Black Sun Academy: The Next Generation (book 1)
Chapter 21

Blaise

Reading my schedule, I walked past the training room and entered a smaller classroom that was right next door to it. Apparently for the first term of the course we would be doing comprehensive studies. Second term is when we would put what we learned to practice. Walking to the back row I sat at a desk in a corner near some windows.

My heart plummeted to the floor as I heard Morgan’s voice at the doorway. There was a haughty air about her, and I curled my hands into fists but managed to keep them at my sides. I wonder why she’s in this class? She’s a sophomore; shouldn’t she have taken this course last year? Thoughts swirled in my mind that maybe she failed in her first attempt at the class, got her ass royally kicked during her second half and that’s why she was here now. My body shook slightly as I silently laughed with visions of Morgan getting tossed about the training room.

Slinking down in my chair I pulled out my phone and began scrolling through my social media apps. I only had to peruse through them for a few minutes before the Professor strolled into the class. The class went by at a steady pace, and I was intrigued at the possibility of learning how to defend myself. Maybe I’d even be able to kick Morgan’s ass... that thought was appealing to say the least.

We were released a few minutes early from the class and I made my way back to the academia building for my last class of the day, Developmental magic. When I arrived the door to the room was closed and a piece of paper was taped to it. Due to unforeseen circumstances, today’s class is cancelled. We will reconvene tomorrow at the same time and same place. Until then read chapter two of the textbook. ~Professor Malady~

Sighing, I turned away from the door and decided to take the stairwell back down to the first floor. What to do with myself for the rest of the evening? Deciding I could do with a run, I go back to my room and change into running clothes and then stretch my limbs out. I’m not sure if 3 p.m. is considered late afternoon or early evening but that is the time as my feet connect with the cement stone. Staying on the sidewalk for ten minutes, I soon veered off to make my way to the woods.

At the edge of the trees are a few different footpaths to choose from and I opt to take the right one. There’s just something that feels more natural when my feet hit against the earth and dirt. It’s a silly thought but I feel more connected to Mother Nature and that’s also partly why I run through the woods. I’ve only been running for a few minutes when I pause with uncertainty. For a second, I thought I heard the snapping of twigs. Glancing around I don’t see anything so I wait for a second longer and then begin to run once more.

Crack! Okay, this time I definitely heard the snap/crack of a tree branch breaking. I freeze. My breathing is ragged, and I try to get it under control so I can hear better my surroundings. As my breathing slows, I’m able to listen and what I hear is nothing. It’s unnaturally quiet. No sounds of critters scurrying by, no birds chirping, not even the call of the insects. “Hello? Is anyone there?” Yep, not horror movie cliché at all. Laughter bubbles in me for the thought.

“Blaise? Is that you?”

The husky male voice that can only belong to Gavin! I whip around and replace myself staring at a very nude male god. “Professor Dearil?” My voice is shaky and I’m not sure if it’s from running or because I’m staring at male perfection personified... growl. He begins to walk closer, and I force my eyes to look away. Averting my gaze to the sky I ask, “could you um, put some clothes on? Please.” I hear him chuckle and it sounds like he’s standing right behind me now.

I can’t stop my eyes from looking downward and to my relief, or disappointment, I see he now has a pair of jeans on. I sigh audibly and allow my gaze to travel upward. The ‘V’ at his waist is well defined and I think about how I would like to run my tongue along his grooves. Forcing my eyes to continue their ascent I take in his six pack abs and beautifully sculpted chest. Muscles for miles and I want nothing more than to run my hands over every inch of his toned flesh.

Gavin stares down at me for only a second before I feel his hand wrap around the back of my neck and then slide his fingers into my hair before pulling me to him. He slams his lips against mine in a bruising yet sensual kiss. A moan escapes as his tongue twists and collides with mine. And oh, stars in the sky I’m dying to have him inside of me again especially after he squeezes my ass and brings me flush against his body. His fingertips glide across my stomach before dipping below the waist band of my running shorts. As his hand rubs against me I whimper with need.

“Professor we shouldn’t be doing this,” I say in a pathetic attempt to stop him. But then I bite and tug on his bottom lip to encourage him to continue his exploration of my body. I feel him insert two fingers inside of me causing my legs to tremble. While he pumps his fingers in and out, I free his cock from its confinement and begin to run my hand up and down its veined length. He is already rock hard and I’m beyond ready for him.

Gavin doesn’t remove his hand and instead begins to pump it fast, harder inside me. I cry out in pleasure as the sudden orgasm takes me. When my body stops quivering, I push him up against the trunk of the tree and push his pants down to his ankles. In one quick motion he removed my shorts and turns us so that my back is against the tree instead. Wrapping his arms around my thighs he hoists me up to his waist and then utter bliss hits me as he pushes inside of me. He kisses along my neck, tugs on my earlobe with his teeth, and then crushes his lips to mine so our tongues can do a naughty dance of their own.

He feels so good and the sensations flowing through me are astronomical. Moments later we explode both moaning cries in our unity. He leans against me pressing my body into the bark of the tree and I let my head fall against his shoulder as we catch our breaths. Gavin eases out of me and slowly lowers me so that I’m standing on the ground. I slip my shorts back on as he pulls his pants back up. And then I glared at him. “You’ve got to stay away from me. We can’t do this again and it’s apparent that if we are around each other this will happen again.” I reach on tiptoe bringing his mouth to mine for what has to be the last kiss between us.

Breaking away from him I give him a small shove and then run through the woods for a few more minutes before coming out of the woods and making my way back to the dorm for a much-needed shower.

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Gavin

Stupid, stupid, stupid! I berate myself when I’m back in my apartment. My wolf had been feeling anxious and so I thought I’d let him out and run through the woods. Normally I’m good with the time allotted for shifters to run in the late evening but today he was whining which is something he has never done before.

Coming across her running through the trees wasn’t something I was expecting. But for the life of me once I spotted her, I couldn’t stay away. I saw how she looked me over, the desire lighting her eyes up at seeing me naked, my manhood. I couldn’t stop myself from pulling her to me and kissing her hard. We came together so naturally that I didn’t even give it a second thought that we were doing it in the woods.

Bringing my laptop to life I pull up my email. The perk of being a professor, I have access to all student emails. I type in Blaise’s name, and it generates her address in the send to section. Contemplating for only a second, I begin typing. Miss Salvino, your presence is requested for a session with your advisor at the faculty building Saturday evening apartment E between the hours of 8 p.m. and 9 p.m.

Professor Dearil.