Bab 132: Scented Massage

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The Empress Luna

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"Do you want to have sexual congress with me then?"

The Vampire King's bold statement came out as a challenge to Luna.

His blue eyes wavered as his hand petted her inner thigh lazily.

She glanced down and brought her gaze back up.

Luna's lips parted out of their own accord when his fingers move to toy with the hem of her chemise.

She panted when his large hand grazed her naked skin as he clutched the thin cotton upward slowly, deliciously, patiently and all she wanted was for Apollyon to hurry up and ravage her.

Luna wasn't used to her husband, making her wait like this.

When they made love, Apollyon desired it fast, hard, and rough, and she was alright with it.

Luna swore these gentle, seductive caresses would be the death of her.