All Chapters of Apollyon's Secret at Midnight: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Day three on the island, Ava had spent it taking photos and mingling with the guests in the common areas, enjoying the more casual settings around the resort. Later, she headed back to her suite to take a quick shower. Letting the water wash over her, she took a slow relaxing breath as it cooled her tan warm skin. Being in the blazing heat all day, it surprised her she hadn’t had a sunburn yet with how pale she was. Thoughts of Hunter filled her mind as she washed away the day’s heat and sand away. The thoughts of him almost seemed to heat from her body as she closed her eyes in response to remembering him pressing her against the palm tree on the first night in the forest. With her bare ass exposed and him nude, it would have been so easy for him to slip inside her that night. “Mmm. God, he’s so fucking hot... Hunter...” she moaned out his name as her fingers slipped down her body and between her legs. Shaking off the images in her head and the need to pleasure herself, she groaned

After being primped, waxed, plucked, trimmed, and scrubbed, Ava was feeling like the crew of beauty gurus had prepared her like a Thanksgiving turkey, and she was being offered up to the vampire for a special dinner. Every inch of her was slick and shiny and Rebecca took it upon herself to do a full inspection, even going as far as to check her teeth and undercarriage like a prized pony.“Whoa! What the fuck are you doing?” Ava squealed as Rebecca spun her around and shoved her over to inspect her backside.With a tisk, the woman shook her head. “She needed bleaching but she is a vanilla. We wouldn’t want her having any chafing. This will have to do.”“Hell, no!” Ava shot up, holding her hands over her nude ass. “No one is bleaching anything! Especially not my asshole! You people are crazy.”“Well, it’s a good thing you keep proper hygiene then, isn’t it.”Ava just snarled her, completely offended and grossed out. Distracting her from the thought, a stylist brought her dress, helping

“A kink club? But it’s just a fancy restaurant.”“To the average island goer, yes. Behind that waterfall is a cave entrance to the hottest kink club in the world. Every dirty little thought you have ever had can be fulfilled within those cave walls. Only the island kinksters know about it when they sign up. The rest of the guests will either have invites in their rooms or find them by accident while searching the island. It’s one of the hidden treasures Rowan told everyone about when they arrived.”Looking at the water with utter fear, she realized she may end up close and personal with the waterfall.“Uh... Hunter? How do you get in? The... w... w... w.... water... I... no... no water,” she stammered.Within that moment, he saw the fear radiating from her that couldn’t be denied. He knew a panic attack when he saw it and Ava was suddenly shaking so hard; she was making the glasses on the table almost

Ava quickly raised her hand to slap Hunter once he admitted he knew who she was before ever getting to the island. Grabbing her wrist, before her hand contacted his face, he pulled her into his arms to prevent the blows. Growling like a feral animal, his anger was ragged in ways he had never felt before. Never would he allow a submissive to strike him. He didn’t believe in hitting or abuse of any kind. Kink was one thing, but striking in anger, he didn’t allow. He had learned to control his anger, and that’s what made him such a good Master. He knew his limits.“Stop! That’s enough. I told you never to slap me. It’s about time I show you that I mean business.”Pulling her toward the entrance, he stomped past security, dragging Ava under his arm as she tried to kick free.“Mister Constantine! Wait, sir. We need you to give you the club safeword for the night and sign you in.”Rage and lust were burning behind Hunter’s devilish eyes. Nothing was going to stop him from punishing his new

“Where are we going?”“The dungeons.”Ava’s mouth dropped open. “Now?”“I thought I told you to stop questioning me.”Ava rolled her eyes and followed him. “Fine.”“Five.”“Five what?” she asked.“Five times you’ve rolled your eyes at me tonight. I’m fairly sure as many times as you have watched that damn Fifty Colors movie that you know Dom’s don’t like that.”“Do you mean Fifty Shades? How do you know I like that movie?”“Six and I told you to stop asking questions.”“Why are you counting?” she said with an exasperated sigh, annoyed he was being so commanding.“Seven. You’ll see exactly why I’m counting if you don’t stop that.”Rolling her eyes again he added, “Eight.”Leading her down a long corridor to a room with the door slightly ajar, two guards were standing in wait. Nodding to the Master to acknowledge his presence, they watched as Ava curiously listened in the doors that lined the halls.“I wonder what they’re doing in there?”Hunter groaned, making Ava bite back a giggle.“