Date with Liam

Anastasia was excited for her date with Liam, and also worried sure their first night had been great but her track record with guys was spotty to say thr least and she wasn't sure how far he'd want to go and how far she'd let him. He picked her up outside of her dorm walking a little funny.

"You ok," she asked when she saw him.

"Better now that you're here."

"Plumbing accident?"

He chuckled, then winced. They walked to his car and he drove her into town.

"So what did happen?" she asked as they ate.

"It was wild," said Liam, "some guy, I don't know a freshman or something came to the house looking for one of the brothers. Something about a disagreement with a girl. Anyway we told him to get lost and tried to stop him."

"And he what, beat up the entire house?"

"I don't know what his deal was," said Liam, "he was like on drugs or something, he was so fast and strong, I don't think our punches hurt him at all."

"He must have been pretty pissed," said Anastasia, "do you know what happened with your brother and the girl."

"I don't know, Joe's always fucking with some sl-" he stopped himself, "some girl we all told him she was trouble."

The night was weird after that, was that how Liam thought about girls, was that how he thought about her? He was just in pain she told herself. He drove back to her dorm.

"Sorry to end the night like this Ana," he said, "I need to sleep."

"You need a nurse to take care of you?" she asked grabbing his groin.

"Tempting as that is," he said wincing, "I have two fractured ribs."

"Ok," she said a little deflated, "well, feel better."

She got back to the room and found Katie blaring Slipknot.

"Date over already?" asked Katie turning down the music only barely, "told you he looked like a two pump chump."

"No," said Anastasia falling onto her bed, "he was injured, someone beat him and some of his brothers up."

"Guys at DK?" She said, "probably had it coming."

"How can you say that?" said Anastasia, "you don't even know them."

"Girl do you live under a rock, one of them was posting revenge porn about the girl next door."

"Well I mean she's showing it to everyone."

"Did you really just say that?" snapped Katie.

Anastasia shrank, feelings for Mark and whatever the girl next door's name was, yeah that was pretty shitty. But who was this guy that beat up a house of athletes?

***

Marcus woke up to his alarm blaring, which was impossible because that mean he'd slept for damn near 24 hours. He checked his phone, turned out it was possible. He gathered his things and headed for the shower, he felt much better and the shower would only help. As he stood under the water the curtain quickly opened and closed and Yasmin was standing, nude, vibrating with need.

Their teeth crashed they kissed so hard and he pushed her up against thr wall, lifted one of her legs and sank into her. This was supremely stupid, she knew, she was ovulating, hence her insane desire but she was also completely without protection. It was hard and fast, no pretense no roleplay, barely any talk he just hammered her against the wall, sucking one of her perky tits as she reached orgasm. He turned her around and took her from behind, her arms held behind her back, her pressed up against the wet tile, her amazing ass bouncing with each thrust.

"Breed me papi," she growled, one creampie couldn't hurt.

His body pulsed with energy, his eyes flashed a deep orange and he slammed into her cupping her mouth to silence her as he filled her up. As he finished he slowly pulled out, cum ran down her thighs and she turned back to face him kissing him softer this time.

"Thanks for that papi," she said as she stood next to him and showered.

"Anytime Yas," he said giving her a playful spank.

***

Anastasia sat in the cafeteria, Liam was hanging with some of his brothers, they all seemed injured though some more prominently than others. Their eyes all turned and glared as someone entered the room, it was Mark. No, there was no way Mark was that guy.

"Mark," she said waving at him.

He walked over and took a seat with her, the guys at Liam's table started to talk.

"Hey Stasi," he said sitting down with her.

"How was your date with Josie?"

Oh so we're gonna fight, he thought.

"It was great," he said, "I really like her."

"I went on a date with Liam," she offered.

He nodded not sure what she expected from him.

"Mark," she said, "did you beat up Liam?"

"Is he in DK?" he asked without missing a beat.

"Yes," said Anastasia.

"Then probably, yeah."

"You? How? Why?"

"So to answer your questions in order, yes, unbridled rage, and revenge porn."

"You?" she stammered, "you couldn't."

"I did."

Suddenly the table was surrounded by what must have been all fifty brothers.

"What do you think you're doing here?" asked one of the unbeaten members who must have been the president."

"Eating and getting crowded by douchebags."

"Excuse me?"

You're excused," said Mark, "door is that way."

The man put a hand roughly on Mark's shoulder and in a flash he grabbed it and twisted only letting go when the president screamed.

"You better watch your back," stammered the man before they all left the cafeteria.

Anastasia stared at her best friend in disbelief, where had this come from?

"I don't like your new boyfriend," said Mark gathering his things.

"Mark," she said, "I didn't know he was like that."

"You do now," he said.

"Mark wait," she said grabbing his hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to see him again."

He nodded and left, he was glad to have spared Stasi another Jake but his insides were on fire, he tasted sulfur and Daemon wasn't answering. Finding a bathroom he ducked in and locked it behind him, his eyes were glowing he realized in the mirror, smoke was pouring from his mouth and soon his whole body seared.

Everything slowed and he looked into the mirror, everything had stopped except the mirror seemed to have melted, as did the sink where he was holding it, he delicately reached for the handle and nothing happened but the water came one, he splashed it in his face and breathed deep.

"That's one," said Daemon