Hell’s Consort

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The Empress Luna

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Luna had hoped that the moment she slept and lost consciousness was that she would be sent back to the Vampire Realm and narrate to Apollyon how she had this impossible dream about being married to two Archdemons and staying into her supposed 'brother-in-law's' marriage suite, but that would turn out to be wishful thinking.

Sleeping in Hell was similar to being knocked out and beaten down until you lose consciousness and everything you see was black.

Luna wished she could pretend that everything was fine and dandy like what Sloth had advised. Still, her brother-in-law was a lazy dummy who couldn't sympathize with her even if his unsolicited advice was partly correct: that she couldn't do anything about it.

She didn't even notice that tears were falling as she slept on the bed on her left side, hugging a pillow.

Luna was still in that haze of slumber when she half-opened her eyes and blinked.

There was something out of place in the Wife Chamber.

Freezing in place, Luna immediately shut her eyes and played dead.

She tried to find out who he was by the feel of his body and the timing of his every calm breath, his hand clinging to her neck like an unfastened noose.

No, the man—it was a man, based on the hard physique that barely touched her back—wasn't choking her with the questionable hand.

He just let it hang loose around her.

The man didn't seem to be moving.

He just slept with her without doing anything terrible except invading the privacy of Sloth's Wife Suite.

Well, Luna had lain in a room without a door, so that must mean that if she was asleep and defenseless, then these damned Archdemons might think she was there for the taking.

Luna had assumed that the Archdemon of Sloth was too lazy or too 'shamanic virgin priest'-eque like Fei to attempt something like this.

A messed up Archdemon can plunder and take just about anyone they have set their eyes on--even their family or the wife of his brothers. 

Luna held the hand around her neck and rolled over, ready to choke the life out of the intruder and annihilate his entire existence.

One leg of hers was between the man's thighs while she dug her other knee to his groin hard.

The man let out a low growl when she pressed deeper that it almost hit his erection.

For the goddess' sake, the bastard was even turned on as she wrestled him.

She had intended to hurt the man!

Not arouse him like this!

Gritting her teeth, Luna struggled to hold his shoulders down with her claws.

The interloper had tried to hold her waist, tangling his lower legs around her and tripping her into submission as he laid her flat on her back.

She doubted this was Sloth because the man was stronger than his brother-in-law.

Luna could tell the difference because they had brawled back at the Library, and at that time, he wasn't this hard to budge. 

She couldn't rule out the fact that this was Sloth, and he was pretending to be weak to humor her.

"Sloth." Luna breathed his name, wishing it was him so that it would be much easier to kick his ass when he was easier to distract.

  It was dark in the room now that Sloth had turned his glow lights off in the entire marriage suite.

Luna couldn't see the face of the man as they fought for dominance on the bed--not the kind of dominance that was sexual in nature--but the more her knee remained on his upper thigh, it might as well be headed that way.

Luna's hands had grazed Archdemon's wings as she leaned forward and clawed his back to hurt.

She planned to rip the man's wings off him, but she didn't follow through because if she did that, the man also had a chance to rip hers to shreds.

Luna was about to ask who the man was as she struggled to fight, but the sun rising from the horizon had distracted her.

The scenic view from the wide picture windows was a beautiful sight she couldn't miss as the golden bursts of light gradually consumed the thunderstorms' darkness from yesterday.

In a split second that she lowered her guard, Luna was flat on her back as the bright rays illuminated his delicate face.

His long silver hair was combed to the left side with sophistication, which almost covered his eyes that were as sharp as blades that had scanned her features with ownership. 

"Now, why would you think it was him on your bed, Domina?" Luxen's lips curved as he played a silver blade in his hand, pointing it at her chin.

Crouching on top of her, Luxen stretched his silver Archdemon wings, which had appeared gold when the dull glow of light from the sun hits them. "You just got here in Hell and turned into one of us, and you are already thinking about cheating when you set your eyes on another male Archdemon?"

"I am not an Archdemon collector, Luxen." Now that she felt so close to Luxen that he could practically hear his heartbeat, Luna exhaled loudly and forced her rigid muscles to loosen. "We might be bonded together along with Ravin, but that didn't mean my heart, body, and soul belonged to you when you haven't even proven anything to me yet."

"What do you want?" Brows knitting together, Luxen's mouth firmed. "I will destroy Kingdoms for you if you wanted. Kill people you held grudges with. You don't have to deal with them anymore."

Luna exhaled again and cleared her mind, trying to embody the patience of a monk before she told him that he was the problem and she might say something wrong to Luxen and command the Archdemon to kill himself and Ravin.

He might as well kill Lilith while he's at it because that was what she wanted.

Instead of saying that, she glared at him and complained, "I would have preferred to be greeted 'Good Morning, Bitch!' than a knife on my throat, Luxen."