Hell’s Consort

New Chapter for the Highest Tier (May 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Luna felt her heart and soul grew with a burst of happiness.

Sighing a relieved sigh, she was glad to know that he didn't find her awkward. 

"Did I hear you correctly when you said you want to dance with someone else aside from me?"

'Yes and I wanted to spice things up.' Luna thought after shielding her mind from Apollyon, just in case he was spying on her. 'I will make you miss me for a few minutes and then tempt you to kiss me first.'

How can she make a husband feel hot and bothered by the way he made her feel?

Clenching her fists, Luna tried holding herself back from throwing the rules of their game out of the window and kiss him on the dance floor because she was ready for it. But, they still had a mission to fulfil. 

Now, she just had to make him burn as hot as fire.

"I wanted to separate for now, husband. Aren't you tired of seeing my face all day and all night?"

"No. How about you?" Apollyon asked softly as he stroked the arch of her spine, making her shiver. "You don't like me anymore?"

Luna returned the favour as she tried touching him everywhere without being obvious about it.

If her husband was getting bold with his touches in this public event, she could outdo him. 

"You stupid, King." Their bodies swayed from left to right in the slow rhythm of the music. Luna rested her cheek against his sculpted chest and inhaled the scent of sunshine, pine trees, lilacs and that unique blend of his musk, which must be her mate's pheromones, sending her heated sexual sensations. "I will like—no, I will love you until eternity so what you said just now is impossible."

"Good." He smiled but then those kissable lips curved into a frown the moment he recalled something.

He was suddenly upset. "Then why do you want to dance with other men on this party?"

  Luna's hand moved lower, but Apollyon quickly clutched it and settled her palm back to his shoulder.  "Gathering information about the Summer Courts, beloved. You might be a the estranged son of the Princess Ourania but that didn't mean that the entire Summer Courts could be trusted. We have learned our lessons from the Spring Courts. Any moment, they could betray us with some twisted story to justify their actions."

As they said, the absence will definitely make the heart go fonder.

Hopefully, he would think about the fun times and sex the two of them had while he was busy gathering information from the ladies.

She trusted her husband to do a good job.

This was also the reason why Apollyon was willing to change himself, getting rid of his negative traits so that he could be with her and keep her to his side forever as his mate.

Luna only had little to no complaints from her husband's current behaviour, and she liked it.

They were compatible after so many arguments.

At least, Luna became braver in communicating what she needed from Apollyon in this relationship, and he was honest and true to himself when it came to his needs.

She realized that pain and hurt were inevitable when it came to their marriage.

But these conflicts were opportunities to fix their problems and teaching each other how to love each other better—learning what their likes and dislikes for the sake of their improvement as a couple. Hopefully, nothing would happen that would change how they treat each other. 

"Right." Apollyon's pupils dilated as he glanced around them, making sure that they maintained their distance from the other couples and stayed out of earshot. "We should not trust easily or else what happened at the Spring Courts will repeat itself."

She massaged his shoulders a little and whispered, bringing her mouth closer to his. "I want to ask around the gentlemen around here and introduce myself to them. Do that to  the ladies and ask around for information."

Her gaze on his lips, she dared Apollyon to kiss her, but neither did he withdraw nor press his lips closer to hers, which was a bummer.

"What information?" Apollyon breathed in her mouth.

"Anything interesting about the Summer Courts." Biting her lip, Luna averted her gaze from him and glanced at the floor, watching her dance steps--deep in thought.  "I'm interested about your mother than any other Monarch, Apollyon."

"My mother. I don't care about her anymore but I preferred to leave the past behind. The paintings she had kept hidden is what caught my attention. If you want me to know more about her then I guess I could be charming to the ladies to get some."

"You don't have to put your charm on." Her nails dug on the fabric of his tunic.

Luna stared deep into his eyes as if she was looking for his soul.  "Your face is already enough. I suggest you to be stoic so you don't catch their interest. They might cross the line and wants to acquire men that don't belong to them."

"Yes, beloved." He replied. "I can prove to you if I am a good husband if this is one of those little tests."

"This isn't a test for cheating husbands, Apollyon." Her free hand continued travelling on his stomach, shifting lower to his erection. "It is a mere suggestion of mine."

Apollyon allowed her to inconspicuously rub the back of her hand against it twice before she felt it grow even harder. 

Luna smiled a sphinx-like smile as she made it a point to brush her breasts against his chest.

  If she continued to torture her husband like this, Apollyon might decide to drag her into a hidden spot so he could have his wicked way with her and then he would lose.

Luna felt his bulge rock hard in mere seconds, twitching around as if there was some wild animal inside his pants.

Hearing her husband's inaudible groan of suffering from blue balls was music to her ears. "Luna."

Feeling more courageous, she cupped his erection all of a sudden, and he let out a low growl.

That was the last straw.