Awaken Demons: Stheno

Chapter XXXII - II

Chapter XXXII: Desires born from needs (part II)
- The mature chapter is posted in my other book 'No Holding Back' - 

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Before I could even say a word, or question her, she disappeared behind her bedroom's door. Did she really close the door on my face again? I couldn't understand her, she was in the mood, I was in the mood, shit, we needed to get laid! Then why did she go inside? Sometimes women were really difficult to understand. 

Not saying another word, or even try to knock on the wooden surface, I made my way to my room, with a painful erection between my legs. Again.

Inside my bedroom, the best thing I could do was to take a shower. A girl never left me with such a big amount of boners, and Andrea was beating her own record. My locked lips parted to release an annoyed and frustrated sigh, tired steps led me to the bathroom, already naked from all my clothes.

Hot water already falling over the grey tiles, I opened the crystal door and stepped inside. The warm drops slid down my back, relaxing my muscles and shoulders. My fingers massaged my head, washing my hair with shampoo. When it came to my body, I  tried to relieve myself. But there was nothing I could help myself with. 

A loud frustrated hiss was released when my hand collided against the grey tiles. I was going to sleep again with a fucking erection, just great!

Shawn whimpered. He needed her, both of us did.

Once I turned off the water, with a light blue towel wrapped low on my hips, I made my way to the bedroom and opened the closet just to find it empty. Why the hell was it empty? Where were all my clothes? Not even a pair of underwear in the drawers. And in that moment I realized, I knew it was a guy's joke, and I'd have bet anything it was Ben's idea.

Knowing them, they wouldn't have opened the door, so I wasn't going to try. That left me with the only option on going and ask Charlie or Emmett, but maybe the four eyes was involved too and I wasn't going to ask for a pair of boxers to the werewolf with his mate being curious all over my situation. Shit!

I was screwed, and Victor was a big no-no. The problem was how I would have slept at night since I was used to sleep with something on during winter.

Lots of ideas crossed my mind, until one hit me: Andrea. She had my clothes from the carnival's night, and maybe, if I was lucky enough she could have had some men underwear too. Taking a deep breath and praying the Moon Goddess for nobody to see me, I secured my towel around my hips and exited my room, with really fast steps leading me to my mate's bedroom.

Not even knocking, my hand twisted the handle and opened the door. Thankfully, it wasn't locked. Wasting no time I stepped inside, just to be welcomed by the warmness of her room. The bed was undone, her clothes were scattered on the ground, and her books formed a pile on the desk.

It was funny thought because she reminded me about my young self. In my teen years I was an absolute disaster.

As I was going to wait patiently for Andrea to finish her shower, I decided to sit on her bed, and instantly flashes of our first time passed through my mind, making my erection unbearably stiff. Fuck. Her sweaty body, her lustful curves, her moans, her whimpers- "Holly shit Kyan, you scared me! What the hell are you doing in here?"

My sight switched upwards, just to find my mate wrapped up in a towel, with her hands securing the black cloth. Her platinum hair wet, with drops of water falling over her shoulders and sliding down to the valley between her breasts.

Before loosing control, I cleared my throat and locked our eyes, "The guys played a joke on me, so now I don't have any clothes nor underwear. But I think you do, right? From our first night." She seemed taken aback for my explanation, her eyebrows knitting together, "Um, yeah, but it's just your T-shirt, socks and jeans..." She thought for a moment, "Wait here, maybe I have Charlie or even Emmett's underwear."

I nodded.

I wasn't going to ask why did she have their undergarments. That was a question for another occasion.

She turned around and opened some drawers from her walk-in closet. I was still sat on the bed, observing her, until she made her way back and gave me a pair of boxers, along with gym pants and a T-shirt. Our hands touched for a brief moment, and sparks were all my body could feel.

We both knew if she came closer, we would end up shaking the sheets, something I was really seeking. Instead, Andrea cleared her throat, "That's all I have, tomorrow I can ask Charlie if you can borrow some of his clothes."

Throwing the gym pants and boxers she gave me, my fingers found her chin, and forced my mate to look at me. I wanted to see her beautiful eyes, they told me more than she could ever say. Nervously, she blinked few times. Our sights met and I noticed it, the lustful need swirling in them. She wanted it as much as I did, and I wasn't going to sleep with another painful erection.

However, when she realized we were tempted for the same desires and, as if she wanted to escape them, she took around five steps back. I was already missing the warm of her body, the sparks I felt every time our skins made contact. I needed her and I was going to get her.

Suddenly, she quietly asked, "Why are you doing this?" I frowned, my eyebrows knitted together, "What?" She exhaled frustrated, "This!" My mate signaled both of us with her index finger, yet, I still couldn't understand what she meant.

Her breath hitched when hey eyes landed on me again, her heartbeat quickened and her pupils dilated. 

"You're addictive Kyan. Your scent, your body, your eyes always stripping me naked making me go insane, because even if we agreed to not base our relationship in sex, you're making this really hard. I want, no, need to touch and feel you, there's something deep down inside me that's begging me, and it's really complicated when you're always with me."

Fuck me if she wasn't right. Even if it wasn't our fault, those words sent me on the edge of loosing my shit!

"Andrea..."

Suddenly, with our eyes still locked, she took a hold of her towel and let it slide down her curves, falling on the floor. A loud groan escaped from my dry lips, and it took me everything to not grab and fuck her on her room's couch. 

"Please Kyan, I need you." She moaned. Meeting her eyes, our lustful desires finally took over our control. With a loud growl I pinned her against the wall, our lips met in a needy kiss.

I got what I wanted. I took control over her body, making sweet love to her all night long.

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Hiya guys!

I'm so sorry for being this late!! But I'm already working on the next chapter... So, right now I know how this book will end, and maybe it will reach 50 chapters ^^

I hope you liked this chapter!!! If yes, comment, vote or share!! Thanks a lot!

See you on the next update!!

26/07/2017

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