Chapter 9

    Stefan pulled his head away for a segundo and asked “Is this the fate tu want to live with for forever?” I nodded and added “I want to be with tu and this is the only way to do that.”
    He leaned back towards my neck, looking at my face the whole time. His lips hit my neck, then his tongue. He kissed my neck softly then with más passion. He pulled away and kissed my jaw, temples and my lips. I kissed back, of course but I wondered if he was chickening out. His hands were on my hips, pulling me too him with más force than was necessary but I loved every minuto of it. He pulled away and I was afraid he would stop. He didn’t. He pulled his camisa, camiseta over his head, tearing it in the process. It left his perfect chest exposed, white and más muscular than a bodybuilder. He fell on parte superior, arriba of me and began besar me again. His hands returned to my hips, then they slid under the edge of my shirt. He pulled away, but left his hands where they were.
    “Um… Is this okay?” he asked, obviously meaning if it was okay to remove my clothes. Instead of answering, I reached up and put my hands on his jaws and pulled him back on parte superior, arriba of me. He chuckled, as did I. His hands slid farther up my sides, making me shudder violently with delight. When his hands reached my chest, he too shuddered. He pulled off my camisa, camiseta gently, trying not to hurt me o the camisa, camiseta in the process. I couldn’t believe the amount of feeling that was running all over my body, and I mean all over it. I felt like I needed Stefan más than I needed life itself. Judging por the way he dicho my name as he shuddered, he felt the same way. When he brought his hands down to the parte superior, arriba of my pants he stopped.
    I opened my eyes and looked at him curiously. He was looking back at me, judging my reaction. He looked…confused. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
    “I was savoring the moment.” he dicho matter-of-factly.
    He leaned over me and smiled. His hands swiftly slid my shorts down to my knees and I kicked them off from there. He hooked my leg around his hip and then slid his hand all the way up my body to my jaw. Major shudder from me. His cold body pressed down onto mine and I pressed mine to his. I pushed him away from his chest and he abruptly sat up, looking worried. I reached out and undid his cinturón, correa and the button and zipper on the parte superior, arriba of his pants. He let out a low sigh and kicked off his jeans. We were both up on our knees so he put his arms around me and kissed my neck. His hands glided across my back to the clip on my bra. Swiftly, he unclipped it and it fell to the bed. He gently ran his cold hands across my chest and I breathed a low moan. I pulled him down onto me again and pressed my body to him with renewed passion. He hooked his fingers around my bottoms and pulled them off hungrily. At the same time he kicked his off.
    It was something I had never thought could be real when our bodies came together. The absolute delight and overwhelming passion. It was absolutely amazing. When we finally stopped, both of us were tired (of course Stefan was only “worn out” as he says because vampiros don’t sleep, blah, blah, blah). I woke up, fully clothed and alone. I called out for him and got no answer. He must have left because if he were anywhere in the house, he would have heard even my whisper. I smelled bacon, brindis, pan tostado and grits cooking. What?! My mom doesn’t cook! Oh no! I need to go save the cocina from disaster. I began to run downstairs but I stopped and almost cried out in pain. I was sore in places I didn’t know could be sore. I walked downstairs and saw Stefan cooking. I walked up behind him and reached on my tiptoes to kiss his neck.
    “Good morning beautiful.” he dicho cheerfully.
    “Good morning. How was your night?” I asked slyly.
    “The best of my life. How about yours?” his voice rang with sincerity.
    “Better than the best. I’m going to take a shower. Want to come?”
    “I want to but I can’t. Making breakfast for someone.” he dicho sarcastically. I laughed and went to get my shower. When I took off my clothes, I was amazed. I had bruises on my thighs and they ached dully, I hopped in the shower, cursing myself for bruising easily.
    I wasn’t as sore after I stretched out my muscles and took a shower. I ate my comida and realized I was starving. I ate and changed into a pair of sweats and a tank top. “So, when are tu planning on biting me?” I asked while we cleaned up the kitchen.
    “When I find Erika. She is the person I tried out my siring skills on.”
    I wondered why he needed her but I didn’t want to sound jealous so I didn’t ask. I also wondered why he knew her name. Wow, I needed to calm down.
    “I am going to look for her now. I will be back in no más than an hour.” he told me.
    “I amor you.” I enunciated every word.
    “You know I amor tu because I would never make eggs for anyone else.” We both laughed and he kissed me and he was gone. He did return in forty five minutos and he brought someone with him.
    She was breath taking. I wanted to cry just looking at her. She stared as Stefan introduced us. When he kissed my forehead, I thought she was going to rip my throat out. She eyed his every mover and then he put his arms around me. He kissed my jaw and then my lips. Erika let out an ear piercing hiss and lunged at me, screaming the whole time.