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Archdemon Empress Luna

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A shadow crossed his face as his blue eyes darkened, smoldered. "It drives me a little crazy when you suddenly do that in the middle of an important conversation."

Luna peered at him beneath her lashes. "I'm sorry for hurting you. I will try my best not to do it again."

Apollyon was silent for a few minutes before he spoke, "Your brain needs to understand that there was no need to defend yourself against me because I would not hurt you. It made me paranoid. It becomes easy for me to turn 'suspicion' into an obsession of mine to crack your head open."

"You are going to use an ax to crack my head, husband?"

"No. No." Apollyon raised an eyebrow. Clearly, he didn't understand. "I wouldn't even bring an ax near you and our baby."

"Alright." Even when he was intoxicated with alcohol last night, Apollyon threw the bloody ax he used to kill the convicts at the Prison House to the walls of the cabin before he even approached her. He might not remember that, but Apollyon was telling the truth. "I believe you."

"Even if you may want to withdraw and to hide, there is no running away, alright?"

Apollyon waited without blinking, holding his breath as if eager to hear her response.

Luna felt like she wasn't ready to rewire her mind to do the opposite, forcing herself to be an open book to her husband.

Luna's words hitched in her throat because she was hesitant to speak up, but there was no turning away from this.

"This newfound reluctance…." Lines marred his forehead in frustration, yet Apollyon's words didn't bleed with anger. It was an unsettling feeling. "You used to tell your story before and you speak with courage, ready to share your words and thoughts to me. I know you are also careful not to hurt me—"

"—because I love you and I have hurt you enough."

Apollyon's face was closed as he wore an unreadable mask this time. "You know that I am a dominant vampire who is accustomed to getting what I want. But don't be afraid to tell me what you require of me so that we can talk about it, sort the problems out and we move on." He said bluntly. "The more you hold on to dark secrets and grudges to yourself without telling me, the more it destroys us."

" I don't want that to happen, husband." A sob caught in her throat as she searched his countenance. "I love you."

"I know and I can feel that you love me too. Our strong, unbreakable bond will spite those Archdemons who thought they have the power to keep us apart." His jaw was set, and the fire returned. Apollyon's hand flexed at her nape in a stark possession. "Only both of us have the power to separate from the other, you understand?"

Luna nodded in silence as sorrow bubbled up inside her.

"As long as neither of us would give up, we would not let those bored motherfuckers to play with us and control us. Do it for me. Do it for out child's safety."

"Yes, husband. We wouldn't." Luna replied. She looked away before he could even see teardrops falling from the corner of her eyes. "I suddenly felt like crying."

Apollyon's tone softened as she pulled at her hands which covered her face. "Don't cry, wife. It's alright."

Sniffing, she tried to cover up her weakness by letting out a harsh laugh. "For a long time, I felt so hopeless because of their manipulation."

Too many things left unsaid were slowly revealing themselves, and Luna was thankful for her husband's maturity.

Ever since Apollyon came back, he never failed to surprise her.

He had changed. So much. For the better.

Apollyon allowed her to mourn her loss of power from the Archdemons as he caressed her cheeks stained with tears.

She could take her power back from those Archdemons if she wanted to.

She wouldn't let them destroy Apollyon and Luna's blood bond.

Luna realized she didn't want to cry any longer.

She had no more tears left to cry.

Blowing out a breath, Luna changed the subject. "It wasn't a jest when your sister told us that it was so hot in the Summer Realms even if we are indoors."

Luna looked into the stunning Prussian Blue of his eyes mixed with both love and desire for her.

"You are a vampire-like me, beloved."Shifting a fraction, Apollyon playfully placed his muscled leg over her hips. "You should be adjusting to the weather quite easily."

"Husbannndd." Moaning, Luna buried her head in his chest and hugged him so tight it was almost an aggressive attack. "Your leg is heavy."

"What?" Apollyon rolled over to her side, and now he was positioned on top of her, wrestling her lithe form while he was buck naked. "I bet it's hotter in Hell because of the eternal flames."

"I can't. You have to let go of me. It's hot. I'm drained from using High-Level Magic." Luna complained, and it came out muffled to his amusement. She sounded like she was underwater. "I drank a lot of blood from you but this blaze inside me….It felt like it is clawing at my skin as if it wanted to get out."

"Oh!" A pregnant pause. "You haven't taken your clothes off."

"Maybe, that's the reason. I just lifted your skirts and ripped your underwear off when we made love." Apollyon added, a matter-of-fact as he went back to his side of the bed instead of suffocating her with his weight.

"Oh, right. I should do that." Throwing the coverlet draped over her to the side, Luna got up from the bed and undressed her emerald gown before jumping back to the bed beside her husband. "You said you wanted to rest, husband, because you used too much of your magic from the aerial barriers."

"Yes, I want to rest." He said absently, his attention somewhere else.

Knowing her husband's preferences, she wasn't surprised that he desired to do it all over again.

Apollyon's gaze told her another thing.

Warmth flushed her cheekbones when Apollyon threw her breasts a fascinated glance.

"Head still aching?"

"A little bit."

Luna reached out to kiss his forehead. "There. Your headache should be gone in a minute."

Apollyon pouted. "My lip hurts too."

Luna kissed his lips.

"The left nipple of my chest." Apollyon pulled her hand and placed it over his heart. "It hurts and it needs to be licked."

Luna muttered. "Naughty husband."

"I feel tired but I don't want to fall asleep just yet." Apollyon propped himself with an elbow and watched her. "I don't want to close my eyes. I'd rather stare at your face and fall in love with you all over again."

She chuckled as heat radiated through her chest.

"Sweet talker." Reaching out a pillow over their heads, she shoved them playfully on his handsome face and whispered. "Go sleep."

Author's Note: Please read 'Reminders for Privilege Buyers' on the Auxilliary Chapters to understand what is happening to my privilege chapters. You can ask your questions there. Thank you.