dark hunter fic - Breaking Free 2
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Thank you for the encouraging comments! They really motivate me & make my day!
This is the 2nd part.
As a reminder, there will be sex, language & spoilers in this fic.
Acheron Fanfic. Based on the Dark Hunter series by Sherrilyn Kenyon.
Although both Acheron and Katra arrived at the hotel soaking wet, it didn’t detract from his attractiveness to the female gender.
If anything, Acheron looked just as good wet.
At 6’8’’, his graphic t-shirt clung onto the ripped muscles of his torso, faintly outlining the well proportioned amount of rippled muscle he had. Drops of water tantalizingly trickled down the perfect curve of his butt, snug in taut, black leather pants; begged to be lapped off as if it were rich, decadent ice cream.
His ever changing hair color was presently a shade of flaming red, and his waist-length hair was tied into a loose, low pony tail. His every move was sensuously lazy, but possessed strength and an indefinable streak of danger.
Acheron merely oozed sex as he walked towards the concierge, Katra in stride beside him. She scowled, noting every female, and a few males in the lobby stared at Acheron lustfully.
“Jealous are we?” He taunted.
“Arrogant are we?” She retorted, mocking him in imitation. She rolled her eyes as he chuckled. At least one of them was enjoying the situation.
Katra felt disillusioned.
Acheron wasn’t the cool, mysterious immortal she admired since she was a little girl. Instead, he was a conceited pile of testosterone, a sex magnet for females (and some males) everywhere.
Not to mention bossy.
“My my, what a scrumptious couple you are! I could just eat the both of you up!” A flamboyant male voice interrupted.
“Oh why yes! They are just deeeeelish!” Another colorful male voice chimed in, the assibilation in his speech more pronounced.
Acheron and Katra turned to see two lean, vibrantly dressed males in tight clothing. Katra smiled wickedly at Acheron.
“Oh we’re not together.” She declared, the information surprising both men. “My friend Acheron here, plays for the other team, or shall I say plays with the other team, if you know what I mean.” She winked at them, successfully snatching her arm from Acheron as he preoccupied himself with digesting what she just said.
“Did I mention he’s single and ready to mingle?” Katra announced with a sugary smile, her green eyes shimmering with glee. She stepped to the side, hinting for the two pretty men to fill the empty space.
“Wha-“
The rest of Acheron’s vehement protests were drowned out by squeals of delight and fashion tips.
“I love those ‘spank-me’ pants hon, but you are in desperate need of some color!”
“Oh yes! That toosh is absolutely yum! As ripe as two melons!”
“A t-shirt is a no-no for a big boy like you! We’re not in high school anymore.”
“We need to give you a makeover sug (shoulg)!”
“Let’s go on a shopping spree!”
Katra sent Acheron a wink, not bothering to hide her enjoyment at his discomfort.
Acheron watched as she then busied herself fixing her wet clothing, oblivious to the numerous males ogling her.
She started to take his bulky, black leather jacket off her slender 6’4’’ frame, revealing a white scoop neck, baby doll-like dress, made up of layers of light, thin, opaque material. She reached up to sweep her blond, shoulder length hair back, her chest jutting out from the motion. The running and friction from Acheron’s jacket caused her neckline to shift down a bit, exposing a substantial amount of cleavage. It looked as if the weight of her pert breasts were too heavy for the neckline, and threatened to spill over.
There was a silent collective groan of disappointment when Katra held Acheron’s jacket in one arm, covering up one side.
Along with the other males in the lobby, Acheron narrowed his line of sight, zeroing in on the side which was uncovered. When he caught a tiny flash of pink flesh that was about to pop out, he realized he was already in front of her, the fashion chattering of the two men long forgotten. Her eyebrows scrunched up in bewilderment until she followed his gaze.
“Like what you see?” She asked, incensed.
“Not as much as everyone else.” He snapped, the sound of his voice dipping low. He warred against the impulse to wrap her up in his jacket and carry her to a private place, away from the gawking.
Before he could do anything else, his bonded demon, Simi, called for him from Katoteros.
It meant the rest of his powers returned. With the aid of Katra’s blood, his body rid itself of the poison. Acheron cursed under his breath. He didn’t want to leave without questioning Katra, but he would never ignore Simi. She was his precious baby girl, well baby demon.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes. Stay here until I get back.” He stared into her eyes intently, squeezed her shoulders as if to reaffirm the command, then willed himself to Katoteros.
Katra headed out of the hotel into the dark, wet night.
“Sorry, I can’t do that.” She whispered.
I expect to have another chapter up next week.
Here's the link to the other chapters Breaking Free Parts
Posted by Jubilee
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Thank you for the encouraging comments! They really motivate me & make my day!
This is the 2nd part.
As a reminder, there will be sex, language & spoilers in this fic.
Acheron Fanfic. Based on the Dark Hunter series by Sherrilyn Kenyon.
Although both Acheron and Katra arrived at the hotel soaking wet, it didn’t detract from his attractiveness to the female gender.
If anything, Acheron looked just as good wet.
At 6’8’’, his graphic t-shirt clung onto the ripped muscles of his torso, faintly outlining the well proportioned amount of rippled muscle he had. Drops of water tantalizingly trickled down the perfect curve of his butt, snug in taut, black leather pants; begged to be lapped off as if it were rich, decadent ice cream.
His ever changing hair color was presently a shade of flaming red, and his waist-length hair was tied into a loose, low pony tail. His every move was sensuously lazy, but possessed strength and an indefinable streak of danger.
Acheron merely oozed sex as he walked towards the concierge, Katra in stride beside him. She scowled, noting every female, and a few males in the lobby stared at Acheron lustfully.
“Jealous are we?” He taunted.
“Arrogant are we?” She retorted, mocking him in imitation. She rolled her eyes as he chuckled. At least one of them was enjoying the situation.
Katra felt disillusioned.
Acheron wasn’t the cool, mysterious immortal she admired since she was a little girl. Instead, he was a conceited pile of testosterone, a sex magnet for females (and some males) everywhere.
Not to mention bossy.
“My my, what a scrumptious couple you are! I could just eat the both of you up!” A flamboyant male voice interrupted.
“Oh why yes! They are just deeeeelish!” Another colorful male voice chimed in, the assibilation in his speech more pronounced.
Acheron and Katra turned to see two lean, vibrantly dressed males in tight clothing. Katra smiled wickedly at Acheron.
“Oh we’re not together.” She declared, the information surprising both men. “My friend Acheron here, plays for the other team, or shall I say plays with the other team, if you know what I mean.” She winked at them, successfully snatching her arm from Acheron as he preoccupied himself with digesting what she just said.
“Did I mention he’s single and ready to mingle?” Katra announced with a sugary smile, her green eyes shimmering with glee. She stepped to the side, hinting for the two pretty men to fill the empty space.
“Wha-“
The rest of Acheron’s vehement protests were drowned out by squeals of delight and fashion tips.
“I love those ‘spank-me’ pants hon, but you are in desperate need of some color!”
“Oh yes! That toosh is absolutely yum! As ripe as two melons!”
“A t-shirt is a no-no for a big boy like you! We’re not in high school anymore.”
“We need to give you a makeover sug (shoulg)!”
“Let’s go on a shopping spree!”
Katra sent Acheron a wink, not bothering to hide her enjoyment at his discomfort.
Acheron watched as she then busied herself fixing her wet clothing, oblivious to the numerous males ogling her.
She started to take his bulky, black leather jacket off her slender 6’4’’ frame, revealing a white scoop neck, baby doll-like dress, made up of layers of light, thin, opaque material. She reached up to sweep her blond, shoulder length hair back, her chest jutting out from the motion. The running and friction from Acheron’s jacket caused her neckline to shift down a bit, exposing a substantial amount of cleavage. It looked as if the weight of her pert breasts were too heavy for the neckline, and threatened to spill over.
There was a silent collective groan of disappointment when Katra held Acheron’s jacket in one arm, covering up one side.
Along with the other males in the lobby, Acheron narrowed his line of sight, zeroing in on the side which was uncovered. When he caught a tiny flash of pink flesh that was about to pop out, he realized he was already in front of her, the fashion chattering of the two men long forgotten. Her eyebrows scrunched up in bewilderment until she followed his gaze.
“Like what you see?” She asked, incensed.
“Not as much as everyone else.” He snapped, the sound of his voice dipping low. He warred against the impulse to wrap her up in his jacket and carry her to a private place, away from the gawking.
Before he could do anything else, his bonded demon, Simi, called for him from Katoteros.
It meant the rest of his powers returned. With the aid of Katra’s blood, his body rid itself of the poison. Acheron cursed under his breath. He didn’t want to leave without questioning Katra, but he would never ignore Simi. She was his precious baby girl, well baby demon.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes. Stay here until I get back.” He stared into her eyes intently, squeezed her shoulders as if to reaffirm the command, then willed himself to Katoteros.
Katra headed out of the hotel into the dark, wet night.
“Sorry, I can’t do that.” She whispered.
I expect to have another chapter up next week.
Here's the link to the other chapters Breaking Free Parts
Posted by Jubilee