Hell’s Consort

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The Empress Luna

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Luxen's sensual lips swooped in and kissed her. 

Her first reaction was to stare into his closed eyelids in a dazed look, surprised to see those silver eyelashes with her bulging eyes.

Of course, the man's eyelashes were pretty, but that was beside the point.

Her second reaction was to jerk her head back but Luxen wouldn't even let her escape from his clutches.

Next, she told him to stop, but it came out as an embarrassing moan while his soft lips threatened to nibble her.

"Lux—hmm-to-" Luna stammered brokenly, but Luxen had assumed her strange language meant she was turned on, thinking that she had consented to him kissing her soul. 

She whimpered, "Urm--hm—"

Luna didn't think that the Archdemon of Lust would do something like this.

She wasn't prepared for the onslaught of the sensations he brought out of her.

This predator had lulled her to a false sense of security—one that she regretted very much—enough that she let her guard down.

Could she say that it was her fault for falling for his trap?

  The Archdemon had slid his hands around her waist farther to the small of her back, stroking his tapered fingers around her waist.

Luna had quickly moved her arms on his chest to shove him hard, but she couldn't.

Her elbows were trapped between their bodies!

Luxen had caged her, and the only attack Luna could manage was pounding her clenched fists to his strong muscular chest.

It had zero damage.

  Luna gasped when Luxen bit her lip hard enough to draw blood.

She pressed her lips shut because she knew what Luxen had tried to do.

He bit her so that she could open her mouth and give him access to hers. 

Luna was never interested in Luxen as a husband, and he and Lilith could go and f*ck themselves without including her in the picture.

Perhaps, this was why Lilith had glowered at her with blood-shot eyes full of anger and hatred.

In her distorted mind, she must have thought Luna was stealing Lilith's men away from her one by one.

First was the Vampire King, who she was obsessed with at first, and now, Luxen was probably one of Lilith's consorts, according to Sloth.

Oh, how the Archdemon of Envy must have blamed her for getting attention from men she didn't even want.

Lilith can have Luxen, but she wouldn't let the bitch steal Apollyon!

Luna squeezed her eyes shut in disgust.

She couldn't bear to look at her 'husband' who had forcibly kissed her, demanding access to her tonsils like it was his goddamn right.

Luxen lifted her hips easily as he erased the distance between them, their lower bodies touching so close.

Luxen possessively wrapped one hand around the nape of her neck while the other one dug on the fabric of her purple gown.

Gnashing her teeth, Luna had the chance to place her hands around Luxen's shoulders, not to arouse him with his touch but to choke him and detach his head as her claws elongated.

'Damn it!' Luna groaned in frustration.

She could headbutt him, which would surely give him a headache for a year.

Luxen had figured out her plan when his hands flew to her hands wrapped around his neck.

He removed them from her shoulders and squeezed them hard in a reprimand.

Yelping, Luna choked down a sob because she could feel that she had broken a finger or two.

Angry tears fell down her face as she tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let her.

Luxen brought her back again as they bumped their teeth.

She swore he could taste the salt in her lips as she cried but he didn't stop kissing her.

The Archdemon was stubborn and determined to make her like it.

Luna wanted to kick his balls because the bastard didn't understand that she wasn't into the kiss.

Luna knew this wasn't about desire anymore. 

The Archdemon of Lust's rejection of her kiss had made a dent in his spotless pride.

Luxen must have roamed the Lower Realms thinking he could get any woman he wanted just because he was the Archdemon of Lust.

She never thought he would get this low, forcibly kissing her out-of-nowhere.

Being mated to him and connected by a silver thread was a f*cking excuse, too.

'Luxen wouldn't stop until I became into it.' She thought bitterly, and it fuelled her more to fight back for her freedom.

She gripped a fistful of his white robes and shook him with all her might.

If this Archdemon was feeling horny and there was no other woman to use in the middle of nowhere, it was Luna's responsibility to wake Luxen up.

Suddenly, Luna felt Luxen's tongue tasting her lips, and she almost melted, leaning into her touch even if her mind had screamed 'no'.

Why was she arching into his lower body as they stood close to each other?

It was as if there was something suddenly clicked into her head—like she finally found the missing piece of the puzzle.

Why was she letting him touch her in inappropriate places?

Why did her lips almost part when Luxen coaxed them?

Was she feeling desire, or was she influenced in doing so with Archdemon magic?

With flaring nostrils and bared teeth, Luna was now raging mad at Luxen's callousness. 

What female would want to be married to a man like this?

The best kisses are ones that both people want. 

No matter how much Luxen enjoyed it, it wasn't okay to force someone to do it if they don't want to even if it was his 'wife'.

Seducing her with his Archdemon magic was a low blow.

Ravin didn't even attempt to use magic at the Dream Realms as he persuaded her to stay with him.

The Archdemon of Gluttony was respectful enough to let her go.

Now, Luna had to get herself together and break away from this unreasonable haze of lust!

As she planted her legs wide in preparation to gather immense power, Luna's fingers twitched as she tried to summon her own Archdemon magic.