Lex’s POV
I looked down at the sorry excuse of a sl*t trying to suck me as the cheerleader tried to get my flaccid c*ck up. It seemed like it was dismayed to see someone else’s lips other than the nerd’s, wrapped around it.
I sighed before pushing her defeated self away and instead took matters in my own hands- literally speaking, as I rubbed my length with my palm and only when the familiarity of my own touch seemed to sink in my d*ck, did it started to rise before I blew off steam in the writhing and squealing hoe under me.
Looking utterly spent and blissfully shaken, Miss what-is-her-name spread over my entire bed and snored her way selfishly to La La Land while I stood there disturbed at the sight of what I saw.
I did not want her.
I wanted HER.
Nothing seemed to thrill me now- not even my own special 18th birthday.
Sighing in defeat, I called Dad’s Beta, who was Rowland’s father too, to take care of the mess in my dorm while I went back to my pack land. I guess I had to face the
