"What do you want me to do?"
The Vampire King's deep, sensual voice she had fancied almost sounded cruel as his hand gripped the flesh on the underside of her breast before his long, slender fingers advanced upwards, playing with her left nipple until they puckered through her bodice.
Luna's mind want to scream, 'Don't stop!' but she settled with a faint reply, "Nothing. People are watch--"
Apollyon trailed slow kisses from her neck down to her shoulders.
He had sucked, nibbled, and bitten like a true vampire, leaving love bites in his wake.
The delicious warmth made her feel like she had amnesia, forgetting who he was, where they were, and who surrounded them as lethargy took over. Luna's body had warmed with a hurried sense of excitement when Apollyon said, "I can just rub your clit until you come all over the saddle instead of my cock."
"Fuck, Apollyon." Luna couldn't help but curse at her husband's abrupt declaration.