Katerina didn’t like any of the men. But the dates were nice. They are, talked, sometimes even got her to laugh. But there was no chemistry. She could feel it and she could tell they felt it too. So after each date she kissed her cheek and said goodbye, knowing they’d likely never message her back and that was alright. They’d still have the story that they had a date with Katerina Delaney. Only one tried to pursue a second date and she told him she’d get back to him, hoping he would get the hint when he didn’t hear back.
After five dates Katerina was starting to feel better. She had avoided Terra and her sexcapades, and avoided hearing about it. And as Alex had suggested, she had gotten out of the house. Tomorrow was going to be her second session with Terra and she was nervous but determined not to let the girl get under her skin again. But for tonight, she had one last date to distract her.
Things went surprisingly well. He was sweet. Handsome. And quite charming. She felt a bit of a connection with him, but not like she knew she could. Still they stayed out later than she had planned, going for drinks after supper. He drove her home after, sobering up as weres could do quickly, their metabolisms always high.
When they got to her house she invited him to the back patio, wanting to continue their conversation about psychology and her “profession”. As they walked in the dark he took her hand and she smiled up at him. He was very chuave. Smooth. As they rounded the corner into the dark backyard she realized...too smooth. He had just gotten her to invite him to her backyard, where normally she just kissed their cheek goodnight.
She didn’t think much on it though as he was kind enough to offer his jacket to sit on as they kicked their shoes off and dipped them in the water, sitting at the edge. She had decided to wear another one of her three dresses, this one a deep
red. He asked her about some more of her work and as she looked out into the water she explained her recent research, not noticing him reaching up to touch her chin. She jumped when his fingers brushed her jaw and turned her face to him, tilting it up so he could kiss her. She was so stunned it wasn’t until he was inches from her mouth that she pulled back, swallowing hard.
“Sorry...nervous,” she murmured, wringing her hands.
“Don’t be,” he whispered, turning her face to him again and lightly pressing his lips to her. She expected it to feel like fireworks. Like her romance novels wrote it. But she felt...nothing. Just like with the few others she had tried kissing. Nothing was there.
She pulled back a little as he broke the kiss and played with a strand of her hair, letting his hand follow it down towards her breasts.
“Stop,” she grabbed his hand when he got to low and stopped him, “I thought you wanted to talk.”
“I think there’s been enough words said,” he purred and tried to lean in to kiss her again. She pulled back and pushed his hand away.
“Then maybe you should go.”
He gave her a look. A look she didn’t like. A cocky smug look. Then he caught her by the hair, grabbing a fistful and rugged her in, his lips wet and sloppy as he forced a kiss on her, trying to force his tongue down her throat. She bit down on his lip hard, hard enough to make him bleed and he hissed as he pulled back, shoving her forcefully away from him by the hair, her hands hitting the concrete as she tried to scramble up. Alex wasn’t home. He couldn’t help her. So she had to help herself. She needed to get inside. Lock the doors. A were could break through but there was plenty of guards in the mansion. They’d hear.
“Get away from me or I’ll scream!” She snapped, trying to stand but he caught her ankle and tugged and she went down hard, smashing her face on the concrete. Blood began dripping from her nose as he grabbed her by the throat and squeezed.
“You won’t scream princess. You want this. You want a big strong man in your life to take care of you. Stop playing these hard to get games.”
“I’m...not...” she choked out, her cheeks turning red from lack of air.
He leaned in close, licking her ear and sniffing her hair, “yes you are. But don’t worry baby, I know what you need. A foot long cock down your throat. After that I think I’ll make you mine. Mating into the royal family. I’ll be set for life.”
Her eyes bulged and she tried to slap him but he had her pinned down and his strength outbeat hers. She couldn’t scream either. And none of the guards patrolled the pool area. She was in trouble. Terrifying trouble.