Hell's Consort

Chapter 87 - Wedding Night*

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The High Priestess

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The Vampire King wanted her to sleep on the bed naked with him while promising not to touch her for three days.

All Luna needed to do was tempt him to touch her so she didn't have to sleep naked with him.

That's right.

Her eyes widened as she realized it was the perfect plan.

She had power over Apollyon right now.

"You are very busy, my King." Smiling smugly, Luna strolled closer to the edge, facing him so that he could get his fill of her nudity. She placed one knee and climbed on top of the bed without removing her gaze from his. "I am not even sure if you were focused on me at all."

"I'm starved for you, wife." The Vampire King talked right over her as his hooded gaze lingered on her neck and her chest, his lips in a tight grimace. "I'm so damn hungry, but you wouldn't even let me have you."

Luna had never done anything as scandalous as sleeping without any clothes on.

She chewed on her lower lip, fascinated against her will by the mysteries that lay beneath the blankets Apollyon held unto so tightly with clenched fists.

Luna lifted the blankets just so she could hurriedly tuck herself underneath, covering herself under the watchful, hawk-like gaze of the Vampire King's eyes.

What would the Vampire King do if she lifted the sheet to steal a peek at the thing which was slowly growing beneath the blankets?

She tugged the sheet towards her accidentally, and the motion sent it sliding down his hipbones.

It was too late.

Luna's eyes widened in shock, but she had covered her mouth to avoid making a sound.

She already saw that his cock was already erect.

Apollyon's member was back in action after he had spent all his essence on the bed.

She didn't know if she should be afraid or not, but it was safe not to comment.

Luna remembered that the Vampire King had already promised that she could wish for anything she wanted if he lost over this bet.

There was something deliciously wanton about the way her naked limbs glided over the sheet as she laid on the bed beside him as she tried not to graze any wayward part of him.

The linen tickled her nipples, and it pebbled from the contact, making her want to stretch and purr like a contented cat.

Luna closed her eyes and waited for the Vampire King to attempt anything.

Despite her best efforts to loosen up her stiff posture and ignore him, Luna was still keenly aware of his presence.

She was so physically close to him.

Luna glared up at the tester as she rolled restlessly to her back.

She flipped over to her other side and glared at the Vampire King's broad back, knowing that neither one of them would get as much as a wink of sleep on this night.

Well, it was time to tempt him then.

Apollyon had faced away from her, lying on his side at the farthest edge of the mattress.

Luna slowly brushed his fingertips over his shoulder and the Vampire King slightly flinched at his feather-like caress.

When he stayed quiet, Luna murmured as she inched closer, "Husband."

"Luna." He groaned her name in that deep, husky voice of his. "You're killing me over here."

"Touching me was against the rules, but me touching you isn't," Luna whispered as she traced the arched muscles of his back.

His whole body tensed as she felt his thoughts focused on the feel of her touch like a launched arrow, her palms moving from his spine down to the---

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The Vampire King

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Apollyon was already on top of her before he knew he had moved.

He wasn't a gentleman either.

Apollyon pushed his thigh between her legs and found her mouth with his own, pinning her arms over her head.

Luna's thighs opened wide to his pressure, yielding to him ultimately.

The High Priestess moaned his name hoarsely in her lips, urging him on.

The sound lit off a violent shaking in him, one that dimmed his vision and sent pulses down his arms and legs.

The taking of her consumed him, stripped him of whatever civilized lid there was on his instincts.

He was raw, wild---

He grabbed hold of her hair and yanked her lower lip hard with his fangs as they kissed.

Luna arched into him, and Apollyon was sure that he would take her.

He would take her at this very moment and in his bed, just as he had desired.

Apollyon would persuade his wife to allow it, but there was no stopping him now.

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High Priestess

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The Vampire King made a sound—a growl?—and placed both hands forcibly on her bottom, pulling her roughly against himself.

Luna felt a hard rod poking into her belly, and she just knew right away that it was his manhood.

To be sure, though, Luna rubbed against it, and he rewarded her daring by shoving a knee between her legs.

The Vampire King somehow found that spot, that little nub that could bring her so much excitement and pleasure just like how the Blood Beast had done it.

The Vampire King's head dipped his mouth on hers before she could even blink: biting, sucking, licking.

His kiss—if such ravenous devouring could be called a kiss—overwhelmed her senses.

He rubbed that delicious spot with his thigh while his tongue thrust into her mouth.

She dug her fingers through his hair and hung on for dear life.

Suckling his tongue, Luna murmured her enjoyment for a while before she was going to end it.

Luna pushed him back and breathed heavily, "You lose the bet, Apollyon,"

She had broken the kiss so abruptly in which the Vampire King had been enjoying so much it sent him into a daze.

Apollyon's distracted blue eyes turned sharp and clear when Luna willed her claws to grow and scratch his back hard enough to awaken him from the lust that had already clouded his judgment.

Luna snapped her fingers repeatedly in his face and grinned, "Now, I want you to sleep on the couch while I sleep in the bed."

"The couch?" He growled, bewildered as if he was seeing her for the first time after the intoxicating kiss. "Separately?"

"Husband, there is a huge difference between a couch and a bed." Luna chuckled as she tried to stifle a victorious smile. "You aren't going to negotiate with me. You already lost."

"Wife, just try me." Apollyon swallowed as he glanced at her swollen breasts before mumbling. "I'm good at negotiating."

"I know you are good at negotiating especially when it comes to..." As soon as the words were out, her face turned bright red.

Luna didn't dare continue. "I mean, maybe I can sleep on the couch, and you can sleep in the bed. It makes more sense – since you are the Vampire King. I can't let you sleep on that thing while I get plenty of rest on the soft mattress." Luna decided to clamp her teeth shut to stop her babbling.

"If you want, we could sleep together," The Vampire King said abruptly, the words tumbling over each other. "I'm not going to try anything as long as you keep your hands to yourself."

Luna could sense the lie.

His words might promise one thing, but smile said another. The mischievous glint in those gaze promised pleasures no woman can resist.

She also felt their combined mortification in her head, and it made her toes curl.

There was another long silence, and the Vampire King broke it.

Apollyon blew out his breath as he moved to detach himself from her and got up from the mattress. "Never mind." He waved a hand dismissively as he towered over the bed. "You are going to seduce me again, so it will be better if I am far away from you."

"Just stay on the couch, husband." Luna finally said.

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Luna wiggled into her nightdress as the Vampire King watched closely, not even missing a thing.

The nightdress she picked from the closet was loose and transparent, perfectly hugging her figure and long enough that she could tuck her bare feet beneath the hem of it.

It didn't cover much that she might as well be naked but wearing them didn't make her feel like she was naked entirely.

It hardly helped that her white nightdress with its fussy ruffled cuffs and high collar decorated with lace appliques and embroideries was as virginal as a novice's robes.

Still, the fabric was white, transparent, and gossamer-like that the Vampire King could see her shapely form underneath.

"I ordered the servants to make all your night clothes like that." As Apollyon nodded toward her nightdress, Luna clutched it close at the throat with a white-knuckled fist as she covered her breasts.

"There is no need to cover up, wife. You can't really stop your husband from owning your body." Luna could hear the smile in his voice, and she raised an eyebrow, giving him a look of disbelief.

Face flushing with mortification and annoyance, she dashed across the room, sprang into the bed, and jerked the covers up over her head. "Why would you even ask me to take my clothes off when you made all my nightclothes like this?"

"At least you won the bet, and you made the Vampire King sleep on the couch." Apollyon's big body was sprawled on the couch and curled onto his side, resting his head on his arm and pouting like a spoiled child who didn't get what he wanted.

The room went eerily quiet.

He sighed in regret, "Now, I am bored."

With her head still buried beneath the blankets, she waited for a good minute and lifted her blankets to see if Apollyon had already slept on the couch.

Luna tugged on the counterpane until she had her nose and eyes exposed.

She blinked up at him as she pulled the covers up around her chin.

"What are you looking at?" The Vampire King asked his beautiful face an unreadable mask.

"No." Luna exclaimed as she sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest and shaking her messy silver hair out of her eyes. "What are you looking at?"

Within seconds, she had put her hands on every pillow she could reach and throw it into his face, but he always caught them every single time and just placed them gently on the side.

With a long-suffering sigh, Apollyon settled back on the large couch. "It's been a long time since I have a good night's sleep, but I can't even have one when I can't be with you."

"I told you," Luna said. "You can sleep in the bed while I sleep on the couch if you want."

Forget I said anything." Apollyon took a deep breath before looking away. "I'm going to wear clothes again, and then I'll be gone."

"Where are you going?" Luna had demanded rather sharply, and she grimaced, wishing she could take that back.

It really sounded like it was a demand coming from a jealous wife.

His voice dropped to a low growl as if his tone has matched hers. "I have things to see to."

All too afraid that she knew exactly what he would do, she settled back into the bed and covered her head with a blanket, refusing to see what he had been up to.

He was silent as Luna heard faint rustles of fabric.

He had probably slept next to so many naked women in his life that she was no more a distraction to him.

Will he go to his Consortium because she couldn't give him what he wanted?

Seconds later, all the lights winked out, and the doors clicked shut.

The Vampire King had left before she could utter another word that would bring him back.