85 A Different Kind of Play*

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  The Vampire King

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Everything irritated him, the High Priestess, his sexual frustration, the hot room, and most especially, the nightshirt and a set of pajamas he had never put on before.

Apollyon even threw on a matching robe on top of them for good measure. 

The Vampire King grimaced. 

'If he thought the getup he had on was going to keep him in check, he was out of his mind. '

Apollyon wanted her so badly that what he was or wasn't wearing wouldn't make a difference.

Apollyon was having trouble concentrating when he sensed the High Priestess' thoughts, making him totally aroused.

His body was so hot he felt like his blood was going to dry out in his veins.

He changed his mind.

Apollyon shook his head as he took his nightshirt off again, including his silk pyjamas.