Her chosen mate (The change series 2)

Chapter 24: Temptations from the past

Kai

Things were going great between me and Natasha, we’d recently gotten to the ‘I love you’ stage of the relationship and f***k was the s**x good, I had always liked k.inky s**x or at least rough and dominating, Natasha only enjoyed simple missionary and nothing else, but honestly, I didn’t mind, she felt amazing, I’d never had a female so tight, it wasn’t just that either, I found it a turn on that she was so inexperienced, and I found it adorable when she would grow all bashful and shy.

She worried I wouldn’t be as attracted to her sexually like the more experienced women I slept with, but I was, more so in fact, I liked having to be the more dominant one, enjoyed teaching her how to do things, that combined with how tight she felt had me no better than Grayson, lasting no longer than half an hour tops, it was a first for me and I certainly wasn’t complaining.

Joey picked her up from college seeing as Grayson still wouldn’t let her travel alone, I would have picked her up myself, but I needed to change and hunt, I hadn’t had enough raw meat lately.

She walked through my door as if she owned the place, and it made me smile, there’d been a time when she’d shyly come inside and would stand nervously until I told her to sit down. I liked that she felt like my place was home now.

“Hey, love, good day?” I asked.

She nodded and gave me a small smile.

“You sure?” I asked.

“Yes,” she quickly answered and came over, wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing her cheek against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

When she went and sat down on the sofa, my phone pinged with a message, I didn’t think much of it and just opened it up.

‘Hey handsome, we should meet up sometime, I think I might even let you play with my body x.’

It was a message from Claire, the hot blonde I had wanted for ages, but she insisted we dated properly, why would she suddenly be offering s*x now? I hadn’t spoken to her since I’d been dating Natasha.

I wasn’t a perfect guy like Grayson, I admit for a second the urge was there to take her up on her offer, I’d never been in a committed relationship before, and I was still getting used to the whole loyal and monogamous thing. I hadn’t touched or even thought of anyone else since Natasha, and now here was the girl I’d been crushing on and wanting to bed for months offering some fun in her bed, so yeah, it piqued my interest, but it was fleeting, I ignored her message and deleted it, the last thing I needed was Natasha thinking I was messing around behind her back.

I was stupid and didn’t block her number, I really should have blocked her number.

It wasn’t until a week later that I finally blocked her because she wouldn’t stop messaging me.

“Who’s that?” Natasha asked, as yet another text message came through.

“Just work,” I tried to smile at her, but it didn’t reach my eyes.

I kissed her cheek and rushed out the door before she could ask anything else.

I blocked Claire’s number and had almost forgotten about her while I danced on stage, I felt relieved until I found myself face to face with her when I was doing private dances for customers.

“Claire, what are you doing here?”

“I’m allowed a dance, aren’t I?” She smiled.

“Not from me,” I replied coldly.

“Why not?”

I grew even more p.issed off and snapped, “you know why, I have a girlfriend.”

“But I’m a paying customer just like everyone else, so it should be fine.” She was batting her eyes and trying to act all innocent about it, I wasn’t stupid, I knew why she was suddenly so eager to bed me, it was because I was no longer available or interested, and she wanted what she couldn’t have. Unfortunately, I’d met enough girls like her to know the signs, but she was bordering on creepy right now, stalker like even.

My manager came over with a big fake smile for her while glaring at me. “Go on, Kai, don’t keep the lady waiting.”

It took everything in me not to tear his throat out, I gave a fake smile of my own and stalked back into the private room, trying to control my anger.

I slammed the music on and danced for Claire, I almost relaxed when she sat there like any normal customer and didn’t try anything, but halfway through she ran her hand over my groin.

I tried to ignore her and carried on, technically she was allowed to touch me and touch my groin over my underwear, I don’t know how it worked elsewhere but at this place it was allowed.

She ran her hand along my body and I felt a sharp p.rick in my side, I jerked back and snarled, “what the f***k was that.”

“Just something to relax you,” she smiled and stood up. I backed away from her, but my legs felt weak, holding my shoulders she guided me to the chair and sat me in it. I knew she was a nurse and as my legs felt more numb I knew she’d used some sort of nerve block.

She straddled my lap and grew serious. “I’m so sorry Kai, I’ve never done anything like this in my life, but it seems to be the only way I can talk to you, I just need you to listen without blocking me on your phone and all social media.”

I was p.issed, but if I didn’t stay calm, there was a big risk of me losing control to the wolf, so I rolled my eyes and snarled, “fine, what do you want to say.”

“That I really like you Kai, I know I teased you about wanting you to date me before letting you bed me, but that’s only because I really did want a relationship with you, I really thought you liked me too, so why have you decided to date someone else?”

Some of my anger dissipated hearing the hurt in her voice, the damn omega in me, if I’d been human I’d be p.issed as hell that she’d basically paralysed me, but in a werewolf’s world, violence and strange situations like this were more common than they should be, so it didn’t shock me all that much.

“I’m sorry Claire, if I made you feel like I wanted more than just s**x with you, but I’ve never told you I wanted more have I?”

“Why her, though? What’s so special about that girl you’re with, she’s not even that pretty.”

I didn’t get a chance to react to her comment because she was wearing a black leather top that showed off her stomach, it had a zip on it, and she pulled it down letting her b.reasts spill free, perfect milky big b.reasts, in my face, the woman I’d had the biggest crush on for months before me and Natasha happened. f***k.

“You always wanted to see these, didn’t you,” she smiled.

Pfft, ok, I tried really hard to behave, I tried not to react, but when she pushed them in my face I really f.ucked up big time, I reacted to the sight and grew hard under her. It was the reaction she wanted from me. She kissed me and I kissed her back for a moment, until I came to my senses, I was done with this life of f.ucking around, I had Natasha, and she was what I wanted, but it was too late, I f.ucked up and she might never forgive me.

I pushed Claire away and snarled, “get the f***k away from me!”

“You reacted of your own accord,” she said, standing up and straightening her skirt.

“I don’t want you Claire, I love someone else.”

“If you loved her, then why didn’t you push me off straight away?”

I didn’t have an answer for her, I didn’t know why, or so I told myself.

Slowly I could feel my legs again, certain medications like this nerve blocker wore off fast on werewolves. When I stood up her eyes grew wide, and she took a step back. “That stuff should last for a good two hours, how are you up?”

I shrugged, “I must have some immunity. Get out.”

She didn’t hesitate, she ran.

Not the best thing to do, the wolf in me felt like she was a threat, the urge to chase her and tear into her flesh was powerful. I had to take deep calming breaths, force myself to close the door until I was safe to be around, not only for her, but other people.

I was still boiling with rage even when it was safe enough for me to leave the room, I was p.issed not only with her but myself too. Kissing her had been like a natural reflex, I’d spent my life kissing girls and the reaction was automatic. I wasn’t like Grayson, I was not the perfect man in romance, I hated myself for responding to her, I had just ruined everything between me and Natasha.

My wolf was close to the surface and my mind slipped to a dark place, I felt my humanity slip away for a moment as primal and more instinctive thoughts surfaced, I thought about hunting Claire, finding her and killing her before she could say anything, even thought of doing it to prove to Natasha that she meant nothing to me.

I quickly shook the thought away, forced the wolf back, and climbed into my car. The sensible thing to do would be to go home to Natasha and tell her what had happened, that’s what Grayson would have done, well, he would never have responded to another woman period, but if he had, he would have been honest, that was his nature, he didn’t understand the concept of lying, I should have been honest too, but I wasn’t, I didn’t tell her anything, I thought if I pushed it from my mind I could just move on like nothing had ever happened, I wasn’t sensible and that was going to bite me in the a.ss.