It had been a week since she had been saved by Desmond Drake. Clarity was not surprised that the students whispered about her in voices that weren't quite hushed enough to hide their words. Mostly they called her Desmond's little pet and his latest slut. After four days of it she was sick of hearing the rumors. Her only prospect for friends seemed to be limited to the women that belonged to the pack and they always did whatever she wanted. Even when Desmond wasn't around Clyde was. Letting it be known that men were not allowed to be left alone with her for any kind of conversation.
That only made the rumors increase ten fold. On the Monday following the party someone who had been at the party had tried to get her alone to talk to and Clyde wouldn't have it. That was when the rumors that Clyde was sleeping with her too had started and somewhere in the confusion between classes she had been with Simon without Clyde. Another guy another rumor. In less than a day her spotless reputation was ruined.
Now it was Friday morning and Desmond was at his locker, which surprised Clarity. "Nice of you to show up for once." She said, icily.
"Are you mad?" He asked with the grin she loved and hated, the one that made her knees go weak and her heart skip a beat.
"What were you doing all week?" She demanded as she put on a cold look to hide how happy she was to see him.
"Dealing with some stuff." He said shortly. "Pack stuff. Getting things ready. And Cynthia had to go to the hospital on Wednesday. They kept her until Late last night so I was dealing with that."
"Cynthia was in the hospital?" She asked in shock.
"Yeah. She's fine now. She tripped over a blanket she was carrying and fell down the stairs. Like I said they kept her until late last night and she is fine now which is why I'm here today."
"Well you should have called me. I would have come to the hospital." Clarity pouted.
"And done what? If you had missed two days who would I cheat off of on the math and anatomy tests?". He chuckled as he ran his thumb over her bottom lip. The innocent movement made her lips part a little as if she was waiting for a kiss instinct. She shuddered as a tingle ran down her spine and her core tightened. Then what he said sank in and she slapped his hand away in annoyance. That only made him smile wider and lean in close to her. She knew he was going for the kiss but she put her hand over his mouth and glared at him.
"You're not cheating off of me in either class. If I see you cheating I will flunk just to make sure you don't pass." She said and he pulled away with an amused gleam in his ice blue eyes. He thought for a moment before responding with a laugh.
"Alright. See you after school. Love you." He said as he started for the parking lot where he had parked his truck.
"Oh no you don't!" Clarity snapped as her hand shot out faster than the eye could track and snagged his ear. "You are going to class even if I have to drag you there by the ear." She snarled as Clyde and Simon snickered.
"Dude. She may have tamed our wild Alpha." Simon grinned. "It's almost sad really. No more running a muck and doing whatever the fuck he wants." He sighed heavily with a sad expression on his face. Clarity knew he was making fun of Desmond. "Welp... see ya."
"And where, pray tell, do you think you're going?" She fixed Simon with a steely glare that promised violence if he even thought of disobeying her.
"To math class." He said with a slight whimper of resignation in his voice.
"That's what I thought. March young man." Clarity could hear the other students whispering behind their hands but she didn't care. She hated it but it was nothing new to her. People always whispered about what they knew they had no business talking about. She had gotten used to being the topic of taboo discussion in every school and town that she lived in. Usually it was the fact that she was too well behaved for a girl her age in the modern world. But now she was being discussed because of her connection with Desmond Drake.
As the poorly hidden whispers followed her she heard one girl's mutter of cunt and another of controlling. One boy muttered something about it being time somebody took the belt to Desmond and another mutter that she had put the fear of God into all three of the boys she was walking to class with. She heard a teacher mutter to another that there was no way she wasn't sleeping with all of them. "You just don't obey someone unless you are getting something out of it."
"I didn't think she was such a slut. They probably gang bang her." The other teacher snickered. Clarity held her head high and tried to ignore them as she walked into math and took her seat. The teacher looked around and started calling names as he walked to the front of the room. He sighed as he looked at a name.
"Desmond Drake?" He said almost as if he was not expecting an answer.
"Present." Desmond called and he looked up in shock.
"Your here today." Desmond knew he could expect more of the same as he looked at Clarity.
"I met someone." He grumbled.
"Well who ever she is, I approve. She's good for you Mr. Drake." With that he smiled at a blushing Clarity. He was a member of the pack and already knew who it was. "I don't suppose that Clyde and Simon are here too? There you two are. She dragged you in as well. Clarity Smithers. No surprise you are here. Alright let's get started. Notes and books away. This is the final test before the core test. I expect you all to do well. It has everything we learned this year and you have 45 minutes. Take one and pass it back."
True to her word Clarity did not let him cheat. But she did finish after only thirty minutes and started to help him, scooting her desk right next to his. Anatomy followed much the same way. The major difference was when she was finished with her test she sat blushing with her hands folded on her desk.
As it would turn out, they had the exact same schedule. And of course Clarity made him go to ever single class. She even sat next to him at lunch which he didn't mind at all. Desmond put his arm around Clarity's shoulders as they walked to the girl's locker room. "We have the mile run today." She said as if she wasn't happy about it.
"Yeah."
"Yeah but I don't want to." She groaned as if it would kill her to run one measly mile.
"Why don't we skip it?" He smiled at her conspiratorially as he slid his arms around her small waist. "If it's okay with you. It is our last class after all."
"Fine just this once." She smiled back at him and he began to back towards the boys bathroom. He knew it would be empty. This bathroom always was. It was the one he took every girl to when he wanted to relieve his physical urges. The door swung open and Clarity blushed when she saw the urinals.
"Desmond, I can't be in here." She whispered as the door swung shut and he locked it.
"Naughty, naughty, Clarity. You may have gotten out of the mile run but I am still going to make you sweat...and moan...and maybe even cum." He growled lustfully as he pulled her towards the sink counter. He was bunching her skirt as he dropped his mouth to hers to cut off her protests. She gasped into his kiss and he shoved his tongue into her mouth, leaving no room for doubt on what he meant. Finally he snagged the waist band of her panties and began to slide them down her perfectly shaped hips.
Soon they were below her ass and he lifted her to sit on the edge of the counter. She whimpered as he grabbed her panties and continued to pull them down her legs. His tongue was still dominating her mouth. When they were below her knees he placed his hand on the back of her left knee and pulled her leg the rest of the way out of them. He positioned her left foot on the counter next to her ass cheek and began to gently push her down to lye on the empty space of the counter. It was his favorite position for a woman. from here he could do anything he wanted to her. He could pull his pants down and shove his cock forcefully into her open pussy. Or maybe he would finger fuck her while he thrust into her asshole. All the possibilities ran through his head as he pulled her panties off her right foot and placed it next to her right ass cheek.
He put his hands gently on her knees and slowly pushed them wide open as he stared at her pink pussy. "Everything I could do to you right now." He smirked as he stared at her. He wanted to see if he could make her wet with just his words. "I could touch you right here." He gently parted her labia with his index and ring finger as his middle finger began to rub small, slow circles on her clit. She whimpered and clutched at her skirt as she began to squirm just a bit. "Yes. I think you like that." He chuckled as he smelled her arousal. "I could rub you like this." He said and trailed his finger down to her entrance and began to rub circles around it. The noises she was making intensified and he felt her body tense. He could feel her juices now, she was slick with lust. He couldn't help himself as he pushed his finger inside her tight wet entrance.
"Ahhah." She gasped in surprise and he smiled at her again. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted as she tried to get her breath but couldn't.
"I could pull out my cock and push it into you... But I don't want to take your virginity here." He said as he leaned over for a closer look at his prize. He pulled his finger from inside her and used his thumbs to part her folds so that he could see the most provocative part of her body. It was wet and glistening in the fluorescent light. She smelled good enough to eat. He wanted to taste her delicious arousal, to make her cum in his mouth. He had never had the urge to preform oral sex on a woman before. He much preferred to receive a good suck. But now, as he watched the pink whole excrete a thin layer of biological lubricant, he was over come with the urge to taste it. Unable to resist any longer he stuck out his tongue and licked her, from her virgin entrance to her clit and back.
She cried out in surprise and grabbed his hair. He kept licking as her resistance began to turn to encouragement. "Oh. Desmond. What are you doing to me?" She whimpered as her hips started to move up and down on their own. He jabbed his tongue inside her tight entrance and she cried out again. "Desmond! Oh Desmond. We shouldn't be doing this. AH!" He began to rub her clit in small fast circles, causing her to tremble with pleasure.
"Mmmhm." He moaned and kept lapping at her walls as if he was dying of thirst. His cock was pulsing painfully as she squirmed and rode his tongue. He could feel her juices flowing freely now. She was getting louder. "Keep that up and someone will hear you." He chuckled as he came up for air. She propped herself up on her elbow and opened her eyes, panting. He could see the beads of sweat on her forehead and upper lip.
"What was that?" She gasped. His fingers had not stopped playing with her clit.
"Oral sex. But I'm not done. Not until I make you cum." He growled and her eyes rolled back in their sockets as her back arched. Three things happened simultaneously. First her whole body jerked involuntarily. Desmond clamped his mouth over her pussy to swallow her cum. And she screamed out her release.