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โ’ธ๏ธŽโ“„๏ธŽโ“ƒ๏ธŽโ“‰๏ธŽโ’บ๏ธŽโ“ƒ๏ธŽโ“‰๏ธŽ ๐Ÿ…ฆ๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…ก๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…˜๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…๏ธŽ๐Ÿ…–๏ธŽ

๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘ฅ๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ . ๐ผ๐‘“ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข'๐‘‘ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘“๐‘–๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘š๐‘๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘ : โ˜˜๏ธŽโ˜˜๏ธŽ



POV Akhyra


There have been three defining moments in my life: Winning the Prix de Lausanne at seventeen years old. Performing my first show in front of a packed theater at twenty. Now three years later, hearing my boyfriend declare his feelings for me in a manner worthy of a Shondaland TV show.

Lucian has been so taciturn since we got back from the stadium that I almost expected him to share bad news about the football clubs that his agent is in contact with. His sudden love confession brings me back to a mental state similar to when Taylor Swift released a surprise double album this year, maddening euphoria. I might need a camisole and an oxygen mask.ย 

My brain had only just begun to get used to having him around, and now to digest the fact that he's in love with me with an intensity that might be deeper than I can grasp.

After the press conference, I noticed that there seemed to be a dark cloud hovering above his usual sunny self. At first I had put it on account of the condescending questions asked by those journalists but as the afternoon dragged on and I found myself enjoying the company of his friends, every time my eyes caught his, I noted how his gaze lingered on me.ย 

There are two sides of Lucian Moreno: the bright sunshine that makes you squint your eyes under its radiance and the tamer glow of twilight that brings serenity. However, right now, I see thunder clouds in his eyes as he declares his love for me. He's putting himself bare, but at the same time, it feels like foreshadowing for heartbreak.

When he kisses me, I taste on his lips the remnants of things unsaid. When we part, my palms linger on his face as our foreheads rest against each other.

"Come back home with me," I whisper.ย 

He nods, and then we say goodbye to the team before leaving.

"Do you want to drive?" I ask when we get outside.

Lucian looks at me as if I've grown a second head.

"You said to me once that nobody would drive this car unless you were being held hostage by aliens, and this was the only way to save the planet."

"Let's say that being in love with me grants you a free pass."

His smile is blindsiding as he answers, "Lucky me."

It's a good thing that it's our night off for Enchanted Shadow because it would've been a challenge not to trip over my feet as I kept replaying Lucian's words in my mind.

As he races us under the orange sky of late afternoon, roof retracted, wind blowing, music streaming from the stereo, I can't help thinking that it really doesn't get any better than this.

Lucian lets out an exclamation of pure ecstasy as the Aston flies on the road, and I laugh wholeheartedly.ย 

"This is great, right?" I ask him.

He keeps his eyes on the road but I notice his face-eating grin when he answers mischievously, "I'll tell you that I love you every day if I get to ride this sexy bitch."

"I can't believe I'm in competition with my own car," I joke with a pout.

Lucian shakes his head.

"Princess, the only competition you have is yourself. I'm still having trouble deciding which one of your personalities has me entirely bewitched."

"Personalities?" I ask with a pleased laugh. "Now you have to share who are these different Akhyras running wild in your head."

"It will be my pleasure," he says in a cryptic voice. "I've narrowed them down to five. Let's start chronologically from the moment we first met: Bossy Akhyra. The one who sent me on unnecessary shopping trips and told me my car could ruin her expensive suit."

"Hold on, I thought you couldn't stand me back then?"

"In hindsight I realize I was getting obsessed in reverse. You know there's a very thin thread between animosity and obsession right?"

"Okay, what's the second personality?"

"Feisty Akhyra: the one who prepared a surprise birthday for her employee and got overly excited at the sight of a pool for kids."

The fondness in his voice causes my eyes to prick a little. The waterworks are near but I hold it in sensing that there's more Lucian has to say.

"Third personality?"

"Ballerina Akhyra," he looks briefly at me. "I'm sure you'd agree that this one doesn't need an explanation."

"Fourth one?"

"Moonshine Akhyra. I first met her on the night of Valentino's birthday. That red dress lives rent free in a corner of my mind. Then I had the pleasure to take her on a first date. That night at the museum, you rivaled all the artworks in magnificence."

"So Moonshine Akhyra is the one who wears pretty dresses?"

"It's more than that. Moonshine Akhyra knows how to steal the attention when she walks into the room."

"And the last one?"

"Karma Akhyra. Now she is a real badass," he declares with a low whistle. "This Akhyra goes after misogynistic abusers by herself even if it's to defend a woman who's bullied and harmed her in the past."ย 

"I'm not doing it for Brittany," I answer quietly.

"I know but you didn't have to step out and slap this jerk. This was for her."

I remain quiet for a moment as I review what he's told me.

"That's a lot of Akhyras to handle," I say after a while.

"Are you doubting me Princess?"

"No, I'm just slightly worried about your mental health."

Lucian chuckles at my remark. "I'm adding Sassy Akhyra to the list as honorable mention."

As soon as we step into the lobby Lucian and I fall into a fantic dance of undressing each other as our lips fight for dominance. We stumble blindly around for a while until Lucian gets tired of our slow progression and he picks me up to carry me to the bedroom.ย 

He only puts me down for a short moment to get rid of his underwear while I do the same. Then he goes to find a condom but when he comes back to me I snatch it from his hand.

"Today I'm in charge," I announce, watching Lucian's eyes ignite with a dangerous flame.

"By all means, take the lead."

I can tell that he's been waiting for this. His ravenous gaze tracks my movements as I tear open the foil packet and take the rolled up protection.ย 

When I take him in my hands to cover his erection, I swear I can read on his face all the depraved things that he wants to do to me.

I get closer for a kiss but before our lips collide I let him know, "You're hiding something from me. And before you come you're going to tell me exactly what it is."

"Akhyra..."

"Get on the bed."

I never thought it would feel so empowering to take the reign of our sexual intimacy for once. I definitely see myself doing that more in the future.

As I get on top of Lucian, each of my legs parted on either side of him, there seems to be silent conversation between us: we're not going to hold back.ย 

โ˜˜๏ธŽLowering myself on his hard length proves to be less challenging than I'd expected. He does stretch me in a different way but my inner walls seem to have now accommodated his girth, allowing him to slide in easily until I'm fully seated on him. I take a few seconds to bask in his fullness, to enjoy the sensation of being connected to him in our most intimate places before starting to move.ย 

Like he previously thought me I place my palms on his stomach for leverage and begin to fuck myself on his dick, hips rolling on top of him, as his eyes glaze over.ย 

"Akhyra," he whispers my name in a tortured plea, a melody to my ears that emboldens me to rake my nails across his stomach. Lucian lets out a stream of curses through gritted teeth.

The moment his hands firmly grab my waist I realize that he's done letting me take the lead for now, his pelvis slams into me with such violence that my naked boobs shake he knocks the air out of my lungs with another fierce thrust that causes me to cry out his name in a strangled voice.

"Harder," I manage to gasp and I swear that this single word seems to break something loose inside of Lucian.

"Careful what you wish for Princess or you might not be able to stand on stage tomorrow night."

"Let me worry about that."

"I respect the lady's death wish," he murmurs before slowly pulling out all the way to the tip.

Then all at once he pushes back to the hilt bringing my hips down on him in one brutal smack!

"Fuck, yes!" I scream, all my senses lost into the land of chaotic lust.

"That's how you want it?" Lucian taunts.

"You could do better," I tease him in return knowing full well that I'm on the verge of collapsing on top of him. My knees are barely holding on.

"Don't fucking tempt me Akhyra," Lucian warns. "I will break you and I won't feel sorry about it."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Soon enough, the noises filling the room are a mixture of my own desperate cries and the lewd clash of skin slapping against skin as Lucian penetrates me with a demented ferocity. His dick pushes through my tightening walls with a rage that leaves no doubt I'll be feeling him long after he's pulled out. My knees begin to quiver, unable to support my weight any longer.

"Lucian, please," I plead breathlessly but I don't know whether I'm begging him to stop or to keep going.

"You asked for it," he growls as he continues his merciless assault, my ass vibrating whenever he lodges himself inside of me.โ˜˜๏ธŽ

When I feel myself close to falling into the precipice, I'm reminded that I started this with a mission in mind.

I place my hand around Lucian's throat provoking a guttural moan from him.

"Tell me what you're hiding, now," I order.

Lucian seems to struggle to remain sane as my grip slightly tightens.

"Can we talk about this later?" he tries to bargain.

I know damn well that he's just going to avoid the topic afterward when his mind is clear.

"Now, Lucian," I insist and with my other hand I claw at his abs hard enough to leave red marks on his skin.

"Shit, Akhyra. I'm coming," he breathes out.

"Lucian-"

"I've killed someone!"ย 

His confession comes at the same time that I get carried away by my orgasm and I feel his release inside the condom.ย 

When we both come down from the high, the sound of our labored breathing filling the air, our eyes finally meet and I find myself uttering the first question that comes to mind.

"Does anyone else know?"



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