Hell's Consort

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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She opened her eyes, and her voice was in a low snarl, "Luxen."

Luna raised her gaze and she met his intense silver eyes.

The Archdemon of Envy had the chance to summon the Archdemons of Lust in this short period that Lilith had repressed her?

This was almost impossible.

Yet, the evidence stood before her in such a proud posture as he widened his stance and thrust out his chest.

Luxen wore a gray long-sleeved dress shirt made of silk underneath a burgundy waistcoat with golden buttons lined up at the center.

A red muslin cravat was folded elaborately and tucked into the inside of his coat..

It was feasible that both of them were in cahoots with each other.

The devil must have assisted Lilith to possess her body as revenge when he found out that their soul cord was cut by an Archangel and their blood bond had vanished.

Luxen appeared like this big, deadly predator in front of her and she was nothing but a butterfly with her colorful wings caught on a spider's web.

Seeing this particular Archdemon so close knocked the breath out of her lungs and Luxen seemed to suck all the available air in their vicinity.

As she held her breath, Luna stayed still and froze in place.

She told herself over and over not to show distress because he might treat that as a sign that he could overpower her easily if he chose to.

His presence made her feel a myriad of toxic emotions in the first few seconds of awareness in her own body.

Her heartbeat raced and she felt it in her throat.

The Archdemon of Lust was supposed to be this living breathing aphrodisiac but the tempting sensuality oozing from his aura only repelled her and make her tremble in disgust.

Before this, Luna had this notion that Lilith had spoken to Luxen through her,  claiming her as her possession to do with as she pleased. Luna's elation over defeating Lilith's control should overlap the rest of her negative feelings but instead, she was haunted by shame and guilt, reminding her of her sin with her husband.

What did she do to deserve this—standing in the same space as her abuser?

"You have become a powerful Archdemon, Domina." Luxen murmured a compliment, treating her like she was a caterpillar wrapped her into the cocoon of his arms.

Their bodies were too close for comfort.

Her agitation was profound that it inflamed her desire to kill the bastard for using her husband's form to take advantage of her longing while she was in Hell. "You successfully contained Lilith in just a short period of time even if she had claimed that she was more powerful than you."

She gritted her teeth and struggled to break free from his embrace, "Release me this instant!"

At her sudden outburst from his unwarranted touch, Luxen gave her a piercing glance and drawled, "You have to make me."

Then, his hard countenance quickly morphed into amusement, " Ah it felt so good to kiss  two women's lips at the same  time while they are in the same form. I don' think I will ever experience something like this again." In the blink of an eye, his voice turned gentle and coaxing and her pulse against his palm spiked strongly as his fingers held her as tight as an iron manacle. Raising his chin, he gave her a satisfied glance. "What would your husband think if I tell him about this?"

"—If you are still alive at that point because I will make sure  to destroy you." Luna clenched her fists, and she noticed a bit late that she was already holding the hilt of Archdemon blade in her hand.

Lilith must have been holding this weapon all this time to threaten Luxen after she summoned him and she didn't even know.

She bit her lip in frustration.

Having Lilith sharing her physical vessel made her feel like she wasn't herself anymore.

She was losing memories at an alarming rate along with her awareness in the real world. Nevertheless, she was determined not to cross the boundary of insanities like Princess Ourania and Lilith.

Without warning, Luna concentrated her entire Archdemon strength in one area and forcibly jerked her wrists to free herself from Archdemon's hold.

She used the Archdemon blade to attack and close in, cutting him in the face.

Luxen ducked and she almost stabbed him in the head but he crouched even lower and moved to his  right.

Her eyes could barely track his movements but she was quicker and smart enough to maneuver around his blocks.

Luna thrust towards him in a  swift calculating motion until the edge of her blade was able to lacerate his pale skin, injuring his wrist and arm.

Luxen had no weapon but he was able to parry with her blade despite her incredible speed and she increased the force of her blow when it was clear that she dominated him.

She noticed that the bastard absorbed his every attack but he never struck back.

It made her scowl in confusion.

When she found an opening, she stabbed him on the left side of his torso.

Pulling the blade out, she jumped backward before she fell down the cliff with him.

Their forms stood stark in this landscape, and she knew that it wouldn't be difficult for her husband to find her when she was at the highest cliff with Luxen, effectively drawing the eyes of all the creatures present in this mountain.

Chest heaving, Luna blinked back angry tears as she spat in his direction, "This is what you get for stepping your foot in this Realm after what you have done to me in Hell, you shameless, thick-skinned Archdemon!"

The Archdemon of Lust groaned from the pain and dropped to his knees but she noticed something else.

Instead of making her ecstatic that she had managed to hurt him badly, in her ears, it sounded overdramatic to the point of ridicule.

It was such a terrible insult.

It appeared that Luxen never saw her as an enemy or her equal with this silly behavior.