Bow Down To Your King

Chapter 26

ZEKE POV

Point Total: 0

Julia carried the giant dick, happily, over to the pool. I trailed behind her, wondering how on Earth the university allowed a cock float into their inventory.

But it didn't matter, not when she was sauntering a foot away from me, her frilly sundress ending abruptly just beneath her ass.

I tried not to stare, but goddamn, she had to be doing it on purpose.

Why would she do it on purpose?

Did she actually like me?

I frowned.

It had been a long time since that had happened, maybe ever.

And if that was the case, I was a much bigger asshole than I ever imagined.

Julia dropped the float into the water and lowered herself into the pool, dress and all.

"You're not taking it off?" I asked, not trying to sound like a total perv, but the long sleeve, pale green dress was covering everything I had been imagining for weeks. Patience is a virtue, but so is a little well-deserved promiscuity.

But Julia didn't agree. She shook her head, "I think it'll be too cold."

The bottom dress floated around her now, concealing her bare legs underneath.

I laughed, forcing myself to not be a total freak, "I'm pretty sure it's temperature controlled."

Just when I thought I understood her, and what she wanted from me, she pulled me into a closet, all but demanding my dick in her mouth. Now, she decided to wear a full sundress into the pool.

It was weird at best.

Jared would have made some snide remark about her 'hiding something'. But what, her shoulders?

I frowned.

Images of my lesbian rival flashed before my eyes. Her dark, spiraling tattoos would have been recognizable, unmistakable.

Fuck.

I'm a fucking moron.

Then, before I could blurt out the accusation forming in my throat, she shrugged, "I guess it couldn't hurt."

Julia slipped off the shoulders of the dress first, then pushed the neckline over her chest, revealing shimmering, non-tattooed tits.

I stared at her, blankly, as she shimmied out of the rest of the dress and tossed it to the side. Her arms, shoulders, and chest were bare.

I really was a moron, trying to turn her into a villain, a lesbian villain.

She couldn't be, not after the roof, and the closet, and-

"You coming?" Julia asked, already on the float, paddling lightly with her feet.

I had been standing there, with my head up my ass, watching her.

If she never let me touch her again, I'd understand.

Before I was demoted to the 'friend zone', I jumped in, ignoring the snickering around us.

POV JULIA

Point Total: 4,175

Zeke laid next to me, propped on his forearms, pretending to actually be interested in the stupid movie.

I had seen it a million times with my dad, hating it progressively more each time.

His idea of fun was forcing my brother and me on the couch, no matter what our plans were, and making us sit through movie night.

I hated it.

But I needed an opportunity to dispel any suspicion growing in Zeke's mind. I'm not that girl in the center of the orgy.

I would never.

When the picture leaked, we were prepared, knowing that Jared, or the King himself, would narrow their eyes at the new girl on campus. Lucky for me, my dad had insisted I keep my devil tattoos covered, or else I'd further ruin his precious reputation.

He had his secretary hunt down tattoo bandages, sticky on one side, and concealing the inky 'nonsense' on the other. They were my second skin, my alibi, and all I had to do was stay out of the water.

Then, Zeke would be none the wiser and I could continue wracking up emergency points.

I turned, noticing that he had been looking at me for an unusual amount of time. "What?" I asked, trying not to sound annoyed by his act.

Zeke shook his head and returned his attention to the screen at the end of the pool. "Nothing."

I frowned, expecting a cheesy compliment or line. Something about getting me wet. "Tell me."

He chuckled, "You're just pretty."

That's it?

"Just pretty?"

Zeke rolled his eyes, "Not just."

My lips twisted into a smirk, "You're not good at this. Are you?"

We had floated into the deep end, away from my dress, and the safety of clothing. I was half-naked next to him, and he hadn't made the smallest move.

I was almost offended.

"I'm usually very good at this," he claimed.

"That's surprising."

"Why?"

I shrugged, "Nothing."

"Julia."

"Zeke."

Before he could respond, a fin, strapped to the head of some guy swimming underwater, rapidly approached our float. By the time I realized we were under attack, it was too late.

The idiot tried to flip us, standing at the last minute and rocking the dick side-to-side.

Zeke rolled off, unprepared to defend himself, splashing into the unusually warm water.

Meanwhile, I clung to the head of the penis, stubbornly holding on to the float, and outlasting the nimrod that almost ruined all my plans.

Then, he swam off, chuckling the whole way. Soon after, Zeke surfaced again, moving his wet hair out of his eyes.

"One of your loyal subjects?" I asked, hiding the vitriol in the back of my throat.

Zeke groaned, "I'm pretty sure he's part of the rebellion."

I laughed because he wasn't, "They're really going all out this year, huh?"

"You have no idea."

Sure I don't.

"Give me a hand?" Zeke asked, treading water beside the float.

And get pulled in? No, thanks.

"What's the magic word?"

He snickered as the screen flashed, lighting the prettiest side of his face, "Please, Daddy?"

I couldn't stop a smile from creeping onto my lips. "Oh, so I'm daddy now?"

"Depends, are you going to let me ride your cock?"

Before I could respond, a group of girls, riding a flamingo float shushed us.

Rude.

Zeke grinned, unfazed by our captive audience. Little did he know, three of our groupies participated in the orgy, eating each other's asses while I-

"Wanna get out of here?" I asked, surprising myself almost as much as Zeke.