Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (July 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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If her husband was amorous before, Luna could perfectly describe that his libido was on fire today.

Actually, the sudden fever in his blood began this morning.

Luna thought that the reason behind this was that he knew that someone else—the Archdemon of Gluttony—was after his mate.

Even if she was already pregnant with his child and her Archdemon mate had already lowered his status by turning into a Familiar, Apollyon wasn't reassured.

In everyone's eyes, a Familiar can never be worthy of his Master in a romantic sense.

Ravin's solid presence behind them wouldn't allow him to let his guard down.

Ha!

As if she would allow herself to be stolen again.

Luna and Apollyon weren't touching each other as they observed the apiary in fascination.

Still, she stood close to her husband that her bare arm occasionally brushed against the fabric of his plum-colored sleeve.

While they walked outside, Luna had caught him trailing his fingers on her bicep down to her forearm in a seductive caress.

It sent warm tingles straight to her core that she couldn't help but shiver.

Frowning at her bodily reaction to his proximity, Apollyon was quite concerned that he asked if she was alright, murmuring if she needed a jacket to make her warm in the early morning, but she shook his head in refusal.

Apollyon couldn't grasp the idea that she wasn't that weak to succumb to the Archdemon's temptation regardless of Apollyon's presence.

Luna often told Ravin that she only loved Apollyon and pleaded not to force her into sex.

Despite being alone in Hell, Ravin was able to gain her trust for a little bit and was grateful for Archdemon's self-control.

It was a surprise that he didn't rape her while she was there.

For some reason, the Archdemon of Gluttony respected that and never attempted sexual penetration while she was in his Castle--except for Luxen, who shape-shifted into Apollyon.

Nevertheless, her husband became competitive when there was no need to, always vying for his affection and attention, as if her Familiars presence had kicked her his desire into overdrive and made him want her more like a sensual craving, teetering on the edges of sexual desperation.

She bit her lip as she shifted to the side away from him.

Luna was worried about Apollyon's sexual jealousy.

His motivation to have her became intense—too intense-- as if she turned into his shiny new conquest all over again.

As if they weren't married in the first place.

It was the first time they met, and Luna was a mysterious lady he desired to pursue and seduce.

Apollyon made her nervous because of his unpredictability.

She couldn't deny that her husband's behavior aroused her, always complimenting her on the gowns she chose to wear and telling her how beautiful she was and that he was lucky to be her husband.

It felt excellent, and her husband's genuine appreciation fed her hungry heart.

Or was there a hidden agenda?

Today, she wore a thin, elegant light coral dress that covered her from head to toe, silhouetting her slender form with a Mandarin collar and puffy -long sleeves.

She decided not to show any skin so that her Familiars wouldn't cast their gaze upon her.

In that way, her husband wouldn't be pissed either.

Apollyon never took his eyes away from her even if the rest of the females, who were the Master Beekeepers and monitored the entire apiary, wore elaborate headdresses and voluminous gowns.

Luna figured out that these ladies might be aristocratic daughters in the Summer Courts.

She recognized that hunger in his eyes, turning into a lighter shade.

The plum clothing he wore made him appear soft, kind, and even more of a beautiful Summer Faerie, but that didn't make his sharp features less ruthless.

The Vampire King, who wore pastel colors, with his dark raven hair and blue eyes, can make him appear innocent and angelic, but his masculine face and reputation said otherwise.

Apollyon can't fool her with his 'gentleman' aura.

His savageness can extend towards the bedroom.

Her husband desired longer and more vigorous sex, and he couldn't be stopped unless if she told him no.

The Vampire King can take rejection without making her feel guilty about it.

He was always insatiable, and she liked that about him, but she couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong with him.

Apollyon was quick to get hard, and he was ready to go at it again a lot sooner.

Luna experienced powerful orgasms because of this.

Perhaps, her husband's primal brain thought this was how he could reclaim her from what had occurred with Luxen—by flooding out any other semen that might be present inside her.

Just thinking about it made her feel like a stone had dropped at the pit of her stomach.

Apollyon in Ravin's Pleasure Room made her gag.

She was so preoccupied with her husband that she didn't notice what her curious Familiar had been up to.

Sloth inclined his blond head curiously at the short ginger-haired Fae in a white frilly gown with orange tulips adorning her head and pointed at the long trumpet in her hand. "Can you teach me how to call the bees with the trumpets?"

"It's not yet allowed, Your Highness." The Fae replied apologetically. "We shall do it later, or the yield for today might be affected. The Summer Monarchs will give us an earful if we don't produce the necessary yield to their satisfaction."

"Please--"

Now, Sloth switched his seductive charm on, and Luna ordered him before he could persuade the poor woman.

"Sloth, no."

Sloth really had a huge interest in animals no matter what Realm.

Sloth turned towards Luna to convince her, "But the bees..." He was pouting now when he added, "They aren't here in the apiary. I want to see if they were as big as the flowers around us."

"You wanted to go outside." Not any more than that. "I have allowed you to outside to get some fresh air."