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Archdemon Empress Luna
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Apollyon and Luna strolled leisurely to the edge of the wooden docks.
Luna allowed her husband to guide her—no, he had almost dragged her there from her turtle pace.
Honestly, she needed a little tugging since her legs were still weak, trembling from her husband's intense thrusts that she swore his massive prick had torn something important down there.
Luna winced with every step--limping--as if someone had beaten her up at the alley.
Now, the faeries they have encountered--especially the women with blue and green ribbons in their hair--ogled her and Apollyon with their large and dark almond eyes.
They paused at whatever they were doing to stare at her husband's corded muscles.
Luna glared at them and let out a sharp hiss.
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