Alpha's Runaway Luna

Damien Porter, the hottest guy in our school and future Alpha of the Blood Stone pack where I live. He's 6'3 and sexy as fuck. Dark wavy hair with amber colored as, and sculpted 8-pack set of abs. He's every girl's wet dream and every guy's best friend in our High School. Damien’s parents Alistair and Raven Porter are the Alpha and Luna of our pack. They are also millionaires. His mother is a well-known interior designer, his father is an IT tycoon. Alpha Alistair owns four companies. One in Technology, One Hospital, One University, and a Law office. Damien has two other brothers and two sisters. His brothers Alec and Wilson the twins. They are in their Sophomore year. Damien is hot as fuck and throws raving parties. I love it! His private event parties are fun. I get access cause Tyson is good friends with him. Sometimes they are topless parties, and Tyson and I have sex in the private pool. One time Damien hired strippers. Fucking epic! I loved it. I had a threesome with Damien and

After I stayed there for a while and decided to go to the bathroom and check over my appearance. I notice, to my shock and gratitude, that Damien did not mess very much up. My hair does not give that “I just fucked” look. I borrow a comb, and comb through my hair to make sure it is perfect. I clean my pussy as best as I can and spray deodorant so no one will guess that Damien just fucked me hard.After I am finished, I head out the door to the party. I walk past my previous room and realize that he had fucked me inside of his families garden lounge. It is off the kitchen down a hallway towards the back of the house. It is an area I visited when I spent time here with my aunt. Aunt Charise is friends with the Luna and has enjoyed attending gardening club and book club in this room. Shit I hope we did not leave a stain!‘That’s what maids are for sugar.’I groan, apparently, somehow, he managed to hear my thoughts, and I had to endure his smug remark.‘Har Har very funny fucker!’‘Thank

As I soak under the water, I feel a presence enter the room. I feel his hands caress me. I turn to see Damien grabbing a sponge and filling it soap, he began to wash my back. He glided the sponge down my legs, and in between them. I let out a gasp as I heard him chuckle at my reaction. The sponge moved over my breasts. I attempted to grab on to his shirt for balance, only to realize I was touching his sculpted abs. “Damien!”“That’s right angel, I am just as bare as you” he whispered while kissing my neck and guiding the sponge lower down my front to my heated core. I gasped when I felt his fingers toy with my clit, and I bit back a moan.“God, I love your pleasurable sounds! It’s music to my ears” He said as he continued to kiss my neck. His fingers continued to dig in deeper to my soaking pussy. I began to buck at the feeling of his fingers entering me. I screamed his name as pressure started to build. Suddenly, he kneeled down and spread my legs wider. Before I could say anything,

We arrived at school, and before he could say anything I quickly jumped out of the car. I could already see everyone’s faces staring at us. I held my head high, took a deep breath, and walked forward ignoring all of the curious faces. I could hear the whispering from everyone I knew this morning. It was as if I could hear their voices in my head. An inane babble of voices like a broken record that will not shut up. Asking questions like “Are they together?” “what about Whitney?” “Is Kayla now the new queen B?” amongst the questions were jealous bitches making snide comments “slut” “whore” “mate stealer” and “gold-digger” Don’t ask me how I was hearing everyone’s internal monologues; I don’t know. I did my best to block everything out.I ignored the tingling feelings my body was giving me. How he matched my strides, how he tried to press me into him, how feverish my body was feeling next to him. How his hands tried to caress my backside as I continued to resist him and the urges I was f

Damien did not speak to me or touch me the rest of class. When the lights turned on. I did not notice him at all in the room. He had completely left early. I heard someone comment that he had snuck up front and told the teacher he was not feeling well during the movie and has not come back to class. I did not dare look at Whitney. I could already feel her rageful glare. I could almost hear her mental voice screaming profanities at me. I chose to ignore her as the movie concluded and I walked away from the classroom. The crowded hallway felt almost like a blur as I ended my day and walked away from the schoolyard. As I walked into the parking lot. I felt a stab in my chest as my memory hit me. Damien had driven me to school, and his car was no longer in the parking lot. I felt ice cold as I realized my actions hurt him deeply, deep enough that he abandoned me at school. For the first time in what feels like an eternity, I was forced with the unbearable act of walking home from school.