CHAPTER NINETEEN
DECLAN
I’m so happy for Dad and Lily; she still refuses to let us call her mom, claiming she is not old enough. I love the simplicity of their ceremony; the few I’ve been to in the past have been ridiculously extravagant and long, similar to those human movie weddings. Thankfully, no drama happened.
I see my baby sister talking to my loony mate, there is no other way to describe her, she randomly pops up wherever I am and asks me random shit, this morning I was sitting on the toilet, and she pops in sits on the sink unit to discuss my favourite flavour of Monster, that thirty-minute discussion ended with us agreeing that Mango Loco was the best, she pecked my lips and disappeared again and I finally, after clenching for twenty-seven minutes, finished my business.
The other night, she shook me awake to ask if strawberry laces were better than flying saucers, see, a complete loon, but fuck, she’s gorgeous. We have both agreed to take this slowly. The girls start to walk over, and I hold out an arm, which Vic slips beneath and kisses my lips.
“I need to go; there has been a breach at the gate, and I need to find out who.” She kisses me again.
“ACDC or Dolly Parton?” She asks before popping away. I lick my lips, savouring her taste before I remember Ember and glance at her
“Can we talk in private, please?” she nervously asks. I nod, putting an arm over her shoulders, and we head to the TV room. She’s twitchy and won’t look at me.
“You’re making me nervous, baby sister”, I try to chuckle, but it falls flat,
“Vicki asked me to talk to you about her period,” Em says, and I now get why she’s nervous. I avoid eye contact and nod.
“Demons have a single two-week period each year; it’s the only time they can conceive.
Well, they can conceive for four weeks, a week before, and a week after.
She’s coming to spend the night tomorrow, but after that, her ovulation starts in three days, she’s not ready for kids, and you both are taking it slow, she said, for that month next year, it will be a joint decision. ” She takes a few breaths.
“Xander has said he is happy to do tests to see if your contraception would work against her, but again, not a risk for this year. Evan takes her someplace below and guards her while she sees to her own needs” We sit for a few minutes.
“Is it the same time every year? My birthday is in five weeks, and I want to spend that with my mate.” If we need to be apart every time we don’t want kids, it’s going to kill me.
“For now, yes, demon pregnancies vary in length depending on a few things. Minimum will be four months, the longest will be eighteen months, her periods will follow the year pattern, a month after the baby is born, but that first one is just a bleed, she won’t be fertile”
That makes sense. I give her a numb nod, still stuck on some of the details.
“Vicki’s birthday is two days into her ovulation” I stare at my sister,
“Why didn’t she say anything?” Ember hands me a list.
“Demons celebrate differently; being born is not an achievement on their part, so it’s not rewarded. These are her favourite treats. I messaged Evan for you.” I take the list, but I don’t look at it,
“What do you mean?” she rolls her eyes.
“She will basically be going through what omegas call a heat, so her battery-powered boyfriend is going to be getting a workout.” She ponders something, then continues.
“This is the direct email to Sarah Buzzfree. She changed her name for fun. She makes custom Vibrators and sex toys. She will take a mould of your penis, tongue, fingers, whatever and make a silicone vibrating replica.” I stare at my sister, who has an innocent look on her face,
“How? Why? Erm?” I have no idea what I’m asking.
“Email her and say you need a rush and get Saint or River to take you to her; she owes me a favour and has your name on her priority list.”
She smiles, a blush covering her cheeks. I just nod and pull out my phone, and the reply hits in seconds. Ember pats my shoulder and leaves.
Saint drops me off with a chuckle, and I sit in a chair in the waiting room, thumbing through the brochure. This catalogue is huge.
They can mould my hands to sit around her ass or tits and squeeze them, finger nipple clamps that twist and squeeze, they can even do my tongue and teeth with my fangs pulsing as a clit stimulator.
My order is huge, and I hope one day she shows me how she uses my gifts.
Two hours I sit and wait, until Sarah comes out with a black velvet suitcase on wheels.
“All done she’s a lucky girl, I slipped a card as we offer the same for the ladies so they can treat their men, we can do all her holes” She gives me a wink and walks off, I decide I’m going to write her a letter to go with this gift and make a note on my phone to do one every year, god I’m a sap.
Saint grabs me after I write my letter, I text Evan, and then Saint sends the two cases to Evan.
Ember, my amazing sister, got all the treats sorted and packed in another case.
The pack meet is a little tense, some females did not think Dad would go through with it and hoped they could be the hole he fills to drown his sorrows.
At 21:30, Victoria turns up, we grab some food and head up to my room.
After eating she shyly asks if she can grab a shower I put a clean towel and one of my t-shirts on the sink unit, then strip down to my boxers and climb into bed, I play idle bank on my phone while I wait, it doesn’t take long before she’s sliding into bed and up to my side, we share a soft kiss and whispered goodnights before we fall asleep.
When I wake, I watch her sleep for a short while before deciding I’ve been sappy enough. I slip out and head downstairs, loading a tray with goodies, then grab a coffee for me and a latte with six sugars for her. As I step into the room, I hear a sniffing noise.
“Coffee and cherry muffins, my hero.” She yawns as she sits up, and I set the tray on her lap. I slide behind her so she’s leaning against my chest.
“I know I won’t see you on the day, but happy birthday, Loony.” I kiss her neck as she moans around the warm muffin. We then share breakfast, her feeding me bites of hers, me doing the same.
She ducks in the bathroom to get dressed and then plonks on my lap, before she can say anything my bedroom door slams open, Saint's shadows visibly flash across my ceiling and then there is wrapped candy dropping from the shadows including Dracula and devil confetti, Ember fills the door and fires off a couple of streamer cannons and there are yells and cheers of happy birthdays and welcome to the families, then the door slams shut again, then Shadows appear on Vic’s lap, and a pink fluffy gift bag appears, she’s giggling the whole time, and I’m hoping the confetti isn’t in my underwear draw.