Hell’s Consort

New Chapter in Highest Tier (May 2021)

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Arhcdemon Empress Luna

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"I like the smell of your skin, the feel of your arms wrapped around my back. Your legs locked around my waist. You always give your husband what you want and I have no complaints. I am not searching for anyone else." Apollyon's lips curved when he finally got the chance to clamp his hands in her hips, keeping her in place. 

Dragging her fingernails across his chest, Luna couldn't stop laughing at how stupid yet romantic her husband sounded, "That sounded like a libertine's poetry. If you were courting me with those lines, I would have turn you down, run away and never look back."

At that sweet moment, Luna desired to dip her feet into the cool water as she sat on the cool grass at the edge of the moat or maybe, they could rest under the shade of the vast canopy of green foliage rather than dealing with the brilliant light hitting her in the face.

Apollyon's invitation towards a certain bush was very tempting, but it was never too late to get a hold of herself. Fortunately, there was no rest to shade in that place, and they were too big to hide at such a small location.

After the laughter faded, Apollyon said a sensual promise, "I can convince you to do the opposite." The way her husband challenged her made her want to initiate a heated kiss that would rival this hot summer.

Slowly biting her lip, Luna watched her husband's mouth before returning her gaze to him, using the exact technique Apollyon used earlier to seduce her.

His breath hitched from her intense focus, and she knew he could also feel the sexual tension around them.

Apollyon raised his hands to cup her cheeks, and she broke eye contact, sensing his urge to kiss her twice...thrice…

Luna could see the inevitable future, and that included both of them ending up half-naked in this bridge exposed in the Summer Fair Folk's gaze.

Seducing Apollyon in broad daylight to get back at him was such a bad idea.

It was only a notion she could fantasize about but only in the privacy of their bedchamber.

Apollyon caught her by surprise as he claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss that made her moan as she clawed at his tunic to get him closer, eager to please him. Luna devoured his lower lip with the same urgency he had.

She acquiesced and allow the kiss to go on and on as long as it can still count as innocent, and when she meant 'innocent,' Luna intended that no clothes were taken off.

When Apolloyn's mouth began to trail tongue kisses on her neck down to his chest all the while, grounding his cock against her lower belly, she stopped him once again from taking it too far as she shifted from his hold and jolted him out of his ardor.

"Apollyon." Her eyes strayed to the bright pink water lilies soaked pure sunlight floated with elegance in the moat. Its heightened hues were a stark contrast to the topaz sparkle of the waters, bathing the golden bridge with a floral aroma.

"Not here." Luna whispered, but her mind asked her, 'What's the worse thing that could happen?'

Was it really her, or was it a suggestion her husband had implanted in her head?

Luna saw a glimpse of the brutal angle of his jaw as he gritted his teeth, one palm sliding to his cheek.

"I want you now." Apollyon growled.

"You can have all of me." She patted him in the chest, and she felt the strong and steady heartbeat underneath her palm. "Later."

He exhaled in frustration. "Alright." 

To compensate for his disappointment, Luna walked straight to his arms and rested her cheek, content on hearing his heartbeat. "You look like a child who was given his favorite toy in the world. But his mother had taken them away because it wasn't the right time to play with it."

"You are not my toy, wife. But the best thing I can compare you is blood. You just taste so delicious to me. You're the best thing that ever existed in my life." Apollyon grumbled in his deep baritone that she could feel the delicious vibrations on his chest.

Luna's mind had spaced out from smelling Apollyon's clean and fresh musk with a hint of flowers, cool saltwater, and nature, as well as the bright, warm sunlight lingering on his skin, making her body ache with lust. It took her a minute to let all of his words sink into her befuddled brain.

"—and you love me. Someone who loves me despite my flaws… made it easier for me to love you despite what had happened to us." Apollyon continued. 

"Stop it. You are full of flowery words today." Clutching the front of his tunic, Luna said softly that it almost came out as a breathy moan. "I think you must have eaten something strange."

Apollyon gave her a wolfish grin, "I only only eat my wife. There is nothing  strange about that."

'"Husband," Shaking her head, Luna clicked her tongue as she watched at her husband with a delighted smile, "You are a hopeless case. You and your sexual innuendos." 

"I know you are swooning over them, my beloved." He gave her an evil chuckle before his tone became more serious. "You should know that I would never leave you no matter what. That is the extent of my love. We can overcome anything." Rubbing his palm against her back in an attempt to wipe off her sweat with her own clothes, Apollyon pressed a kiss on her forehead as he murmured in her hair, "And our heiress will be born soon. I am excited yet afraid."

"Why are you afraid?" In return, Luna stood on her tiptoes to land a kiss on his throat before her sandals settled to the ground. "You don't have to be."