Chapter Eleven
Atlas
“Are you sure this is safe?” He dropped his eyes down to Bel’s stomach. His still very flat muscular stomach.
Bel huffed. “I’m fine, mate.”
Atlas hated that word. Fine. When Bel called him mate, Atlas couldn’t hear that word enough. But fine. No. Atlas didn’t believe that for one second. “Uh-huh.”
“It is perfectly natural for me to continue working, transporting—everything that I have always done,” Bel assured him.
He didn’t know about that. He didn’t know about any of this. Demons could get pregnant. It had been news to Bel as well. Atlas still didn’t know who had been more shocked.
Bel had known that angels could bear children, no matter their sex. He hadn’t shared that with Atlas because, well, it wasn’t an issue.
Lucifer was the only angel that currently lived in the hell realm. He took precautions with his own mates since Gage very clearly informed him that they were not ready for fatherhood.
Was Atlas ready?
He would be finding out very soon.
Turned out there was a little more to the lore than Bel had been taught. Demons…at least the first demons that had been created for Lucifer, could also bear children.
They were having a baby.
A baby.
Atlas had managed to talk Bel out of transporting to the human realm to meet a family of paranormals.
Yes, Atlas wanted to meet the rest of them, but it did not seem like the safest or smartest plan.
Especially since Jason had just informed Atlas that there had been no sign of the rogue hyena pack, but they were still looking.
Atlas wasn’t going to have his pregnant mate there until that little problem had been taken care of.
So instead of transporting to the human realm, Bel was insisting on taking Atlas on a date.
He didn’t need a date. Atlas needed his mate to be in bed with his feet up and making sure no harm would come to him or the baby. Was that too much to ask? Apparently, since Bel was still arguing with him.
“Atlas,” Bel snorted. “No one will even know about the baby.”
“I’ll know,” Atlas drawled. He didn’t care about who found out. So far Lucifer had promised to keep their secret. Even his mates weren’t in the know. Not that they would be able to hold off for much longer. Demon pregnancy lasted for three months. Ninety-two days.
Lucifer estimated that Bel was about ten days along when they found out. Twelve days now. That was eighty short days left before their family would grow.
“There is so much to do,” Atlas informed his mate. “We need a nursery.” Maybe if he could distract Bel, they could put off this silly venture that Bel insisted on.
Bel drew Atlas into his arms. “We need time for us as well. I promised to share more of my realm with you. The mountains above the lava river are beautiful.”
“Lava river,” Atlas said. “Because that’s safe for the baby.”
Bel sighed. “Female demons have been having babies for centuries. And some of them live beside the lava river.”
Not good enough. “The nursery,” he said again.
“Can wait at least one more day,” Bel assured him. “I’m going to transport us now. You can yell at me later.”
Atlas didn’t have time to get another argument out before they were transported out of their office and he found himself in front of an actual lava river. Sulfur and heat wafted up.
“Are you okay?” Atlas demanded. He placed both hands over Bel’s stomach.
“Just fine, my mate.” Bel kissed his forehead.
“Not sick? How’s the nausea?” Okay, Atlas knew he was being over the top. He just couldn’t stop! Even after no less than twenty texts a day with Lucifer and being reassured that Bel’s condition might seem unnatural but was perfectly natural, Atlas was so worried. For his mate and his unborn child.
“Look at the shore.” Bel bodily turned him. “I should find you another hellstone.”
“You want to get closer to that?” Atlas allowed every bit of warning into his voice that he could. His mate had better not say yes.
Throwing his head back, Bel boomed out a laugh. “I adore you.”
Atlas wasn’t seeing anything funny about the situation.
If he wasn’t concerned about what Bel was going to do, he’d admit that the heat from the lava river felt nice.
The heavy scent of sulfur didn’t turn him off either.
And it was a pretty view of orange, red, and yellow flowing quickly and surrounded by blackness.
There was a small collection of stones where the lava flowed up and down the shoreline.
Where the sand met the river. Back in the human realm, he could be standing in front of the ocean and staring out at the vastness.
Instead, he was in hell with his mate, getting way too close to the burning lava.
“Bel!” Atlas called in warning.
His big demon prince ignored him as steam from the lava rose around him. Bending down, Bel gave Atlas the perfect view of his ass while plunging his fingers into burning lava.
It was only a moment of distraction, then reality set in. “Bel!” Atlas lurched forward.
“Stay,” Bel told him. “I’ll be right with you.”
Atlas couldn’t believe that Bel was acting so calm as he shifted the sand and dug his fingers in.
“Yes!” Bel exclaimed in triumph as he held up his hand and straightened. He turned, beaming at Atlas.
Lava dripped from Bel’s hand. Actually dripped. It was as hot as Atlas’s temper at the moment.
“Look! Look!” Bel rushed forward while shaking the lava from his hand. “This is so rare.”
Atlas’s mate bounced happily like a kid that wanted to show off his favorite toy. Or a puppy dog. Currently both descriptions fit Bel as he held out his massive hand to show off a gorgeous hellstone with a red center. “Isn’t it pretty?” Bel asked dreamily.
“It’s gorgeous,” Atlas admitted. What he really couldn’t take his eyes off was how sexy his mate was when he’d found something that he loved. Stepping forward, Atlas reached up to cup Bel’s face. “Not as gorgeous as you are though.”
Bel blinked at him several times before beaming. “Really?”
Rising to the tips of his toes, Atlas gently kissed his mate. “Yes.”
“It’s for you,” Bel offered.
Atlas nodded. “You or the hellstone?” he teased.
Bel’s chuckle revealed his desire. “Both.”
“I’ll take both,” Atlas replied. “Always.”
This time it was Bel who was kissing him. As their lips met, Bel immediately nibbled on Atlas’s lower lip and Atlas opened for him. Bel thrust his tongue inside and Atlas sucked on it. He sucked on Bel’s tongue like he’d done to his cock after their shared morning shower.
Bel moaned and Atlas swallowed up the sound. The noises that Bel made were for his ears only.
Trapped behind his underwear and jeans, Atlas’s cock hardened and twitched.
Even though they had already shared multiple orgasms that morning, Atlas needed to have his mate again. He drew back slowly, pleased when Bel chased his lips.
“Is there anyone around?” Atlas asked in a whisper.
Bel paused with his head tilted before shaking his head.
“Good. Stay right there holding my pretty present,” Atlas ordered.
“Yes, mate.” Bel closed his hand around the stone as Atlas dropped to his knees.
His mate was gorgeous when he submitted to Atlas. Was there anything sexier than having a big man willing to do his bidding? Not in Atlas’s opinion. Bel gave Atlas everything that he hadn’t known he needed.
In the past, Atlas had been a dedicated bottom.
Mostly because of his small stature, guys just figured he wanted to bottom all the time.
It wasn’t until Bel so willingly offered himself did Atlas realize that he enjoyed the control, loved caring for his mate, and found power in making sure Bel was satisfied and content after every encounter.
“What are you doing?” Bel questioned as Atlas unsnapped his pants before slowly drawing the zipper down.
“If you have to ask, then I must be doing it wrong,” Atlas taunted. He tugged Bel’s pants past his ass.
“No! No, you’re not doing anything wrong!” Bel insisted. He rocked forward with his hard cock nearly brushing Atlas’s face.
Reaching out, Atlas wrapped a hand around the base of Bel’s cock. There was no way that he’d ever be able to take every inch of his mate but Atlas was getting better at taking more each time he did this.
He licked at the tip of Bel’s shaft until he was rewarded with the release of Bel’s precome.
“Oh! Mate!” Bel gasped while threading his fingers into Atlas’s hair.
Sucking on Bel’s cock, Atlas brought more into his mouth.
With the heat from the nearby lava, it was already hot. Bel was hotter. Atlas’s mate never disappointed him. Bel loved sex and the sound that he made was addicting, especially when he was pleading for Atlas to suck him harder.
Atlas didn’t give in to Bel’s begging, not quite yet, and slowly teased Bel’s shaft with his tongue before he gave a good strong suck.
“Mate! Please!” Bel rocked his hips.
Bel was beautiful. And all his. Mates. Family. Atlas peered up at Bel as he took more and more of Bel’s dick with every thrust of Bel’s hips.
He twisted his fingers, stroking fast and hard, then swallowed around Bel’s cock.
Bel whined then plunged deeper.
Atlas choked but that wasn’t a deterrent. He popped off Bel’s cock and took a deep breath before pulling Bel’s cock back into his mouth.
“Mate!” Bel said. “Atlas, I need…please.”
Atlas hummed in encouragement. He wanted Bel to work for it. To fuck his face. It would get Atlas off, knowing that he’d taken care of his mate.
The hellstone dropped to the sand beside Atlas’s knees as Bel buried both hands into Atlas’s hair.
Bel began to move faster, forcing his cock to the back of Atlas’s throat and battering.
Bel’s groans grew in volume the closer he came to release.
Atlas’s own dick ached with his own need but he ignored himself to concentrate on Bel.
Bel gave a massive yell that echoed around them before filling Atlas’s mouth with his seed.
Making sure to keep direct eye contact, Atlas slurped down every single bit of come and swallowed before he sat back on his heels.
“Damn!”