Hell's Consort

Chapter 546 - Magic Fingers

New Chapter for the Highest Tier (June 2021)

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Luna could feel Apollyon's hand moved lower between her thighs and lifted the thin layers of her turquoise skirts to her stomach, slipping through her underwear.

Apollyon bent his head to kiss her neck and her upper breast before he fully slid a finger inside her slit.

He played with her quim, slowly, gently, until he heard her breathe faster, her body all tensed up in anticipation.

A shiver rose through her body when his large fingers splayed on her mound.

Luna felt the tiny needles of sensation when her husband grabbed the small hairs of her sensitive labia.

"Hmm."? When he felt that his fingers were already wet, it made him more aroused—the fact that it would be easier to give her pleasure.

He slowly built her up and finger-fucked her to oblivion. "It seemed like I don't have to lick you down there when you are already this wet."

After he inserted one finger, Apollyon inserted another one and traced her entrance with his equally wet thumb, rubbing her clitoris once in a while in a circling motion and gave them both the attention it desired.

He gently slid her thumb in and out, penetrating her deeper, and bent his middle finger and forefinger in a 'come-hither gesture.

"You like that, beloved?"

Luna moaned when he hit the right spot.

"Answer me or I will stop."

"Yes."

She was grinding against his hand.

His other hand teased over her stomach as it lowered to caress her inner thighs.

"No." "I like it. Please." She was high-strung, her pale flushed with arousal as her mouth parted in a gasp. "Don't make me wait too long, Apollyon."

He chuckled darkly as he kept up with the rhythm, gradually increasing his speed and intensity, "You want me to stop?"

Luna moaned in protest.

"I like your moans. " Apollyon began changing his rhythm, playing the luscious sensitive skin around her opening.

Both of them were lost in their breathing, their movements, and their pleasure. "Moan louder, beloved."

She did, and it sounded like a seductive aria in his ears.

Her moans grew louder, and his cock grew larger, hotter, but he kept his focus in stimulating her.

"If you want to rest? you have to come fast."

Eyes falling shut, Luna arched her back and ground her hips against his middle finger hard.

His finger-fucking turned rough and intense as he looked her deep in her dilated pupils covering the entire emeralds.

Luna's entire limbs shook before she let go without any reservations.

She became more electric.

Apollyon slowed down when she was about to come, and she screamed in desperation.

He knew he had successfully tipped her into the edge when he saw brilliant stars and galaxies in her eyes exploding like supernovas.

It took only a few lethargic strokes for her to come undone.

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She gulped in oxygen as she tried to catch her breath, burying her fingers on his raven locks, and he raised his head a little to show her a devilish smirk.

It felt like the invisible mental chains that held her captive fell away from her in a massive 'clunk' as they hit the floor.

Now, Luna was freer than before as she felt her entire muscles relax and a little bit drunk in a playful way.

Her orgasm was unexpectedly bizarre and made her ridiculously better.

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Fingers glistening from her wet juices, Apollyon licked his fingers clean like he was a smug tomcat that got his cream. "This is your chance to sleep now, beloved, or else I would get you out of your clothes and take you higher than that."

Luna immediately closed her eyes and didn't dare challenge Apollyon.

Aware of his own heartbeat thrashing in his ears, Apollyon tried very hard to hide the fact that he was running out of breath as he wiped the sweat that trickled from his brows.

His hands clenched briefly before releasing them as he fought the urge to explore her nakedness, touch her breasts and ask for something more.

At least, his wife was satisfied while he suffered from blue balls like this afternoon before the explosion at the Great Hall occurred.

A cold dip in a freezing pool in the Winter Realm was all he needed at the moment.

"Good night, husband." Luna shifted in the mattress to hug him.

He stiffened when her thigh touched his rock-hard erection.

Apollyon's cock twitched from the slightest stimulation, and he cleared his throat in discomfiture.

"If you finally drift off, I would like to ask for your permission that I will be gone for a few minutes to patrol around the Hedge Maze Garden to make sure we are safe from dubious creatures." His voice lowered as his tongue darted out to lick his lips. "Don't be afraid, alright? I told you beforehand so that you wouldn't be panic when you notice that I wasn't beside you." So why was his mouth suddenly dry as fuck? "I don't want the impostor to appear and come get you if I don't place proper nullification barriers around us."

"Oh, goddess." Leaning on her elbows, Luna was about to get up and protested, "I should help—"

Apollyon planted his hands on her shoulders to push her back down. "But you are exhausted."

He glowered at her, throwing her those death glares which weren't effective at all. "Just leave everything to me."

Breathing hard, Luna stretched her arms to each side lazily like a cat, "Aren't you tired as well, husband?"

"I am." He bent his elbow, leaned them on the mattress, and cradled his head with a palm as he glanced down at her.

"I can't wait to be with you so that I will be quick." He told her as he brushed her forehead lightly with the back of his hand, Don't worry, wife."

"Yes."

"It should be me who is worried every time when you fall sleep." Apollyon muttered to no one in particular as he rolled to the side and got out of the bed, "—but, I am slowly adjusting to getting rid of my paranoia."

Luna snorted weakly as she covered her eyes with her forearm. "Don't worry husband. I would not go to Hell. No one can make me go back because I will destroy them into nothingness."