CHAPTER SIX

'So about that ride?', Kyril asked Catherine as they exited the school with Emmy running off to hang out with her flavor of the week. Edward glanced at them before speeding away in his Benz. Kyril smirked. Limp dick pussy boi.

Catherine shrugged, 'I really don't need one. my house is like a ten minute walk from here." Kyril nodded and the begin walking. After a few minutes, Kyril broke the silence. 'You live with your aunt, right?'

Catherine looked at him surprised and he laughed. 'What? I listen when you talk.' She shook her head and kept walking, 'Yeah, I live with my aunt."

"What about your parents?", Kyril asked. Catherine shook her head, "They died in a car crash when I was four. I was taken into the LITTLE ROSES ORPHANAGE till my aunt came for me. It's just been the two of us since then."

Kyril frowned and looked down. "I'm sorry for your loss." And he really was. He has a few rules in his line of work and one of them is to try their best to not orphanage children and if it really couldn't be helped, take care of the children till they were ready for life. Kyril hated wasting lives. That's not to say he was weak because he really wasn't. It's also one of the reasons his father hates him so much.

Catherine looked up at his frowning face and smiled. "It's okay. I'm over it already. Anyway, we're here. I can't believe you walked me all the way home. What about your car?"

Kyril smiled softly, "Don't worry about that. I have a question though."

Catherine paused in unlocking her door and glanced at the tattooed man, "Yes?"

"That blond's party? Do you want to come with me?"

Catherine covered her mouth and laughed, "Me? Go to Brittany's party? No way in hell?" She turned to him with a raised brow, "And didn't you say I have no fashion sense? Why would you want to go with me?" she turned away and opened the front door with a huff. "Why don't you just go with Brittany?"

Kyril laughed and followed her inside. "Careful. Your jealousy is showing."

Catherine tossed her bag on the sofa and glared at him. "And who exactly would I be jealous of? Also, I never said you could come in."

"I'm no vampire. But I won't leave until you say yes.", Kyril smiled roguishly. Catherine folded her hands under her breasts bringing his attention her bouncy chest. Not too small, not too big. Prefect for squeezing. Nice.

Catherine's voice brought his attention back to her face and his gaze zeroed in one her plump lips. Damn those are nice. Can't wait to kiss them and bite them and feel them around my ...

"KYRIL!"

"Huh? What?", Kyril snapped out of his daze. Catherine looked her him suspiciously, "Are you okay? I kinda lost you there for a second. Where did you go?"

Kyril laughed nervously. "Aha ha, nowhere." I was just daydreaming of you, me and a bed. "So what do you say?"

Catherine sighed and shook her head, "Even if I had something to wear, which I don't, my aunt would never let me go to a party."

Kyril took her hands in his, "I'll take care of everything. Just say yes."

Catherine looked into his eyes, uncertainty visible in hers. "Why are you doing this? You literally just met me. And don't give me that bullshit about love at first sight. I could be a serial killer or some psycho stalker . Why are you putting in so much effort ?"

Kyril laughed and cupped her face in his hands, "I like you Catherine. And I intend to make you mine. If wooing you is the way to do it, then so be it."

Catherine felt her face flush as she stared into Kyril's golden eyes. He likes me? H wants to go out with me? Like dating? He leaned down, his gold eyes luminous and breathed on those plump lips, "Say yes, Catherine."

Catherine lashes fluttered shut. "Yes.", she sighed as their lips connected.

Catherine had never felt this electric sensation that rushed through her body as their lips slid against each other. Kyril groaned and slid his arm around her waist drawing her flush against his muscular body. His tongue nudged against her lips asking for entrance.

"Open your mouth, Gatáki.", he murmured before locking their lips again. Catherine opened her mouth and immediately Kyril pressed his tongue against hers igniting a heat like never before. Catherine moaned and tightened her hands over his neck, pulling him even closer until even atoms couldn't fit between them.

Kyril flicked his tongue against the roof of her mouth and Catherine's legs turned to jelly.

"Kyril.", Catherine moaned. Kyril moaned in response and released her lips

Kyril froze at the sight of Catherine's face. Her skin was flushed pink, her lips were cherry red and swollen from the kiss and her brown eyes held a type of innocent confused lust that make Kyril shiver with desire. She looks like a goddess. A siren. An incubus. My own personal fantasy come to life.

"We should probably stop, Kat."

Catherine shook her head and pulled his head back down to join their lips again. This kiss was different from the last one. This one held hunger and barely restrained passion as the sound of smacking lips filled the room.

Suddenly, Catherine jerked away. "What was that?" A kiss that hotter than the fucking sun. This is probably what being high feels like. Catherine placed her finger tips on his lips, "I felt something in your mouth." Ooo that.

Kyril smirked and stuck out his tongue revealing the metal bar that pierced it through.

Catherine's eyes widen, "You have a tongue piercing." Kyril grinned and leaned down to whisper in her ears, "I have another one a little ways south. You wanna see it?"

Catherine's face flushed and she looked away. He laughed and released her but not before pecking her cheek. "I'm serious about you Catherine. I'll wait for as long as you need me too."

With that final statement, he walked out of the house and into a car that was idling on the road. Catherine watched as he got into the back seat of the Audi with tinted windows and drove away.

I just had my first kiss. Catherine sighed dreamily as she shut the door and leaned back against it. That was the most amazing experience of my entire life.