After they got dressed, Cameron gathered his newly-formed pack around him. The girls stood facing him in a semi-circle, their heads lowered in deference.
Cameron could feel an overwhelming need to protect them deep in his soul. His Alpha instincts told him they belonged to him. He knew he would face any threat, fight with everything he had to keep them safe.
He also knew they'd do anything he asked of them. Cameron shook his head, wary and all too conscious of the dangerous train of thought. It would be so easy to let the power he felt inside take over, to use it for his own personal gratification.
The power was tempting, seductive. In that moment, he understood how Tyler had become what he was. He realized now that Tyler was the true slave -- a slave to his human weaknesses combined with the power and instincts of the wolf within him. He understood the danger as only another Alpha could.
Cameron, like every Alpha before him, faced his own inner struggle and mastered himself. He was determined to walk the line between command and kindness as best he could. He took a deep breath and assumed command.
"Listen up," he said. The Alpha tone in his voice came out stronger than he intended.
"Yes, Cameron," the girls said together and bowed their heads even lower.
"I'm sorry," he said instantly, softening his tone. "That came out harsher than I meant it to. Please, will you forgive me? This is new to me too, you know?"
"It's okay, Cam," Jenifer answered for all three. "Of course we forgive you." The other two girls bobbed their heads in agreement.
He nodded gratefully. "You don't have to bow your heads to me. And when we're talking, like we are now, anything I say is open to debate. I don't want mindless slaves. I want to hear your ideas. If you think I'm being stupid, I want to hear it. But if we're in a fight or a dangerous situation, I need you to follow my orders instantly and without question."
They nodded their heads, their postures straightening as they smiled tentatively at each other, then at him.
"I meant what I said before." he continued. "I will not order any of you to have sex with me."
"What if we want to?" Jen and Beth said together. They looked at each other for a second then laughed and hugged, before turning their questioning gazes back to Cameron.
"That would be... acceptable." A foolish grin covered his face.
The girls laughed again, and he laughed with them before turning serious.
"Another thing I think you all should know," he said. "I'm in love with Sarah Clarke and I intend to tell her the truth about me. I hope she'll want to join us, and if she does, I hope you will welcome her as one of us. Can you do that?"
"Oh Cameron, you still don't understand. For you, we will willingly do just about anything," Jenifer said. Nevertheless, she felt jealous. She knew in her heart that he was going to love her too, but wasn't sure how she felt about sharing his heart with a girl she barely knew.
He was relieved that they would accept Sarah. The real question was: would Sarah accept them?
They discussed their plans late into the night. Cameron finally called a halt to the meeting a few hours before they had to be up for school. He kissed both Jen and Beth goodnight. Beth kissed him hard and squeezed his ass while Jen's kiss was soft and loving. He folded Trish into his arms and hugged her reassuringly.
"Allen will be with you soon," he whispered for her ears alone.
She smiled at him thankfully and returned the hug.
He watched the girls disappear into the trees as they headed home. Before turning and heading for his own bed, he took a deep breath and nodded his head in acceptance of what was to come.
Tomorrow, the real struggle would begin.
* * * *
Cameron woke with a start, both nervous and excited at the same time. It was going to be an interesting day. He showered and performed his morning routine in a daze, his mind on the confrontation ahead. He grabbed his books and keys and left much earlier than usual so he could pick up the girls.
Beth only lived few miles away so her house was his first stop. She must have been watching for him, because she emerged from her house as he was pulling up. She was wearing her blue and gold cheerleading uniform, and her long blond hair swung side to side as she trotted around to the passenger side of his car, books clutched to her chest.
'Damn, she looks hot in that outfit,' he thought. He couldn't help but leer at her lovely legs as she climbed in beside him.
"Hi, Cameron," she said.
"What's with the outfit?" he asked.
"Oh, there's a wrestling duel tonight so all the cheerleaders have to wear their uniforms to school today."
He pulled onto the road and headed toward town.
"Cameron, are you nervous about today?" she asked.
"A little," he answered truthfully.
"Well, I know just the thing to take the edge off," she said with a smile. "I figure I've got ten minutes before we get to Jen's house."
Beth unfastened her seat belt. His old car had a bench seat rather than bucket seats, so she scooted over right next to Cameron. She ducked her head under his arm while climbing onto the seat, settling on her knees with her face in his lap. She attacked his zipper and pulled his rapidly hardening cock out into the open.
Once she had his thick cock free, she lay on her stomach with her large breasts resting on his right thigh. She slid her left arm behind him in the space between his butt and the seat, her legs bent at the knee with her ankles crossed in the air. Beth wrapped her right hand around his vein-covered shaft and swirled her tongue around the engorged head of his thick, hard dick.
"Shit, Beth! That feels good," he moaned. He couldn't see what she was doing. Her cascade of blond hair concealed her actions from his view.
She knew she didn't have much time so she decided to skip the teasing. She pumped her tiny hand up and down his shaft at a fast pace, while swirling her tongue around the head. She moved her hand in time with her mouth, down and up every ten seconds or so, sucking hard before going back to swirling her tongue.
It took all of Cameron's discipline to keep the Impala on the road. Beth was sucking his cock so expertly he didn't know which way was up. He glanced at her cute round ass in her cheerleading skirt and wanted to reach over and caress it, but didn't dare try lest he lose control of the vehicle.
"Beth, you do that so good," he moaned, briefly swerving onto the shoulder of the road.
She allowed his cock to slip out of her mouth with a wet pop. "I dreamed of your fat cock last night, Cameron. And now I'm going to suck out every drop of cum you have."
He could only moan in response when she took him back in her mouth. He was just barely keeping the car on the road. He was a little intimidated by the gorgeous blonde and the bluntly sexual way she spoke her mind.
Beth stopped pumping his cock long enough to gather her hair up and pull the locks to one side, allowing him to glance down and see what she was doing. She pulled her hot mouth off him and turned her head so she could flick the sensitive underside where the head blended into his shaft. Her hand kept sliding up and down while she flicked her tongue.
She watched the tortured expression on his face as she worked him toward orgasm. She could tell that he loved what she was doing. She never wanted to please anyone like she wanted to please him.
"Holy shit, Beth," he groaned. Her hot, wicked tongue was driving him crazy.
Cameron glanced down and she smiled, more with her eyes than her mouth, since her mouth was busy pleasuring him. He felt his orgasm coming. It was the sight of her pink lipstick smeared around her full lips that pushed him past the point of no return.
"Beth girl, you're gonna make me come," he grunted.
She squeezed harder on his shaft and continued to flick her tongue as fast as she could. When his cock throbbed, she quickly swung her head and sucked the head of his cock into her warm, wet mouth just as the first jet of cum erupted from him. She increased the speed of her hand movements, sliding up and down his shaft as fast as she could go. Beth sealed her lips just under the ridge of his cock head and swallowed each spurt as it gushed into her willing mouth.
He grunted with each orgasmic spasm that coursed through his body. His legs jerked on the pedals and he swerved into the oncoming traffic lane, over-corrected, drove across his lane and onto the shoulder of the road before finally regaining control of the car and his senses.
Beth milked the last drops of hot cum from his dick then pushed it back into his pants. She zipped him up and scrambled back into a sitting position. "Mmm, that was so good," she said, smacking her lips.
"Jesus, Beth. That was better than good. You're a fucking artist," he said breathlessly.
"Cameron, I will do that for you anytime you want," she said with a pink lipstick-smeared smile, and was surprised to realize she actually meant it.
Beth had never had an emotional attachment to a boy before, and vehemently denied to herself that she was developing one now. Her father had run off when she was a baby, and what Tyler had done to her was an abomination. Boys could be used for her pleasure, but could never be trusted.
She reasoned away her willingness to do anything to please Cameron by telling herself she just liked his fat cock. Besides, love was for suckers, wasn't it?
She grabbed her makeup bag from her purse and started fixing her face using the mirror located on the rear of the visor.
* * * *
Jenifer saw Cameron's black Impala coming down her street as she waited on her porch. She nervously adjusted her cheerleading uniform as her heart beat faster at the thought of seeing Cameron.
'My god, I'm acting like a thirteen-year-old with a crush,' she thought then laughed at herself.
The laugh died in her throat when she saw Beth return her lipstick to her purse and fluff her hair in the car's visor mirror. She saw how Beth made sure Cameron got a nice look at her ass as she crawled into the back seat. A surge of jealousy seared through her chest.
'Was Beth putting lipstick on, or putting lipstick back on?' she wondered.
She pushed the jealousy into the back of her mind. She knew that Cameron was Beth's Alpha too, and Beth had as much right to Cameron as she did. Jealousy was an emotion that a girl in a pack with other females could not afford.
'Beth might get his cock, but I'm going to get both his cock and his heart,' she thought defiantly. She forced a smile to her face and climbed in his car.
They arrived at Trish's house a few minutes later and found her also wearing the blue and gold cheerleading uniform. The girls chatted for a few moments then fell silent, growing too nervous to make small talk. Silence reigned as Cameron pointed the Impala towards school and the fate that awaited them.
