Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
And, well, I certainly had no objections to that.
Hell, my wings just came out on their own when I climbed in beside her, and she nestled herself up on my chest.
“Can I admit something kind of terrible?” she asked as her fingers traced over my chest.
“Yes.”
“I kind of like that I’m the only human you really like.”
It wasn’t terrible at all.
And it was sweet as fuck that she thought it might be.
“Hey, Bael?” she called a while later.
“Yeah?”
“If I, someday in the future, not, you know, right now, figure out that I’m kind of, you know, in love with you…” she started. “And I wanted a chance to be with you forever… and they had to take a little piece of my soul, would I still, you know, be me?”
“Yes.”
“You’re sure?” she asked.
“Positive. I’ve watched it happen with the others,” I reminded her. “They’re the same people. Who just get to live a long time. And be in love forever.”
“Okay,” she said, sounding placated.
“Ah, Bael?” she called again.
“Yes, babe?”
“What about, you know, babies?”
“What about them?” I asked.
“Well, can you have them?” It was right then that it seemed to occur to her that I’d just fucked her raw again, making her shoot up on my chest to look down at me.
“Yes,” I said, watching her eyes go rounder. “But only when we intend to.”
“Wait… so, you’re saying that you can have unprotected sex as much as you want without an unplanned pregnancy? What, can you command your sperm to suit up with DNA at will?” she asked, making a chuckle escape me.
“I’m sure it’s more technical than that, but yes. Reproduction is a choice for us, not a biological imperative, so, yes, I can bury my cock inside your tight cunt anytime I want without you having to worry about carrying a baby.”
“But… but if I wanted to, that could happen?”
“Yes.”
“And they’d be…”
“Demons, yes. Though not fully.”
“But would they be immortal too?”
“Once they reach maturity, yes.”
“One more question.”
“Shoot.”
“Do you want them? Babies, I mean,” she clarified.
“Honestly, never gave it a thought before,” I told her truthfully. “But if they maybe had eyes like this,” I said, rubbing my thumb beside one of hers. “I think I could be okay with that.”
“Okay… one more question,” she said, and the smile she was giving me told me it wasn’t such a heavy one.
“Yeah?”
“If someday we had demon babies… would they have little wings?” she asked, and I swear if I told her no, it was going to crush her.
Luckily for her, I didn’t have to do that.
“Yes.”
“Okay. That’s all my questions. For now,” she clarified as she relaxed back down on my chest, eventually drifting off to some much-needed rest.
While I stayed up with something blooming in my chest that I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt before.
Hope.
Because she wouldn’t have been asking all of those questions if some part of her wasn’t already a little bit in love with me.
It was all just… perfect.
Until, near sun-up, fucking Lucifer came back with what sounded like a harem of human women that he seemed to fuck all at once, making Charlotte jolt awake and look around for a long moment before it occurred to her what was going on.
My hands grabbed her hips, pulling her up onto my lap, lifting her up, and sliding her down onto my cock.
“If we can’t beat ‘em…” I said with a smirk as she started to ride me.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Charlotte - 1 week
If you’d told me just a few weeks before that I would be falling madly in love with a demon, well, I would have questioned your sanity, first and foremost. But second, I would have laughed.
Because, if nothing else, I didn’t even really believe in love.
Yet there was no denying that love was what I was feeling toward Bael in those days following moving into the house with him.
I was able to brush some of it off at first as hormones, as all the really satisfying sex we were enjoying together.
But it wasn’t long until I realized it was much more than that.
It was in the small things. Like when he remembered to bring me three square meals a day and coffee even though he didn’t need to eat. And the way he always knew when I wanted his wings around me. And that he planned an outing to take me to a bookstore.
But it was in the bigger ways too.
Like when I’d been playing with Lenore’s baby, a little half demon, half witch, and imagined what mine and Bael’s baby would be like.
Smart.
A little rebellious.
Really, really freaking cute.
Maybe I shouldn’t have been spending so much time thinking about those kinds of things as the human world continued to fall apart, racked with “natural disasters” and “large, rabid animals,” and mass hysteria that sent people back to their houses of worship, like we’d been expecting they would.