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Luna 

I can feel his presence around me so easily. His scent has a unique way of collaborating with my senses. It alerts my state of mind. He fills up the void inside me and nothing in the world would ever make me feel so complete. 

Only ever him. 

I was on the school field, gearing up stretches for my upcoming laps. I heard my name being called out and immediately knew it was my lovely man. 

Lavender, clementine, and musk dominate my surroundings. I inhale the fragrance on cue as strong arms wrapped around my midsection, lifting me up in the air and spinning me around. 

“Oh, God--” 

“--It's me, not God, baby.” 

I had my legs tightly secured around his tough abdomen. He held me as if I weighed absolutely nothing. His fingers digging into my gym shorts clad ass. 

My gaze met his erratic forest eyes. I flushed under his possessive stare. He never missed an opportunity to grope me in public, staking his claim on me. Yet sometimes it was unnecessary. 

Ares and self control don't belong in a sentence together, because both were elusive to each other. He can't help, but let himself not be the one playing the shots everything. 
I had come to terms with his wild need to make everyone know the fact that I was his girl. I belonged to him alone. I won't ever verbally admit or show any inclination of the fact that secret loved his dominating, possessive nature. 

He had made me the centre of his universe and showered me with utmost love and affection. I would be an idiot to not cherish every minute of the time spent with him. 

Now that he'd be graduating within weeks, I had become more hungry for him. His touch, his lips, his desire… his everything. We had still not talked about what would happen to us once he went away to college. 

To be honest, I was happy to live in absolute bliss of temporality. It would never end for me… no dreadful conversation was awaiting us. We had all the time in the world to get enough of each other. 

Everything would be perfect. Nothing to worry about. 

My mouth pulled into a girl ‘O’ to feign offence. “You’re such an asshole. Don't mess with God.” I hit his bicep. “Seriously, when will you learn?” 

“How about, never?” His lips hovered right above mine. 

I blushed. His face cradled in my palms. “Mister, this is a school where an excess amount of PDA could potentially get us both in trouble.” 

He raised his eyebrow, his smirk devious. “You want to go somewhere private?” 

“I want to go somewhere private--unbelievable.” My legs went limp against his body so that it would be easier for me to slip away from his hold. “Put me down.” 

Surprisingly, he complied. 

“What are you doing here, don't you have practice of your own?” Today was his last game and if our school's phoenix won this game, they'll get their championship trophy. 

I took in his ripped,  athletic body. He was shirtless and sweating, and I'll be damned if I don’t admit the sight before me was worth salivating over. I could feel wetness pooling between my thighs. It made me want to devour him right there. 

Oh, God. What was wrong with me? 

“Feast all you want.” I rolled my eyes at his arrogant remark. “If you behave, then I might let you lick me all over.” 

“Ares, please.” 

He completely ignored me. “Come here.” He curled his index fingers, beckoned me to go to him. 

Naively,  I obeyed him. He gripped my arm to pull me closer to him. Subconsciously, my fingers land on his shirtless body. They roamed all over his back before settling on his midriff. 

Both of our gazes were drowned in utmost love. His eyes reflected intense need and seemed to mirror the want and desire in my own eyes. 

“I will have you writhing beneath me with need after I win today's championship,” he promised. 

“Cocky, are we?” 

“Not when I am sure of today's result,” he volleyed back. “But that's not the point. I came here to remind you that you belong to me.”

“Baby, I don't need a reminder every five minutes.” 

“Yes, you do.” He didn't budge from his point. “I can feel your nipples hardening.” I turned further red. His fingers played with the waistband of my shorts. “I don't want to see you wearing these shorts again.” 

“Why?” My response was quick and sharp. “They’re part of our school gym uniform, Ares. I have to wear them and there's no way you're telling me what's appropriate for me to wear.” 

“You can wear sweats too. I have seen girls wear them so don't give me a bullshit excuse. Your ass leaves nothing to imagine in these shorts.” 

“So, what? I like how it makes my ass look,” I retorted. 

“Oh, like a slut, you mean.” The instant the words left his mouth I knew he regretted it. “Shit! Luna, I didn't mean to sound-- 

I pushed him away. “Screw you, asshole.” I turned to walk away from him. 

It was then, he grabbed my braid, pulling my head back, stopping me from going any further. His body pressed against mine as much as he could. I felt every part of him, I was conflicted whether to give into him or walk away. 

My consciousness decided for the time to act wise. I flipped him off and walked away. The stars were either aligned in my favour or to torment Ares, because that's when his coach’ voice bellowed the open field. 

“Torrance.” 

“Fucking shit.” 

The last word I heard from Ares before rushing to take my laps. Ha! Serves you right, Torrance. 

***

I try not to remain pissed for the remainder of the physical training period. I don’t spare my Ares another glance even though I feel his heated stare on throughout my working period. 

His couch was rough on him and his teammates because today was the final game of the season, and if they didn't win the championship this year, it would be an embarrassment not only for our town, but for them as well. 
There's nothing like the fury of angry soccer fans. 

I would be attending their game as well. I had managed to keep my excitement at bay because this was the first time Ares had ever invited me to his game. I was going to be attending the game as the girlfriend of the team captain. 

It was a big deal for me. 

I had taken my required laps to at least get a passing score on my final result. Drenched in sweat, I was ready to head over to the girls locker room when my stupid, stupid brain acted on its own accord and risked a glance at Ares. 

I shouldn’t have. Because my eyes were transfixed on him. My steps rooted on the ground, my breath caught in my throat when I carefully watched his every movement. 

He moved with such effortless grace and poise that it would seem as if the soccer field was his stage and he was performing a masterpiece. I could understand why he was admired and respected by his teammates. 

Ares was still shirtless on the field. His every inch looked crafted by God himself. The sweat concentrated on his chest, abdomen and back were glistening. If anything, it made me appear even more sexy and hot. 

What a mighty, fine boy-- no, a man. There was nothing boyish about him, except his facial features. Everything else about him was manly. From the way he commanded everyone around him to his striking green eyes which had the ability to bring anyone down to their knees, his intimidating personality, his skillful kisses and even-- most importantly, the way he fucked. 

It was all manly. 

And this powerful, beautiful man had fallen in love with me. I didn’t know whether to thank my lucky stars or to curse my faith, because that man had his claws deep under my skin. There was nothing, no one who could save me from him. 

I didn't want to be caught drooling and staring at him with stars in my eyes. That would just give him more power over me. 

Luck was not on my side, because the beautiful devil had caught me staring at him. He smirked at me. I was finally pulled out of his spell and released the breath that I didn’t know I was holding. 

The villainous smirk on his face deepened and I quickly ran away from the line of his vision to save myself from mortification. 

God. I was really a stupid bitch. 

All I wanted right now was to ease up my sore muscles from running mile upon mile and to convince myself that the wetness which had pooled between my legs was nothing but the sweat from the laps. 

I wouldn't be wet just watching Ares practice on the field with his shirt off. 

There weren't many girls in the locker room which was a blessing. I hated changing my clothes with several eyes peering at me. 

I got rid of the tshirt and shorts, wrapped my bath gown around my naked body, and walked into an empty shower stall with all my essentials.  

I hung my gown on one of the hooks inside the stall, then jumped straight under the pouring hot water. The hot spray helped me relax a little. I wasn't sure how long I stayed still under the water before finally shampooing my hair. 

I was so lost in the heavenly feeling of the hot water cascading down my body that I didn’t realize someone had entered my bathroom stall. 

A large hand nearly smothered my mouth, rattling me. I shrieked, but it was of no use as the sound was swallowed by the hand of my mouth. 

I am so dead. Tears pooled in my eyes at the thought of what would happen with me now. 

I was whipped around, a familiar comforting voice engulfing my senses. “Hey.” My shoulders sighed in relief when I saw it was Ares, not some psychopath. 

Relief washed off me, annoyance taking its place. “What the hell is your problem? You scared the crap out of me.” My hand went to my chest. “What are you doing here? This is a girls locker room.” 

He had still had his practice attire on and I stood there with stark nakedness. We both had seen and been naked with each other several times, despite all that I still felt vulnerable at my exposed state. 

All my flaws were enhanced under the heavy bathroom lighting. There was nowhere I could go to hide my imperfections from Ares. He could see every inch of me very clearly. Unlike his goddamn perfectly crafted features, body and soul snatching aura, I lacked finesse in certain areas. 

Never have I ever been ashamed of my stretch marks, back dimples or even the pale brown birthmark that I'd inherited from my father. But compared to mode-like perfect girls he had been with in the past, I was still very ordinary. 

I quickly snuck a glance at my legs, toes and even my womanhood. I was glad that I was well waxed and moisturised everywhere.

“Look up.” His fingers tilted my chin to meet his eyes. “Fuck, baby, I want to devour you right now.” My eyes twitched at the heavy sexy intensity of his deep voice. 

“Ares, get out.” I tried to push his chest, but he didn't even budge. “There are girls here and this isn't allowed.” 

He cocked his eyebrow. “What isn't allowed? This?” 

He took my breath away when in a matter of a few nanoseconds, he had pinned on the bathroom wall, his strong arms trapping me under his body. 

“Or this?” He caressed my inner thigh, lingering dangerously close to my core. His fingers gripped my left thigh and hedged around his waist, opening me further for him. He gently tested the water, slowly pushed his long forefinger and middle finger inside my heated flesh. 

My eyes were glued to his mischievous amazon eyes. They taunted me and promised nothing, but pleasure on his accord. 

Something closer to a mewl left my mouth and acted to instigate the carnal hunger inside Ares. 

“You had something to say, huh?” His fingers worked me up, drawing out every moan and gasp from within me. My hands went to wrap around his neck, fingers crawling inside his sweat drenched hair. 

There was no one sexier than Ares in his sweaty practice attire. He had me wrapped around his finger, because I always found him beautiful no matter his condition. 

My brain was fogged with desire that I wasn't in the right headspace to answer his stupid question. I just wanted him to make me come with his skilled fingers. 

Because Ares was still a very cruel, vengeful man, he mimicked the moans that left my mouth. “Oh Ares. Yes, Ares. Please don't stop.” 

I wanted to either hide my face somewhere or to smack the cocky bastard. Because I was cruel, I chose the latter. 
I disengaged his working fingers from my core, and replaced them with my own. “Oh, I can do it more myself too, baby. I am even better than you.” 

There. I was successful in wounding his larger than sun ego. My baby didn't like it one bit that I was the one taking charge of my orgasm because no sooner he took my hair in his cruel grip and pushed his lips aggressively on my neck. 

“A-Ares, ahh!” 

He placed open kisses on my neck, biting the skin, licking, and claiming it as his own. His head travelled down to my breast. He was marking me, I knew that. His other tugged my hips, his fingers dug into my tender skin 

“Who do you think calls the shots between us, Luna?” He growled, after he was done torture the sensitive flesh on my nipples. “Answer me.” His tone is predatory and demanding. 

His teeth capture my bottom lip and nibble on it. He's reminding me that he owns my body and soul. 

His fingers damn near tease my wet folds and I succumb to his demands. “It's you, baby.” 

Butterflies somersault inside my stomach. I feel my insides tighten as the pain of not having his finger inside of me, his beautiful cock inside of me becomes unbearable. 

I can't take it anymore. I heave and purr just to get him to do something. The bastard looks as if he's enjoying himself. A self satisfied grin forms on his face. It made him look even more desirable than before. 

“Who's cum fills your pussy?” 

“It’s you, you asshole,” I blurt out.

“And I am what?” I am suddenly pressed against the wall, my back to his front. Ares' entire arm covers my breast as I am pulled closer to his well defined body. 

“My man.” 

The deal is sealed. His shorts are pushed down and we are suddenly standing under the shower. The water made our moment even more sensational. 

Ares touched his hand between the valley of my breast, where my heart resided beneath my skin. “More importantly, this,” he patted the area before palming my left breast. “Beats only for me. Do you get that?” 

“Yes.” It was all I could say to him. 

There was a hint of vulnerability in his tone. It made him more of a boy that wanted nothing more than to be loved instead of a dominating man. 

I tilted my head to meet his mouth and pressed a gentle kiss on his plum lips. “I love you, Ares.” 

“You promise?” His eyes shifted to more of an emerald shade. 

“Of course, I will love you forever.” 

“I love you too, baby.” The longing couldn't be missed from his tone and it only warmed my heart. He was such a delightful, lovely boy under his ruthless exterior. 

His grunts, the deep melody of his voice dominated my each and every flowing thoughts, while his body ruthlessly took everything I had to give him. 

His kiss turned hypnotic and my eyes rolled back. He was memorising every moan, curve, detail of me. His touch was possessive and brand, he was claiming everything I had to offer. 

I turned to give him better access to my body. He teased my breast, nipples driving me wild and over to the edge of losing my head. I wanted him inside me already. 

I was pushed against the wall, Ares had his mouth around my aroused nipple, he sucked on them and played with each peak with his tongue.

“There’s no one perfect like you. Luna, you're such a temptress.” 

“Stop teasing me and just get inside me already. I want you, baby.” My fingers held on his luscious hair. 

His pace was tortuous, damn near insane. He was driving me crazy. His fingers played with my folds and dove deep inside me, fucking me with them. I moved my hips on his fingers motion. 

“You want my cock inside you?” He grunted out the words. I nodded, because it was really tough drawing out words from my mouth. “Yet you defy the man who gives you everything you want. You disobey me at every turn.” 

He was back at it again? 

Oh, damn. I understand his game now. He was using the vulnerability of my state to get what he wanted from me.

If I wasn’t damn near drugged from the wonderful sensation of his… everything, then I would've fought him tooth and nail. He was hell bent on winning.

Blinded from the atrocities of the tightening pleasure between my legs, I couldn't think straight. My thoughts were a wayward mess. I dug my nails into his back, the only way I could fight him on this. 

“Ares, please,” I pleaded. “I want you inside me.” 

“You know what to do, moonshine. Give me what I want.”

“Fine,” I yelled. “I'll do what you tell me to. Now, hurry.” My hands ran across his lower back, and squeezed his bare ass. It was so bite worthy. 

“You won't wear shorts during your run?” 

“I don’t have a choice. It's the school uniform. You know it. Have you seen girls from your class wear long ass sweatpants on a run?” 

“Then only one thing must be done.” I raised my eyebrow at his statement. “I want you to tattoo my name on your thigh.” 

“Ares!” 

“I will get your name tattooed too. We'll get today, after I win the championship for the school.” 

“Baby, was this your intention all along?” 

He gave me a boyish grin, rubbed his nose to my own. “You know me so well,” he whispered near my lips. He then bit my lower lip, lifting me up. 

I took that as a cue to wrap my legs around his waist. I gasped and he groaned when he finally sank his cock deep inside me. We both were gasping for breath as the pleasure from our union escalated higher. 

He was so deep inside me, we melded together when he began thrusting into me. 

“God, Luna,” he gritted. “This never gets any better with you.”

I held onto his shoulders as we both fucked each other. He was like the air that I required to breathe. Our lips were locked as he continued rocking inside me. I could feel his pulse beating with every magnificent thrust of his hips. 

I arched my body and Ares sank even deeper inside me. After a few rapid rocking of his hips, I could feel my release building up. Our lips parted and we stared into each other’s eyes. 

“Don’t you fucking come without my permission.” 

I tried to control the urge to come, my mouth left a cry and I clenched my legs tighter around him. It felt like an eternity before he finally allowed me to lose myself into him. 

“Come for me, now.” I did. 

I moaned as if I was in heat when I felt his warm, thick liquid around my folds. We finally climaxed together, holding onto each other like lifelines. 

“I love you, Luna.” 

“I love you too.” 
***
After a few judgemental glares from the girls, some sneaky grins. I finally emerged out of the locker room with my black hoodie and denim shorts as my attire. The shorts were worn as a sign of disobedience and a ‘fuck you’ to my boyfriend. 

It was the end of the school day. My friend and classmate, Angela White, drove me home after school. She had to stay back at school to complete a few assignments and I was glad to find her in the school hallway. 

Ares would be staying back with his teammates and coach. They were still working on various strategies and finding loopholes in their team work. I was amazed at how focused and passionate he was when it came to soccer. 

Then again, he was brilliant at whatever he put his heart on doing. I knew they'd win. 

Reaching home, I took a much needed nap to put my tiring body at ease. Ares had drained all the energy out of me. He was such a bad boy. 

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of my phone ringing. Who could it be? Without sparing a glance at my phone's screen, I straightaway answered. 

“Hello?” I said in a sleepy haze. 

“You need to break up with him.” Huh? 

Now, my senses were on high alert. I sat up straight and looked at the called id. It was an unknown number and the area code did not belong to illinois. 

“Who's it?” I spoke harshly into the phone. 

“You’re nothing more than a mere pawn in this game. Leave him or else suffer the consequences.” 

The voice was unfamiliar to me. It was a woman's voice, cold and brittle from the sound of it. I searched my brain to recognise the voice, but it rang no bells for me. 

“This call is on record. It will be used to file a lawsuit against you for harassment. Say more, I suggest.” 

“Don’t tell me I didn't warn you.” Then she hung up. 

What the hell. I dialed the number back, but it was switched off. There was someone threatening me. 

Break up with him… mere pawn in this game… don't tell me I didn't warn you… 

This person knows about me and Ares and had specifically told me to break up with him and what? Warned me too, but why? 

This makes no sense as to why anyone would be interested in whom I am dating… or wants me to break up with Ares. I don't remember ever intentionally making an enemy out of others so this phone call made no sense to me.  

Mere pawn…  A pawn… 

I am rattled and frightened. Is someone spying on me? I look around me, out of my bedroom window. I don't see any weird signs anywhere to entail any dangerous threat. 

Yet, I feel scared. 

I suddenly regret talking my aunt into leaving me alone for a three week long trip. I am not sure when I decide to leave, but I quickly put a hoodie on top of my head, wear jeans, grab my phone and get the hell out of my house. 

I opt to ride my bike all the way to the venue of today's game. I'll have to tell Ares about this phone call and there's no way that I'll be on my own until this issue is resolved. 

***

This chapter will be published again on 13th of November along with the remaining chapters of the book.

The book has come to an end. Thank you for reading and please continue reading Axel and Astoria's story.

The book will come to an end on November 13.