Chapter 3 Was it rape

Juno's POV

He hurried up to me and claimed my lips once again, saying,

"I want you. I want what is mine." I did not respond to him. Everything was happening at a breakneck pace, and I wanted to stop.

"Alex, may we perhaps start by getting to know each other?"

"We still have our whole lives ahead of us to get to know one another. You are my mate, and it's difficult for me to maintain self-control while I'm in front of you. Please don't turn me down. I need you. I'm sure you need me as well. Your arousal is palpable to me."

I cross my legs to prevent the liquid between my legs from spilling. Alex tore my dress and dragged me across the bed once again.

"Alex, What are you doing?"

I desired him, but I was aware that this was improper. We have just recently met. I'm not sure how powerful my arousal is, but this cannot go on. As I prepared to speak, I felt the rubbing of a dick on my entrance.

"Alex, please, we need to take things slowly, I replied hurriedly, as I turned to face him.

"I want you, but we cannot proceed at this time. At the ball, people are waiting for us."

He claimed my lips once more and removed my clothing. I could no longer resist him. I felt myself succumbing to the mating attraction. As he put his two fingers into me, I moaned. He circled his thumb around my clitoral spot. With his two fingers, he was thrusting in and out. I could only moan in response to his touch. He took one of my tits in his grip. My sex was leaking fluid. He turned me, with my tummy was pressed against the bed. He unleashed a powerful shove. As he stole my innocence, I shouted.

"Alex, please stop!"

His thrusts were ferocious; he pressed me down to my hands and knees. My tits swayed and my ass jiggled as he plunged deep into me. He pushed my chest down, allowing me to arch my back for him. It was not something I was looking forward to. I was in agony, and he didn't seem to notice. To him, my cries were meaningless; all I could do was cry at him to stop. He hammered away at me till he spewed his seed in me. He did not come to a halt. He fucked me the whole night. It was excruciating. He instructed me to acclimate to his cock. I consented, since he was, after all, my mate. I awoke groggily to the sound of the alarm clock near his bed buzzing. I saw him reaching over and turning it off. I sat up, my body still in anguish.

Aargh!

My body arched in response to Alex's treatment of me throughout the night. I still have no sensation in my legs. It's excruciating. At the moment, I wish there was no such thing as "mates."

Mates are possessive and always succeed in obtaining what they want. I shifted my gaze to my mate. He continued to sleep deeply even after the alarm sounded.

I pulled my legs to what seemed to be a bathroom door. I soaked in the tub. The agony was intolerable. I've always heard that sex was wonderful, but if this is what people consider wonderful, they're delusory. This is not a good thing; this is torturous. The bathroom door flung open as Alex walked in naked with his rod bouncing in between his legs. He dragged me from the tub, grabbed my neck, and forced me to bend down as he pushed his dick into me from behind, my face crushed against the bathroom wall. I sobbed. The agony was intolerable. The bathroom was filled with grunts and moans and of course sobs. It just took a few moments, but it seemed like an eternity. He entered the shower. I was looking in the bathroom mirror at myself. I seemed to be a jumbled mess. My eyes were hazy with tears. I groaned and got a sponge, slathering it with soap and scrubbing every inch of my body to remove any traces of Alex. I was frustrated and upset with myself for allowing the mate pull to weaken me.

I emerged from the restroom a few minutes later with a towel and my wet hair.

"You look very hot, Juno."

I was pleading with the moon goddess, God, or anybody else who might hear me:

Please do not turn him on; I can't take it anymore.

My prayer went unanswered. He flipped me over on the bed again, removed his pants, inserted his shaft between my cheeks, and began fucking me. This time, it took him longer to complete. His thrusts were ferocious and pounded my arse on a near-constant basis. If this is sex, I am no longer interested. He handed me his shorts, and I informed him that I want to get home. He informed me that I would not be leaving; this is now my home. He snatched my phone and contacted my mother to inform her that I would be staying at the castle as his mate. I nearly sobbed when I realized I would have to remain here for sex. Alex couldn't care less whether I was in agony; all he wanted was to fuck.

I sat outside, watching pack members work out with other females, but I couldn't do it. I was in such much agony that I couldn't even move a leg. When my friend Cynthia came, I was happy to see her. She fixed her gaze on me. She could see my bloodshot eyes. She examined my physique. She was not content. Her eyes widened.

"Did Alex rape you, Juno?"

What am I supposed to say to my friend?

Was it a case of rape?

Was I sexually assaulted?

I shook my head as I gazed at her.

My mouth was swollen, I said. "N-N-No," I mumbled. I have never previously stuttered.

"Why are you deceiving me? Even if he did not rape you, what is the point of all of this? You are unable to move from where you are, and you are claiming not to have been raped. Is it because he's your mate, Juno? Are you even aware of the term "rape"? Rape occurs when you say no and he persists in enforcing his will on you. Did Alex coerce you, Juno?"

"No, I liked it. He is my mate."

"If Alex comes tonight and says let's have sex, are you going to have sex with him?" I shook my head, "Why?" She asked.

"Because it's painful."

"Are you willing to do it if he coerces you into having sex? Are you going to do it even though it's painful?" I shook my head again. "What if he does it even when you say no? Isn't that rape?"

"He can't rape me, since he's my mate."

"I could have slapped you if your face wasn't swollen. Are you a fucking idiot, Juno? To begin, he mated with you last night but left you unmarked. Are you aware of what is happening, Juno? Normally, wolves force their mates to hold their mating ceremony, but do you know what your mate did? He informed the elders that your mating ball would be postponed for a month. How is that?"

"What did he do?"