show off the goods to everyone."

"Noted."

"So will you put clothes on?" Not that I mind the view. But it certainly is distracting. My eyes keep wanting to wander.

His face remains neutral. "It's only you in here? Why should I bother to put clothes on? You're allowed to look."

I almost choke, and my cheeks turn even redder. "I really shouldn't be looking at you..." If I do, I might just tackle my mate to the ground, or at least die trying.

"I see..." His thick eyebrows lower as a frown settles across his face. It only makes him even more tempting. "Am I really that terrible?"

I gulp because he is not. He is fine. So damn hot, but... Also, a bit scary? I can't seem to forget the fact that he is a demon.

"No, you're... A bit intimidating, that's all."

"But I wouldn't hurt you," his whole focus is on me, and his gravelly voice is steady, yet there is visible pain in his gaze. "We can share the bed... And... If it makes you feel better, I won't touch you..."

"You won't touch me, but you want me next to you?"

"Yeah?" A grumpy blush covers his handsome face. But he averts his gaze and glares down at the floor as if wanting to hide it. "If you're close to me... It feels like you're safe, and I can inhale your scent... I mean... That came out wrong. What the hell, what am I even saying?" he sighs heavily, raking his fingers through his hair. "I just want you here, okay?"

Goosebumps prickle over my skin. "You want me lying next to you..." I stare at him and feel my heart pound in my ears. Even my words trail off my tongue as my throat turns bone dry. "Yes."

I stand up but then hesitate. "I'm a virgin."

Humor dances in his eyes, and I see him biting back a smile. "Good to know, but you don't have to worry about that changing. I'm not going to force myself on you... Unless that's what you want?"

I blush brighter. "No... I don't know why I said that... I'm just nervous..." I laugh a little and want to sink through the ground. "And now I'm babbling, and shit... Maybe I should stay over here?" "But I want you over here," Kit backs up and taps the empty space in front of his large body. "I won't bite."

"Somehow, I doubt that. You constantly wear this frown and look like you're always angry."

He breathes a laugh. "I have a resting a*****e face, and I'm moody, tired of most people's s**t. I'm a demon, though-so what can you do? But I'm really trying to put an effort in here." I smile weakly. "For me?"

He rolls his eyes and slumps his massive shoulders. "Do you need that confirmation?"

"Yes."

"Fine..." His sullen eyes hold mine. "You're afraid of me, so I'm trying to be more... Approachable?"

"You're doing great."

"Uh-huh, if that's the case, why are you still hesitating?"

"Good point..."

Shyly, I tip-toe over to my bed, aware of Kit watching me the entire time without uttering a word. It makes me feel self-conscious. I'm afraid of him looking at my half-naked body and replaceing flaws. The mere idea makes my blood come to a boil. Yet I keep moving.

I get into my bed with him, grateful that the mattress doesn't creak under my weight or something else embarrassing. But I don't get to celebrate for very long.

Kit is a huge guy, and I only get to lie down before tumbling head-first into his rock-hard abs. Suddenly, I'm face-to-face with his smooth skin and replace my hands pressed against his abs.

Oh, God.

No-no-no!

What if he hates that I touch him?!

My heart leaps up into my throat, and the behemoth chuckles. "Sorry... I don't think your bed was made for a demon of my posture. I'm way too heavy to be lying here."

Instead of replying to his words, I blurt out what I'm thinking. "I'm kind of freaking out right now."

I'm not lying. My heart is jackhammering, and my pulse is through the freaking ceiling. I'm hyperventilating, but hold my breath when Kit moves his hand to the back of my head? There are tingles down to my toes.

His palm is so large that it entirely engulfs me, and I'm gently pressed into his warm skin. He smells like sakura flowers.

"I would never hurt you... Never you..." Kit whispers into my ear. "Holding you like this? It makes a lot of sense."

My voice comes out in a whisper. "It does?"

"Yes, baby," he whispers in a gravelly voice. "I can't change what I've done in the past. Lord knows my history isn't pretty. I'm a demon, but... All I really want right now is to stay with you and keep you safe. Protect you from anyone who might wish you harm." "From demons?"

"From any bloke or bastard who even looks at you the wrong way. I will tear them all apart."

I like those cheesy words.

No.

I love them.

"You're pretty sweet..." I whisper.

"Only with you."

More cheesy words.

I'm buzzing with butterflies right now.

I relax in Kit's hold, but my heart doesn't stop racing. I can't remain calm in his presence but replace my fingers sinking into his skin. For some reason, I just really want to touch him. Be with him.

His fluffy white tails cover us like a blanket, and his scent invades my senses until I'm lightheaded.

I want to touch Kit more and explore his body, but I'm afraid he will get angry with me. What if he doesn't want me touching him?

I shut my eyes. "I'm so nervous right now... My heart won't stop racing... But... I do like this. I like this a lot."

"I'm nervous around you, too," Kit grabs my hand, places it on the hard plate of his chest, and gives me a defeated smile like he is tired of holding back his emotions. "My heart is beating. For you."