Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter For the Highest Tier (August 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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"Right." Luna nodded slowly.  "If you really insist, I can make you feel good."

She averted her gaze before she peered coyly at him beneath her lashes.

As her hands clutched the fabric of her skirts, Luna dropped to her knees in front of him without breaking eye contact.

Her nerve endings seemed to hum with feminine power, and she became strongly aware of her own heartbeat. 

Apollyon's eye twitched as he glanced down at her, and she couldn't figure out if he didn't like her suggestion.

She didn't want to admit this, but she still ached for him as her core had flooded with warmth from her husband's touch.

This position can speak for itself on what she was about to do.

Her husband desired to feel good, so she must give that to him the fastest way she knew how.

Luna guessed that she didn't have to speak because she had done this before at the celebration of Ostara in the Summer Courts.

The last time she remembered, Luna did it to him in the dark alley when she got so mad with jealousy about that Princess…

Princess…

The corner of her lips curved slightly upward.

Her memory of that pathetic Spring Princess trying to steal her husband away while her soul wasn't present in this Realm was supposed to rile her up, but in the end, her amusement that she couldn't even remember that girl's name won.

The Spring Princess' name was so unremarkable that her brain deemed it as trash and deleted it from her mind forever.

Luna smirked.

Nevertheless, Luna's memory about that night shifted its focus to that delightful scene at the dark, narrow alley in Krinianopolis.

She wouldn't forget how Apollyon's eyes glowed like blue orbs in the dark.

Despite this unnatural calmness, he would project on the outside, his entire muscles had tensed with anticipation, and she could tell that he could barely hold himself back.

Her fingers shaping and stroking his cock made him groan and bite his lower lip before she unfastened his belt and pulled his trousers.

Apollyon's angry, red prick springing into action was a lovely sight she would like to witness again.

Even though her position showed her submission by kneeling, ironically, it made her feel more powerful and in control of her husband's desire.

  He watched her with a smooth, expressionless face, replacing the light-hearted, sensual air around them earlier.

He didn't smile. 

He didn't frown.

Luna's heart stopped. 

Apollyon's pursed lips made her nervous. 

"What are you doing?" He demanded in a low growl.

She reached out to him and grazed the back of his thigh, "Kneeling to the special god I  only claim to worship." 

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Apollyon's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe what he just heard. Then, he crouched down in an attempt to lift her. "You will hurt your knees!"

  It was up to her husband to decide whether he was up for it or not.

Well, he was definitely up for it if she might say so. 

  His hands were settled behind his back, and his muscled thighs were parted slightly as he stood in front of her, exuding an aura of masculine dominance with silent confidence that still made her feel safe.

Apollyon was her husband, after all.

The scorching heat of Apollyon's gaze threatened to melt her in a puddle of goo as he glowered at her knees in disapproval. "Get up."

Luna didn't listen.

She cupped a hand over his erection, outlining his penis through the fabric.

Apollyon ground his hips against her hand, and she considered that a victory.

Then, she unfastened his belt and pulled down his pants.

She grabbed his long, hard shaft.

The pad of her thumb rubbed the tip until his seed started to dribble out from it.

"You can guide my head and lead me to please you better." 

Luna opened her mouth wide to devour him whole and coat his shaft with saliva to reduce friction.

Hopefully, that would be enough to lubricate him.

The delicious taste of salt and earth combined with that special blend of his chocolate musk exploded in her tongue. 

Apollyon shuddered every time the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat.

Then he dug his fingers to her scalp to clutch at her hair, urging his cock balls-deep into her mouth.

A few seconds passed by. Finally, Luna squeezed her eyes shut and gagged from the pressure.

"No." Apollyon groaned.

Apollyon wrapped her long silver hair around her wrist and tugged her head back, forcing her to release him. 

"I lose control when you use your mouth."

"Do you think my hand will do?"

  Apollyon covered her hand on his hard cock and showed her how he would like to be stimulated.

Her strokes began slow, and the pressure was light.

As she circled her fingers around his shaft, Luna began to pump him just as he liked without his assistance.

She didn't have to practice on him all the time since she was a quick learner when it came to his pleasure.

She can pick up on his body language and cues.

Luna usually had an inkling of what he felt at the moment because of their mind link.

He was her teacher, and as his eternal student, she was a wife who was eager to please.

She clasped his shaft with both of her hands, interlocking her fingers to contain his cock.

His breathing began to change rapidly, and his cock began to throb. 

Luna also paid attention to his balls as she massaged and cupped them along with stroking from the base of his shaft and its length, twisting it up and down with her fist.

Few seconds of sustaining that fluid motion, he allowed her to lead him and finally released his hand over hers.

Luna was the queen here, and she set the pace. 

She ramped up the intensity of his rhythm, and he let out animalistic grunts with every jerk of his pelvic bone. 

Nevertheless, Luna kept going.

" Enough!" Apollyon's voice was harsh as he suddenly backed his pistoning hips away from her grip.

His cock slid from her hands, and she tilted her head curiously at him, "Don't you like it?"

  "I want to be inside you." He tipped her chin with his finger and looked into her eyes,  "Let's move away from here."