CHAPTER XXII: Blame the alcohol

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When I got inside, I looked around the light cream coloured classroom. There was a white whiteboard on the wall, in front of it the teachers, and behind them the guys already sat.

The faculty member's group was composed by four internal professors and two external. One of them could ask some question but the other was the commission's director, so his or her work was to make sure everything went smoothly. My teachers already told us to be extremely prepared since the two external teachers were very severe.

"I imagine you're Andrea Schiffer. Good morning."

One of them gave me a polite smile and held his hand out to shake it. When I did the same with all the professors I left my backpack under a desk and the laptop on it. Then I signed some documents, just formality to let know I came to the exam.

"I see you have come with some sort of a... fan troupe."

The same teacher who greeted me the first, turned around and pushed down his glasses to look better at the little crowd of people. The guys seemed a bit nervous, but I wasn't intimidated by him even if he was extremely severe. He didn't look like it.

"Ah, no. They're some friends and family."

Meanwhile I was connecting my laptop to the projector so I could start my exposition, I took a sneak peeks to Mr. Smith who was trying to guess who were my family members. Good luck with that, since we weren't even related.

"You're sure his father, but I don't know if she has a brother since there are a lot of guys in here."

He pointed Victor as my dad, well he was sort of. I tried not to chuckle but I was failing. I was saved by my awesome teacher Ms. Davis, who laughed softly at the professor.

"He's her father, and the guy with glasses is her brother."

She showed him Charlie, but Mr. Smith wasn't convinced and kept looking between us, trying to find any resemblance. He sighed and turned around, hitting lightly his pen on the notebook he had.

"I think it's my hair what confuses you."

Opening my PowerPoint I faced the so called 'strict teacher' and gave him a small grin. He turned around again and his sight changed again from Charlie to me.

"Maybe. But we are not here to talk about the resemblances with your brother but for Physics."

Nodding I became a bit more nervous than I already was. Even if I studied asa crazy to have a good degree I couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by the situation I was in. Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes briefly, I pushed my glasses upwards and started talking.

"Good morning everyone. Since we could present a random topic we like inside the Physics world, I decided to talk about something, at least for me, extremely interesting. So, today I'm going to talk about the 'String Theory'."

When I was about to click the second slide Mr. Smith stopped my speech. Why the hell did he interrupt me? Looking back I saw the guys with a poker face, how not, they didn't understand a shit. While my teachers looked really surprised.

"Wait, Miss Schiffer. Are you really going to talk about the 'String Theory' or it's just a joke?"

I knew it was difficult as a topic, but asking me if it was a joke was a sign, at least for me, of bad education. He didn't have the need to stop my speech when I was about to start, nor to question my choice about my presentation,- sometimes even the teachers can be stupid.

"No, it's not a joke. And as you can see my PowerPoint doesn't lie."

"Oh sorry. I didn't mean to offend you it's just the first time in all my career as a professor that someone has the guts to talk about it. I'm sorry again. Please, keep going."

I nodded and thanked him.

I started talking and I didn't stop until I finished my presentation, after more or less thirty minutes. They were impressed about how easily I could talk about something so difficult, not my words, and how much I liked Physics. They didn't want to ask me questions but they were forced to, by regulation.

My teachers asked me easy topics, the commission's director didn't talk in all of my exam and Mr. Smith asked me something extremely difficult for my year, but he knew it and helped me to come to the answer.

When I was done I was very happy since they gave me the highest mark and a scholarship for a month to study in Oxford. After shaking all their hands I went out only to find Adam outside with a grin on his face. I didn't contain myself and I threw myself to him, my arms hugging his neck and my legs his waist.

"Oh my God! I have a fucking scholarship to Oxford!"

I squealed in excitement while he kept walking with me on his arms. I let go of him and did the same thing with Charlie and Victor who were behind us.

"I did it Vicky! I did it!"

"I'm really proud of you, kleines."

"Thank you, really."

When my feet made contact with the ground Logan and his guys congratulated me, even if they didn't understand a shit, Ben's words. Whoever Kyan didn't say a word, just squeezed my right shoulder. Muttering a 'Thank you', he answered me with a simple wink, still, he was. So. Fucking. Sexy.

It was midday when I finished my exam, and hunger nocked on my door, well my stomach. As me, the boys were in the same situation so Victor proposed to eat at a near restaurant not that far from the university.

I looked a moment at Kyan who immediately turned away from me. Why? No, wait... I didn't give a shit! I was extremely confused, one moment I thought he was the sexiest guy in the world and the other I didn't care. I wished the Pancake Goddess to help me!

Liking Vic's idea we started walking until I felt a shiver sliding down my spine.

I turned, my back burned with the sensation of his eyes on me. Meeting his light green eyes, I realized we were very close. I felt my checks burn as I faced his broad toned chest. My breath caught at the sight and my stomach tightened. My eyes scanned the T-shirt he was wearing that did nothing to hide his abs and muscular arms. What the hell? Why was I feeling this way again?

"What?"

He furrowed his eyebrows at my grumpy voice.

"Nothing."

Almost in a whisper, he sounded disappointed. I shook my head at the awkwardness and sent him a strange glare before I reached the group. Once I was with the others I peeked back to see him walking towards us, then our eyes met again. Ashamed because he caught me looking at him, I turned my head forward. Sighing I relaxed. I didn't understand why I had a sex God as a mate.

Maybe he was angry about me hugging Adam, Charlie and Victor, or maybe because I 'allowed' Adam to slap my ass or even because of my past relationship with Abello. Who knew... At the moment I only wanted to enjoy everybody's company and a good meal.

Night fell faster than I expected. After dinner the girls went upstairs to prepare themselves. We were planning on going all together, while the boys probably would go later.

I took a shower in less than fifteen minutes, and thankfully I knew what I would wear. Once I dried my hair and body I only put on blue panties since I would have had my back exposed. I dressed into my new black slim sleeveless open back classic jumpsuit and a pair of cleated chunky platform sole block heel. Before I forgot I put my hair slicked back, without putting on any make up I took my dark blue navy faux fur collar coat and went downstairs.

When the girls were ready we went to Exasty club, I just hoped to not being punched again.

In less than ten minutes we were already inside. As we were VIPs we headed upstairs where we were allowed and put our coats and belongings inside some lockers at the end of the hall. Yes, we didn't have to pay for the cloakroom.

The place was pretty crowded, the music as always was incredible. They had a resident DJ who had fingers made of gold! I never heard such a good mixes as inside the club. We wanted to dance but first things first, we had to take some shots.

"Okay girls! This is for Andrea and her scholarship!"

We drank them and asked for four more Tequilas. We were drinking a toast to different things every time. Agathe and Violet stopped time ago since they couldn't handle anymore. Taisia and I were about to have our fourth Rum shot.

"This one my beautiful Tai is-"

A hand came in my sight and snatched my glass away.

"Hey asshole! What do you think-"

"And this my ladies, is for Charlie!"

I pouted as I saw Brobro grinning as if he won the lottery. Jerk. That was my drink! Glancing over him I saw the guys dressed in a sexy way. Shit. I said sexy? Blame the alcohol.

"Damn Andrea, you're so fucking fuckable. Be careful with guys tonight, they have large hands."

"Yeah, and short dicks."

Charlie threw his head back and laughed as a crazy, it was amusing. Thanks to the drinks I had, obviously. When he stopped, he wiped his eyes, kissed me on the head and told me he would go find some chicks. How not...

Suddenly my phone vibrated. It was Aaron asking me at what hour he should beat home. I turned around and faced the bar, why the hell was he asking me? Ah! Holly shit! He lost our bet and he had to dress up like a bunny Playboy for Carnival! It would be so hilarious! When I finished texting him and I was about to put my phone inside my handbag the bartender served me another Tequila shot, with lemon and salt.

"Mh-Sorry, I didn't ask anything."

"I know. It's from that guy."

He pointed someone with his chin while he kept cleaning few glasses, he was behind me. When I turned around I became face to abs with Kyan, obviously because I was sat. I looked up and I met his lustful green eyes, the sight was mouthwatering.

He was wearing a cotton long sleeve black T-shit, so it didn't do too much to hide his muscles. Followed by dark blue jeans and Polo Club black shoes with white sole and laces. His smell was so freaking intoxicating, his own scent along with his shampoo and men cologne was extremely addictive.

He took a seat beside me and ask for a Tequila shot too. Meanwhile the bartender was serving him he pulled his sleeves before his elbows, I could see his muscles flex every time and his veins on his forearms. Lord help me! He was so damn hot! Fucking alcohol.

Trying to not drool over I drank my shot as did Kyan. I couldn't help it and I took a glance of how his Adam bobbed up and down. Then our sights met and he gave me a small smile, until he decided to change his attention on the small glass, examining it with his hand.

"It seems we were left alone."

I turned around and in fact, we were alone. Heat rose inside my body since I was with my mate aka some sort of sex God, and the drinks I took previously didn't help me one bit. Facing him again I couldn't read his perfectly sculpted face.

"I-Uhm-I'm sorry for today. For Adam and then Charlie and-"

"I don't want to talk about it now. Not tonight."

Slowly I nodded while he gave me a small smile. I saw him paying for our shots, when the bartender gave his change he sighed and grinned again. He held out his hand for me, motioning with his head the crowded dance floor.

"C'mon panther, I think for once we should have fun."

Smiling brightly I took his hand and he led us between the dancing people and the loud music, trying to find a good spot. It was pretty awkward since I wasn't a really good couple dancer but thanks to the alcohol I put what was left of shame inside of me, aside.

A seductive smile appeared on my face and made him arch one of his eyebrows. What. A. Fucking. Sexy. Thing. Smirking since he didn't know what I was about to do, I turned around and gave him a good view of my ass.

Obviously he was looking at it, so I went further and placed my bum against his crotch. Thanks to my long legs and the heels we were perfectly aligned, and I actually fucking loved when he groaned and grabbed my hips tightly, digging his nails on them.

I started waving and moving, always trying to make sure he felt me. As I danced his hands moved freely around my body, leaving a hot trail behind it. Our little sensual dance didn't match with the music since it was Electro House, but we didn't care. We were enjoying every moment of it.

Pressing our bodies further I could feel his hard-on against my ass, making me dripping wet for moments. I tried not to moan when he started grinding, feeling his erection bigger than it already was. For the pleasure I arched my back and responded to his movements.

Music passed by and we were still in our own world, dancing and getting horny. One of his hands was blocked on my waist while the other discovered every inch of my body. His warm lips caressing my soft flesh, his tongue leaving a hot and titillation feeling. Sometimes he bit, others he sucked, others he kissed.

"Kyan..."

I moaned out his name when he played with my soft spot. He remembered where it was and, he was so fucking good! I couldn't wait anymore and I turned around as fast as I could, facing his perfect jaw, thin lips and lustful green eyes.

When I took a hold of his T-shirt and his hand was positioned at the back of my head, our mouths crashed together. I wasn't up for plays so I parted my lips allowing him to taste me. The kiss got out of hand. It became rougher, passionate, ardent, demanding...

With our bodies still pressed together, I felt his movements until I hit the wall. I gasped for how cold it was, since my back was bare. Kyan slammed a hand near my face, while the other grabbed one of my hips tightly.

We didn't care about the people around us, we just wanted to keep kissing, fucking each others mouths until we were gasping for air. He was a damn good kisser and he knew it.

Bitting my lower lip he pulled it so I would lean against him, but my hands went to the back of his neck pushing him towards me. We groaned when our bodies collided, deepening the kiss. There was no place untouched by his mouth, and I was becoming addictive to his taste. I never imagined kissing someone could be so good.

My hands were gripping his brown curls hard, while his right hand was squeezing my bum tightly making me lean my dripping crotch against his freaking rock hard-on. His left roamed around my body until met my covered princess.

When he started to rub with his long fingers made my legs jelly, so before I could collapse on the floor I grabbed his wrist tightly and break the kiss. His messed hair, green lustful orbs and swollen lips were a serious turn-on.

"Sorry, you're right. I need some air as well as you."

We were both panting hard. Our sweaty bodies still pressed together while our chests moved fast.

I nodded and he took my hand leading us outside. Suddenly I remembered his 'little problem' and blushed badly so I stopped him and he turned around the moment he passed a hand through his wild hair. Mouthwatering! This guy was mouthwatering!

"Your-Ehm..."

I decided to not to talk and pointing it with my chin. His sight changed to me towards his erection, tilting his head to the side like if he just realised it. Facing me again he shrugged and started walking again, but this time I surpassed his tall and built body and positioned myself ahead of him. At least I would covered it partially.

"Thank you."

His whisper sent a chill running down my spine, while his arm sneaked around my waist possessively. We started walking again, and went outside in the smoking area where we found the guys making a small talk with some members of our pack.

It was almost three in the morning, a cold breeze accompanied us in our little chit chats and laughs. My sight switched upwards for a moment just to contemplate the bright full moon, so shining and beautiful...

After we smoke three or four cigarettes and shared good jokes and past histories for what seemed an eternity, I started to freeze. I was becoming more than tired for my lack of sleep, so I tugged Kyan's black shirt as if I was five years old to catch his attention. It worked since his green eyes were on me.

"I'm going home, if not I'm gonna collapse right here."

"Sure. I'm going to take our coats and we can go."

"No! I was just telling you, there's no need for you to walk me home. You can stay here and have fun with the guys."

He gave me a warm smile and caressed my cheek lovingly, only his gestures made my heart melt and my skin scream for more. His touch made me crave for intense thing.

"But I want to."

Nodding since I was about to fall asleep, I gave him the key of the locker and he marched upstairs. Not more than five minutes after he was back with our coats and helped me to put mine on. What a gentleman, seriously.

After we said our goodbyes to everyone we headed home hand in hand. It wasn't awkward, I liked it. His warm fingers were wrapped nicely around mine, while his thumb caressed the back of my hand. Even if we were walking I was seriously about to collapse, between the alcohol and the exam I had, I still didn't understand how I managed to keep at least one eye open until home.

When we arrived I waited for him to take a water bottle and we headed upstairs to the third floor, where our rooms were. When we arrived at my door I turned to him, took a hold of his coat and peeked his lips briefly.

"Thank you."

"There's no need to thank me."

We kissed again, slowly and sensually, but I separated from him before something more could happen. I wished him a good night and after he headed to his room too I closed the door.

What a night...
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➳ Kleines(GER): Little one.

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Helloooooo!!!! Here I am again! Back from Italy and ready to write new chapters!! Thanks a lot for the 10k of reads!!!!! I'm sooo happy! :)
Also for the +200 of followers!!! Thanks to all of you guys!!

Anyway! I thought about what I decided to do in the previous chapter, I'm not going t edit them until I finish the book... I think it will be easier for me and for you too :)

Well, that's all! But as I'm a good person I'm going to tell you something! I'm writing a new story and probably will be published shortly :) The other two 'Erotic Waves' and 'Baiardo's Prey' will have to wait since I'll try to think about the story line!! 

See you in the next chapter! Lots of hugs!!

24/09/2016

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