Bow Down To Your King

Chapter 30

ZEKE POV

Point Total: 0

Julia pushed me away and fixed her skirt before I had time to process the rejection. I was on the floor, by her feet, wondering how the fuck I messed up when I heard the footsteps.

Before I could get up, Professor Anderson turned the corner and glared at us from down the hall.

Well, shit.

"Zeke," she addressed me first, much to Julia's disgust. Her lips contorted whenever I talked to another woman, and if I was into that kind of toxic, possessive, thing, I might have liked it.

"Angela."

Julia scoffed, and I couldn't blame her.

"Shouldn't you both be at the game? I've heard that we're in the lead."

"We got sidetracked," Julia said while offering me her hand. I knew she was being territorial, showing Angela that we were a thing, even if she didn't want to admit it to herself yet.

And maybe I was an asshole, because as problematic as it was, it was nice to have her attention focused on me again. So I didn't stop their glaring, or attempt to lighten the mood; you can tell a lot about a woman by how she handles competition.

Angela's lips twitched, "Yes, I know what that's like."

"I'm sure you do." Julia grabbed my arm, pinning me to her side, and for a moment, I reconsidered my policy on getting involved.

The last thing I needed was for Julia to get sent home for bitch slapping a professor, and her grip on my shirt told me that was more probable than I was comfortable with.

Luckily, Angela took the hint and smiled at me, "It's good to see you're getting along now."

I nodded and she gestured to the classroom behind us, "If you don't mind, I forgot my glasses. I'm afraid I'm blind without them."

Julia took my hand in response, eager to assert her ownership of me. "We were just leaving."

We were?

"Yeah," I said, before glancing at Angela a final time and walking away with Julia in tow.

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ZEKE POV

Point Total: 0

I could still taste Julia's cum on my lips when I stepped into my dorm, prepared for Jared's rapid-fire sarcasm and disapproval.

After we left Angela, Julia made a beeline to her room, claiming that she needed time to 'clean up'. Which was okay with me since I had my own needs to take care of before going back out in public.

My dick had refused to chill the whole walk back to my dorm and if I didn't get a hold of it soon, and kept replaying Julia's moans in my head, I'd explode.

And not in a good way.

I sighed and turned to my bed, ready to grab my clothes and run to the shower. And that was when I saw a girl, that wasn't Julia, laying naked on my comforter.

What the-

"Hi, Zeke," she cooed while running her long, lime-green nails up her body. She rolled off her side, revealing her bare tits and pink nipples that were already stiff, waiting for me.

Hell.

"Hi," I said, confused and wondering when DoorDash had added naked women to their services.