Fuck! You are gorgeous

"How can you please yourself in presence of another woman when you've a wife!?" Lilith loudly said at the top of her lungs. She didn't wish to share him with any other woman.

The moment she walked into the room, she found there was no woman there, except for Apollyon, who was engrossed in reading some parchments. The documents were spread on the table.

Lilith's expressions softened while Apollyon frowned to hear her words.

"I sh-should leave," Lilith murmured and turned around on her heels. "Why did everyone lie to me?" she muttered.

Before she could step out of the room, Apollyon stopped her. Lilith turned to look at him and heard the thud of the door as if it was closed firmly from inside.

"What did you say?" Apollyon asked as he left his seat while slowly walking toward her.

"Ignore that," Lilith said and again turned around. However, to her surprise, the doorknob didn't open. Apollyon must have used his magic to kept it close.

Lilith again faced him and found he was too close to her. Her back pressed against the door and her breath hitched. She lowered her eyes in his penetrating gaze.

"What did you say a moment ago?" Apollyon asked.

"Nothing," Lilith replied. "You should do your work. I won't disturb you," she stated. She had no idea why her heart was racing in such a way. It never happened before. Her entire body was in a kind of heat, which she hadn't experienced before.

"'How can you please yourself in presence of another woman when you've a wife!?' These were your words," Adolphus pronounced.

"It was a slip of tongue," Lilith murmured and lowered her eyes. Her eyelids flickered like the light from a lamp as she felt vulnerable under his penetrating gaze.

"Do you take me as a fool?" Adolphus asked.

"No," Lilith promptly answered. She curled her fingers when Apollyon brushed away the hair from her neck. Her milky white neck was now visible to him along with her curves, which were begging for his attention.

Lilith inhaled deeply, feeling extremely vulnerable at that moment. Why his touch was making her feel so different?

"You are the reason for my existence," Apollyon said huskily. "I belong to you. You possess me, Lilith," he added, his hand finally moved from her thigh which had a slit to her inner thigh.

"Stop, Apollyon," Lilith said as she looked into his eyes.

"What if I don't?" Apollyon asked, peering deep into her eyes. "Say that I affect you," he proclaimed. Their bodies had pressed together now. "Didn't it bother you that your husband could be with another woman on the bed? You were jealous," he stated, his minty, hot breath fanning her lips.

Lilith felt knots forming in the pit of her stomach, a feeling she hadn't experienced before.

Apollyon didn't stop there. His hand dangerously moved close to her forbidden region.

"Mmm..." And she moaned the next second, her strength of holding back crumbling into pieces. He smirked to see that reaction from her.

"So, I do affect you," Apollyon stated, his lips barely brushed hers.

Apollyon withdrew his hand from her inner thigh. However, before he could fully pull away, Lilith pulled him down and kissed the Devil Lord.

It stunned Apollyon to see the reaction from Lilith. He never imagined she would ever do this. She slowly detached her lips from his, and their eyes locked.

While Lilith's eyes carried an affection, which she fought to show for so many days; Apollyon's eyes carried love, lust and desire. His beast was awakened.

"Lilith," Apollyon called her name.

"I-I... I don't want to share you with anyone," Lilith finally confessed, the words trembling on her lips, laden with the weight of emotions she had suppressed for so long.

In that instant, Apollyon's restraint snapped. He cupped Lilith's face with his hands, pulling her closer with a sudden, fierce intensity. His kiss was not gentle this time; it was passionate and fervent, overflowing with the love he had held back.

Lilith responded in kind, her own desire matching his. Her hands moved to grasp the fabric of his robe near his waist, clinging to him as she stood on her tiptoes to reach his height.

Sensing her struggle, Apollyon slid his hand to her waist, lifting her effortlessly. His other hand moved to her thigh, pushing aside the slit of her dress with deliberate slowness.

She wrapped her leg around his torso, securing herself against him while her hands found their way to his shoulders.

Apollyon's lips teased her bottom lip with his tongue, seeking entry to her mouth. Lilith parted her lips in response, granting him access as their kiss deepened.

She let out a moan the moment their tongues touched. Before she could comprehend what was happening, her tongue moved on its own, dancing with Apollyon's in a rhythm that felt both natural and electric.

This kind of kiss was beyond anything she had ever imagined. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, mirroring the intensity she sensed in him.

Her lungs began to burn from lack of oxygen, but she couldn't bring herself to pull away. Sensing her need, Apollyon finally detached his mouth from hers, allowing her to take a breath.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his lips trailing a series of kisses along her milky white skin.

"Ahh!" Lilith cried out when his teeth grazed her skin, the sharp pain quickly transforming into pleasure as he soothed the spot with his tongue.

He held her up in his arms, effortlessly carrying her. In the next instant, Lilith found herself laid gently on the mattress, her heart racing in anticipation.

"Apollyon, did you really let other women please you?" Lilith asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and jealousy.

"Mmm..." she moaned as his hand made contact with her breast through the fabric of her dress. Her skin was so sensitive at that moment that even his lightest touch sent shivers through her entire body.

"You tell me. What do you think?" Apollyon replied, his voice husky as he began to tease her breast with his fingers. He continued to do so while ducking his head to her neck, peppering open-mouthed kisses along her skin, leaving a trail of red marks behind.

"I-I... You... You said that day you would be going to—" Her words were cut off as Apollyon captured her lips again.

He shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting her deeply. Lilith welcomed him, their kiss growing more urgent as they lost themselves in each other, as if there was no tomorrow.

Lilith breathed heavily the moment he parted his lips from her mouth.

"I think it's the time to undress you," Apollyon stated.

She gasped the moment he tore them off, revealing the beautiful curves under the dim candlelights. Lilith was quick to cover them with her arms, shying away from him. Her cheeks were flushed while her chest was rising and falling.

Apollyon held her hands tenderly. "Lilith, look at me," he demanded softly but firmly. "I'll give you the answer."

She met his gaze, her eyes filled with eager anticipation.

"That was to burn you with jealousy," Apollyon affirmed, a smirk playing on his lips as he gently pulled her arms away from her breasts.

"Fuck! You are gorgeous," he pronounced, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of her.