Seven Beasts (Haremworld)

” My mouth fell open in shock. “Wow, that’s awesome!”

“Please don’t ask for autographs, darling. We’re just trying to have some girl time.” Her faced turned to a scowl and the rest of the group started to stare at me like I was a lost puppy begging for a treat.

“No! Not at all.” I shook my head quickly. “I was a cheerleader in college.”

“Oh, one of those.” The woman with brown hair smacked her lips. “Couldn’t make a pro-squad? It’s okay darling. Not everyone who gets to swing pompoms in college is good enough for the big time.”

“I mean...” I felt my face flushing with embarrassment. “I’ve never tried out. How does that work?”

“Your cheer coach didn’t get an audition lined up for you? You must not have been very good.” A blonde titled her head with a sarcastic scowl as she joined the conversation and the rest of them nodded their heads in confirmation.

“Well...” I looked down at the floor. “How do I audition?”

“Look it up online, and please leave us alone. We don’t have time for fans right now.” The group turned away from me and started talking amongst themselves again.

Was I this horrible to people that tried to talk to us in college?

I did as they requested, but I had a new focus. I had thought about trying out for a team after college, but the girls were right, my coach didn’t think I was good enough. The cheerleaders at the bar were pretty, but they didn’t look like anything more than normal people when they weren’t wearing their uniforms. I went home and looked up the information online. Tryouts were less than a week away. I tried to reassure myself as I filled out the information. I knew there would be a lot of other girls competing for whatever limited spots they had, but I couldn’t turn down the opportunity. After I filled out the form, I looked online for some local gyms. I had less than a week to try and get myself back in shape. I hoped it was enough time. The last thing I wanted was to embarrass myself by looking like a klutz when I finally got another shot at the one thing I loved more than anything else in the world.

Chapter 2: Matt

Crush. Smash. Again.

The Texas heat was nothing like the cool breeze I grew up with in Michigan. There was so much sweat clinging to my balls I thought I was going to feel them float away before practice was done. I kept telling myself it was worth it, because I was a first round draft pick and my bank account was only going to get bigger if I started putting quarterbacks on their ass when the season started. The coach gave the signal again and my tired legs pushed me forward like a rocket, slamming into the tackling dummy with every bit of power I could put behind it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the Texas Cowboys cheerleader squad saunter out onto the field with a lot of new recruits following them. The coach gave the signal one more time and I propelled myself forward, momentarily distracted by the long legs and tight bodies taking up formation on the sidelines.

“Eyes forward, men.” The Strength and Conditioning Coach blew his whistle. “The cheerleaders are on the last day of tryouts. It is the same thing you see every year.”

It was hard to look away. I hadn’t gotten laid since the night I was drafted to the NFL and ended things with my college girlfriend. We both knew it wasn’t forever and I wasn’t a fan of long distance relationships. I tried to channel all my pent-up testosterone begging to be released into every hit I laid on the tackling dummy. If I hadn’t been wearing a tight jock strap, it would have probably given me an erection just thinking about watching the opposing quarterback crumble underneath one of my hits. It was my first year, but the starter got hurt and I was going to have a spot on the defensive line if I impressed Coach Dawson. I made that my mission. Pussy could wait. There would always be plenty of pussy for a starter in the NFL. The important thing was getting there.

Crush. Smash. Again.

SPRING TRAINING ENDED and our first preseason game was approaching fast. No matter how much time I spent on the field, there was a certain new cheerleader named Mia that had caught my attention when I wasn’t practicing. She didn’t seem to be as stuck up as the rest of the new girls on the squad—much less the veterans. I wasn’t the only one showing interest. Many other players were circling her like a vulture, especially when one of the cheerleaders let it slip that she was a virgin. A virgin at her age—that seemed impossible—but damn if I wasn’t intrigued. I finished showering after practice was done for the day and got dressed. Most of the other players had already headed off to party before we were back on the field the next day, but I had gotten some extra reps in the weight room, so I was already late. When I walked outside, I saw Mia leaning against her car with the hood up.

“Is there a problem?” I walked over to her as she furiously typed something out on her cell phone.

“Hey, Matt.” She smiled. “Yeah, my battery is dead, or maybe it is the alternator. Google is confusing.”

“Let me look.” I dropped my bag and leaned under the hood. “Have you called anyone yet?”

“I was trying to figure out if I needed someone to jump me off or come tow it before I called.” She messed around with her phone some more.

“Go turn the ignition.” I pointed towards the car.

Mia was gorgeous in her tight shorts and almost transparent white t-shirt that had gotten soaked with sweat while she stood in the sun. I really hadn’t managed to get five minutes alone with her, despite obsessing over her since I first saw her twirling in the air on the sidelines. Every time I tried to talk to her, it seemed like there was a line of guys ahead of me. Even the other cheerleaders seemed to be jealous of the attention she was getting. They probably regretting letting everyone know she was a virgin because that brought out the vultures, circling her and hoping for a shot at her cherry. I wanted a shot too. I wanted to be balls deep in her virgin pussy, just like everyone else. I had never been with a virgin before, even when I was plowing my way through high school.

“Anything?” Mia turned the ignition and I heard a faint cry followed by silence.

“It’s the battery. Hold on, I got jumper cables in my truck.” I leaned back from underneath the hood and started walking towards my truck.

“Thank you!” Mia stepped out her car and watched as I climbed into the cab of my brand-new Chevy.

It didn’t take long to get her motor humming again and when her car was roaring back to life, I was already feeling my desire for Mia growing stronger. Her laugh was intoxicating. Her eyes were so blue the Texas sky had nothing on their shimmer. She looked so good when she was happy and she lit up the entire parking lot with her smile. I had to ask her out. I might not get another chance to have her alone. I had never struggled with asking for a date before, but when I leaned against her driver side window, I felt some butterflies churning in my stomach. Her stare was so inviting. Her lips were so damn irresistible it was hard to form words instead of just showing her my interest with a long passionate kiss.

“So, Mia.” I looked down at the pavement. “Some of the guys are going out tonight. Would you be interested in meeting us at Lone Star Pub? We booked the place for a private party.”

“A private party?” I saw her eyebrows raise.

“The team will be there. Some of the cheerleaders will show up, I’m sure. You won’t be out of place.” I flashed her my smile.