Hell's Consort

Chapter 285 - Who Are You?

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Luna was lying on her stomach in peace as she lay on the mattress with her eyes closed shut, not noticing that she had dozed off.

As soon as she awakened, her muscles had turned rigid when she felt goosebumps all over her skin.

She froze.

Someone was staring at her that she could feel the scorching holes searing her back, sending shivers down her spine.

Lips trembling, Luna held her breath.

Her ears became hypersensitive to the sound.

Luna feigned slow breathing and soft snores as she waited for the creature's next move.

She didn't stir.

Luna locked palms on the bed and threw a sideways glance.

There was something or someone on the bed with her because the bed had dipped with the creature's weight and movement, tossing her naked body like she was salad.

The intruder wasn't discreet with his twists and turns.

'Please don't let the mysterious creature know that my eyes were wide awake.' Luna prayed as she pressed her lips together in silence.

She didn't want to give herself away.

If Ravin were creeping on her while she slept, Luna would flog him.

Instead of acting all creepy and scaring her, Ravin should have shaken her shoulders to rouse her if he needed something.

Her adrenaline spiked, making her more alert and ready to fight.

She wouldn't give him anything that would involve herself anymore.

She had given him the liberties of licking her naked body.

It would be the first, and the final act Luna would allow the Archdemon.

Hands turning clammy, Luna rubbed her palms on the mattress at a snail's pace.

If it were Lilith disturbing her restless sleep again, Luna would summon Archdemon Magic to kill this bitch once and for all.

Luna didn't forget what had happened at Luxen's sex dungeon as Lilith took advantage of her short term paralysis.

She wouldn't care about Satan regulating her Archdemon magic.

As her long silver strands fanned her naked back, Luna noticed that her blankets weren't wrapped around her anymore as if they had been kicked off in her sleep.

Chilled fingertips traced her spine, sweeping her hair to the side.

The sudden contact made her flinch.

It was dark in Ravin's 'Pleasure Room'.

The Archdemon had extinguished the orange orbs and took it along with him, leaving the flickering blue flames of Hell Fire by the hearth as her only source of light.

It wasn't enough to illuminate the pitch-black of the area.

The sheer curtains encompassing the King-sized bed had added to the dim and cave-like darkness of his sex dungeon.

In the blink of an eye, Luna spun around, seeing shades of monochrome.

Fists tightening, Luna didn't hesitate to jump at the intruder.

She wrestled the masculine form into a bear hug.

His broad shoulders tensed as her soft feminine form molded on her brawny form like they were two pieces of a puzzle fitting perfectly.

Luna almost let her guard down because the man's shape and form had felt so familiar, lulling her into a false sense of security.

When the blue Hell Fire blazed from the furnace, she had accidentally grazed the side of his jaw with her knuckles, seeing a little of his side profile.

The intruder had worn black from head to toe, making him invisible in the shadows.

Thick and winged-shaped eyebrows stood starkly into his ashen face.

His beard had grown compared to the clean-shaven look Luna was used to.

Luna's pupils dilated as she increased her focus, making sure she wasn't mistaken.

Long raven locks were slicked back to show his forehead.

Luna's heartbeat raced, nearly exploding, as she murmured, "It can't be."

It wouldn't make sense that her husband, Apollyon, would be in Hell unless he figured out how to rescue her.

Mayhap, someone had destroyed Apollyon into ashes!

No, Luna didn't feel their connection vanish, so his physical form must still exist.

She shook her head in denial, but she clung to that tiny sliver of hope.

'No.' Luna's chest pained even at that single word of dissent. 'It is impossible for her husband to be here in Hell.'

Even if there were a one-in-a-billion chance that Apollyon was there with her on Ravin's 'Pleasure Room,' that event would be as obscure as Satan visiting the Seventh Circle of Heaven.

Not unless the Vampire King had a new High Priestess summoning Archdemons in her free time.

With her breasts bouncing freely as it hit the intruder's forehead by accident, Luna continued to fight despite the obvious discomfort.

Warmth had flooded her cheeks in chagrin.

With her newfound Archdemon strength, Luna's arms had held the intruder in a tight chokehold while her legs had wrapped around his opponent's midsection, hugging his opponent's back and keeping his arms pinned to his body.

As Luna's muscles tightened around her enemy, her face had displayed a victorious grin when she realized she had control over him in a dominant position.

It must be too early to celebrate.

Luna didn't expect the intruder's arms to burst forth after Luna had enclosed her thighs around his lower hips.

He stretched his arms backward.

The mysterious man's strong hands clamped unto her ribcage as he laid down to his back while she was behind him, pushing his weight unto her as he reclined to the mattress.

Breath whooshed out from her lungs in a gasp.

Luna didn't anticipate that move.

Luna scrambled to escape and move aside in vain.

He took her down so easily.

She was trapped under these pounds of muscle, and the only thing she could do was writhe and squirm.

Luna held back a cry when the man kept bumping and grinding at her front while she was beneath his brawny physique.

Later on, she realized that her sharp claws had already sunk unto his shoulders, and the man was also trying hard to escape from her clutches.

When Luna's elbows had finally released his neck as she pulled out the demon talons embedded unto the intruder's dark shirt, the mysterious man pivoted his body towards her, crushing her like she was a fly caught by a black spider.

He whispered, "Luna."