《Hell’s Consort》Hell's Consort
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Archdemon Empress Luna
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The sexual congress was so hot and intense that she was still catching her breath a minute later.
Luna was absolutely mind-blown by his effect on him, and she was proud to declare that he made her feel sexually satisfied.
Her husband's countenance was a mixture of amusement and pride when she told her husband in great detail what she liked about it and praised his sexual prowess.
From underneath her, she could sense that Apollyon's blue eyes lit up like a child receiving a surprise gift from his parents as he smiled at her.
Well, that was if her husband's parents weren't horrible.
"Win for me, wife," Apollyon murmured huskily as both of them gazed at each other for a few more breaths.
She fought the urge to roll her eyes at him and laugh because he might think it was an insult. "I will not accept defeat easily."
Did her husband had to remind him over and over when that was her goal all along?
How interesting!
Luna allowed a snort to come out of her lips. "I would never allow your mother to raise her as her own when she couldn't even take care of you and Princess Sapphire."
"Yes. I was surprised to hear her wanting her granddaughter as the prize. I don't know what to think."
"You don't need to think too hard, husband. She was already out of her mind when she attempted to kill the baby and me." Luna's tone was urgent as her heart pounded like the beat of a drum that threatened to drown her reality, "Why do you think she wanted our baby for herself other than making us miserable like her? I don't know why she was doing this. We only served the karma she dished out onto us. Nothing more. Nothing less." She can feel her paranoia kicking in like ice in her veins, and it didn't feel good. "If it's some sick revenge, I don't know what else we had done to offend her when we did nothing."
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Luna could barely tolerate Princess Ourania's insults of her as Apollyon's wife. How much more if she offended her with personal acts of violence?
She was lucky that the Knight from the Fall Courts taught her some fancy techniques in swordplay here in the colosseum when they arrived.
This way, she could challenge her into a fight by putting her on the spot.
She needed every trick up her sleeve if she wanted to stay alive from two Archdemons. Nevertheless, Apollyon was pissed off because his mother hadn't chosen her second and chose Sloth instead.
Luna thought it was smart of her to challenge Princess Ourania into one.
She had every right to since Princess Ourania had committed an offense to her person.
"We offended her by merely breathing." Apollyon sighed. His handsome face was somber as he continued in a gravelly voice, "Princess Ourania telling me that she was happy to see me in the gazebo was all an act. We exposed her of her folly, and she hated me all the more for aside from the fact that I am King Gwythyr's son. She hated my father with a passion for trapping her into marriage."
"It's sad, husband, when we let the past dictate our future. When we allow our mistakes, our negative experiences, and our grievances to define who we are. We will turn into someone like Princess Ourania who couldn't move on, haunted by the ghosts of her past." Luna whispered sadly as Apollyon caressed her cheek with the back of his hand, "Everyone around her thinks she was insane because, in the present moment, the past doesn't exist anymore."
"You are right," Apollyon said calmly as he slowly let go of his frustration with his mother. "I see the importance of not allowing the past to hold us back. If one of us stayed there, it would be hard for us to be on the same page. Even if we are mates who had the strongest bond, our relationship will crumble." "My mother was the prime example of that worst-case scenario."
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Her gaze searched those hypnotic blue eyes of his. "Promise me you wouldn't turn into someone like your mother, Apollyon. Let us not allow hatred and envy cloud our mind that all we could see is red."
"I promise." The corner of his lips curved upward as he put his outstretched arm down. "We had to think of our tactics with a clear mind to ensure our victory."
Right now, that old hag wasn't with them in the chamber, but why was her mother-in-law's name present in their conversation when they just finished making love.
Apollyon shook his head, determined to stir the direction of the subject to another territory. Instead, he grinned wolfishly when he inquired, "How do you feel right now?"
"I'm wide awake. You make me feel alive like I have fire running through my veins." She squeezed her eyes shut before widening them in front of her husband, surprising her with a prolonged kiss to get a taste of him one last time before the duel.
It was unfair to be undressed in the same bed while her husband still had his clothes on. Nevertheless, she still felt safe and comfortable with each other.
It felt good to spend time with her husband as he wrapped her in an affectionate embrace while she sat atop him.
Intimacy was an aphrodisiac and a drug to her ego.
It made her want him all the more. It boosted her confidence, making her think that she could take on the world and accept the challenges Princess Ourania threw at her.
Anything was possible.
Limitless.
Apollyon hoisted her up carefully so that she could get off from his softening prick.
After the sexual congress, the rush of blood on his sex retreated and made themselves scarce.
She quickly rolled over, fitting herself in the cot as she snuggled at his side to cuddle with him to make their bond stronger.
"I feel the opposite." Apollyon's gaze was hooded as he blinked at her drowsily, "I'm feeling weak."
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