Hell’s Consort

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High Priestess

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Luna's eyes narrowed as she felt a slight hum of energy whizzing through her body when the Vampire King continued stroking her. "A descendant of a Black Moon Lilith woman?"

"Lilith was Adam's first wife created at the same time from the same clay. It was said that Lilith had joined the lower demons, depriving men of their strength and dominating them, breaking their wills." The Vampire King explained as he played with her dress's fabric, giving it a lazy tug, as his hands continued to wander.

"Lilith didn't succumb to Adam's power not even once, and instead, she was banished from Adam in Eden, as she is not a suitable helpmate for him. Lilith was in great contrast to Eve, who was created from one of Adam's ribs to symbolize complete submission. When it comes to sexual congress, Lilith wanted to be on top, and that's not allowed."

She can't even believe what she had heard from Apollyon's mouth.

"Sexual congress? On top?" Luna frowned, shaking her head in confusion. "I am not sure what you are talking about."

"We don't like to be dominated by women," Apollyon said harshly as if his statement was a law in the Vampire Realm. "You can't be on top because that would mean that a man would let a woman control them and wrap them around their finger."

Women controlling men and wrap them around their fingers?

Ah, Luna had understood.

That was the greatest bullshit she had ever heard so far.

Luna wanted to reach up to him, needing that thick length of his to fill her up.

She was determined to show her how a woman can effectively dominate a man.

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Vampire King

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"You, male vampires, don't like your women on top?" Luna arched an eyebrow as she got up from the bed and maneuvered over him. "Hearing those words, Apollyon, makes me want to dominate you."

Apollyon probably deemed her silly as he chuckled at Luna's words, but the next moment made him halt.

He couldn't believe how fast the High Priestess moved.

One minute she was facing him, staring into her eyes as they lay on the bed, the next thing he knew, Luna was already on top of him.

Apollyon's thick, hard length was between her thighs, and his erection wanted to get closer, his hips surging into her core.

The Vampire King could feel the head of him probing through her wet quim.

The High Priestess seized his hard flesh with one hand and took his balls in her other, both overflowing her palms.

Apollyon didn't expect that.

The cords in his neck strained as his head had snapped backward, breath exploding from his mouth in surprise.

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High Priestess

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Crazed with lust and anger and frustration, Luna yanked her nightgown up around her hips and straddled his thighs.

  She reached for his cock, held him up, and sat on him hard.

She gasped for air.

Luna had sat on top of the Vampire King's cock unapologetically, bringing him inside her.

Both of them cried out as she took all of him right to his pelvic bone.

The Vampire King was a tremendous presence in her body, stretching her until she thought she might tear.

Luna could feel Apollyon's cock filling her, and she found it hard to breathe.

"Luna!" Apollyon's voice vibrated as he called out her name, his groans filling out the room.

She inhaled deeply and stilled, her thighs straining as the inside of her struggled to adjust to him.

The foreign object was hard and sharp, tearing her apart and cramping her insides.

She flinched at the pain, whimpering, but that didn't stop her from getting what she wanted. 

  Luna rode him hard even if it felt like she was ripped into a thousand pieces.

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Apollyon brought his hands up behind her back, feeling the shifting muscles and the expansion and compression of her ribs as she panted heavily.

  When he attempted to lift her off him, Luna pushed him back to the bed roughly, forcing him back on the mattress.

The Vampire King fell on the messy covers, his arms and legs splaying out as if he were giving himself to her without reservations.

Without restrictions.

"Luna, stop." Apollyon gritted her teeth as he held both of her wrists to keep her from hurting herself even further. "It's too tight. Don't move yet."

The High Priestess was all over him, her insides wrapping his cock so tight. 

Luna didn't listen.

"Luna, wait." He growled as he can't help but surge upward, matching her downward motions. "Ah."

She started to move off of him.

His hands dipped under her butt, tucked her closer, and then his erection pushed into her, hitting the right place. 

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Luna closed her eyes, turned off her brain, and let her body go.

  "You're so tight." Apollyon groaned.

His lips parted, and it showed his perfect white teeth, his fangs growing. "I... feel you all over my body." 

The Vampire King was panting, flushed.

  Apollyon was shockingly aroused, his erection straining, enormous. 

Hell, Luna would have been intimidated by the sheer size of him, but she was riled up and out of control. 

If Luna had been using her brain properly, she would have backed away from Apollyon.

As Apollyon's hands squeezed her knees, his eyes dilated.

The Vampire King's heat and his massive erection as he wrapped her in his musky scent promised her one hell of a wild, erotic ride.

And in the breathless moment between them, Luna suddenly hated all his fallen-angel beauty, his smooth skin, and his delicious body.

Luna despised the proud length of him, that sexual tool he used so much on his concubines.

And still, she wanted him. 

With a flash of movement, Luna raked his chest with her nails.

She sat on his hips and continued to ride him until he had a hard time breathing.

Luna didn't care about anything except that place where their bodies met as she planted her hands on his shoulders and moved up against him.

Apollyon's chest heaved, and his abdomen clenched so hard the muscles threw shadows.

Luna slid down on his erection and came forward and then repeated the motions over and over again.

Her rhythm was a slow glide, each descent stretching her, each rise coating him with her body's silky response.

The friction was electric, and the burst of pleasure she felt helped her accept him more easily.

Apollyon moaned with approval and pressed his body closer against hers. 

With increasing dominance, she rode him, taking what she wanted, the thickness and the heat and the length of him creating a wild, twisting knot of energy deep in her core.

Luna opened her eyes and looked down at him.

Apollyon reached out and pulled her hair, her silver strands tangling in his fingers as she arched up against him.

He said as he clamped his hands on either side of her face. "Let me kiss you."

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The Vampire King's lips parted, and Luna caught a glance at the tips of his fangs.

Apollyon was a picture of male ecstasy.

A slight shine of sweat covered his broad chest and shoulders.

His head was kicked back, his chin high, his dark hair falling on the pillow, his lips parted.

The Vampire King was watching her through lowered lids, eyes lingering on her face and her breasts and where they were joined.

As if she utterly enthralled him.

She looked at his bare chest.

Four scratches streaked down her husband's pectoral muscles.

"No." Luna moaned as she held his wrist and pushed them back down to the bed so that he would release her grip on her silver hair. "We don't have to kiss."

The Vampire King's legs shot up under her in a quick angry surge, toppling her onto his chest.

Apollyon rubbed his arousal in tight circles, stroking her, making her bloom for him.

As Luna fell on him, his arms wrapped around her.

He stroked her from her waist to her thighs—anything that he could reach--with his hands, and Luna moved with him, surging, arching, feeling the bare skin of his chest against her breasts and stomach.

Luna heaved on top of him, her breath shooting out of her lungs in a rush.

The Vampire King moved and lifted her so quickly as he leaned back to the headboard--without separating their sexes--into a much more comfortable position.

Luna struggled as she shifted her body to feel more of him, and it made him groan, his chest vibrating against hers as he made the sexy sound.

She raised her head and watched, mesmerized, as he licked one of her nipples in circles before taking it into his mouth.

Luna cried out in pleasure.

As the Vampire King suckled her, his hand slid up her inner thigh.

A buzz, like she had too much blood, hummed through her.

  She inhaled deeply and caught a splendid, seductive scent.

Dark.

Spicy.

Lush.