Chapter 25 - Asmodeus
It took a while, but we were finally settled into our bond. I had a feeling that my bond with her was a little different than her bond with me. I could feel almost everything from her end, but for her, it was muted. I wondered if that would change or if this is how the bond worked with non-demons.
I wish I had someone to talk to about it, but I couldn’t talk to my father unless I went into the demon realm and I was definitely not going to do that! I would not chance being stuck there or leaving her side for any length of time, especially while she was pregnant.
Her morning sickness has been bad the past week since it started.
To help her keep it at bay, I’ve been making sure she drinks from me every day.
I don’t even have to ask if she wants any; she always takes it when she needs it.
She’s addicted to my taste, and I hope that doesn’t change once she gives birth.
I love her mouth on me and swallowing me down.
She has caught me by surprise a few times.
She has been doing it at least every morning and usually in the evening when we are relaxing on the couch or in bed.
She came into my workshop and pulled down my pants as I was working on an engine.
I’ll be in the shower and she will open the door and get in with me naked and either push me down onto the bench, or get on her knees right where I am.
It’s one of the hottest things that’s ever happened to me.
The hungry and excited glint in her eyes drives me crazy.
I can tell how into it she is, making me always bust within a couple minutes.
The load size is always massive and lasts for over thirty seconds that she has to gulp me down over and over again.
The good thing is, my seed is actually making a difference. Not only does it act as a medicine, but it also has other properties that will benefit her during pregnancy. Since she is growing a baby with demon blood, they tend to develop a bit quicker.
My seed will help with the growth and development of the fetus, as well as ensure she gets her proper nutrients and vitamins. The taste begins to change when you start the courting process, and it peaks after claiming. The better it tastes, the more likely our mate will enjoy drinking from us.
Since she just found out that she was pregnant, I haven’t told her all the benefits of being mated to a fertility demon, and all I could provide to her while she was pregnant, but I would soon.
We were taught by the elders about the benefits that had been written down in our sacred text.
Some of the benefits I didn’t even know myself, especially when it came down to mixed species mating.
Most demons were not mated to humans, which meant there was no cataloged information on the pairing.
Although, now that I think about it, she wasn’t human.
It was impossible to know what my body could or couldn’t do for her.
From how things were already going, it seemed that we were very compatible.
Christmas was coming up in less than two weeks, and I planned to make it special for Blair.
The story of Jesus was a lie that religions told people.
The Germans and pagans were more on the mark for the truth behind Christmas, and that had to do with Krampus.
Krampus was from the demon realm, and during winter, he would come to Earth for all the naughty children. He was celebrated in our realm.
The demon realm did have its own holidays and traditions, but it wasn’t as big a deal as it was for the humans on Earth.
We celebrated Lupercalia on February fifteenth; we celebrated krampus night on December fifth; and finally, we celebrated the yearly equinox and solstices, for the coming of spring, summer, fall, and winter.
I wanted to create traditions with my mate and our future children.
I wonder how her family celebrated the holidays.
We hadn’t talked about it much because I knew it was a sensitive subject for her.
I was going at her pace, and if she wanted to bring it up or discuss it, I would happily listen and be her support.
I wonder if some of our new traditions could include some demon holidays and traditions.
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When I came downstairs for a drink of water, I felt a chill run down my spine, on high alert.
Blair was asleep in bed. Out of concern for her, I jogged my way around the first story, checking all of the doors and ensuring they were locked.
I peered out the back sliding glass door, checking our surroundings.
I couldn’t see anything, but I felt death coming from the forest. I slipped some shoes on and went outside in the backyard, ensuring I closed the door quietly, not wanting to wake her up.
I walked toward the back of the property where the tree line was and where the feeling originated.
I stopped dead in my tracks when the death and anger were overwhelming.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. What the hell was a hellhound doing on Earth?
In my last ten years here, I have never once encountered one.
They weren’t supposed to be here unless they were with their master.
I thought it was impossible for them to go rogue, but apparently I was wrong. Something didn’t seem right.
The hellhound growled at me, snapping at the air in warning. The smell of decay permeates the air around us. How dare you take her away from me! I heard in my head the hellhound speaking to me telepathically.
“Excuse me? How in the hell did you come up with that conclusion?” I growled, flabbergasted at the audacity. I’ve hunted her for years. Waiting in the dark for the moment I found her and could take her. She is mine.
“I never took her away from you because she was never yours to begin with! Have you been the one hurting her?!” I throw the accusation its way. My mind goes back to the scratches that she had on her, which looked a lot like claw marks now that I think about it.
She needed to be taught a lesson, but she has been corrupted. You disgusting excuse of a demon. The hellhound hissed at me. “The only thing that is corrupted is you. She’s mine! Mine to protect. If you come near her again, I will end you,” my voice booms with rage.
We’ll see about that it taunts, before it slinks off and disappears into the dark. Floating along the wind, a last fleeting thought was barely heard, Better watch out, time is running out. Better say your goodbyes.
To say that I was furious was an understatement.
How dare he threaten my mate? How dare he think she was his?
The pieces are starting to fall into place.
The bruises and scratches were from when we went on a date together.
The little random items she kept finding around her, which were obviously gifts to her, but she didn’t realize it.
I wonder if she even felt the presence or not.
Thankfully, she was claimed by me. I was hoping that claiming Blair would have helped protect her more, maybe make the hellhound backoff but I know that made the hellhound unhinged, desperate, and angry, which meant they would be more unpredictable.
The bigger concern of mine was how did it find her?
How did it know she was here? How was the creature even able to get on the property?
I had wards up to protect the entire property.
The hellhound was a bigger threat than I expected and anticipated.
As soon as I was back inside the house, I went straight to our bedroom and wrapped myself around Blair’s body, setting my hand on her belly. The steady heartbeat of her and the thrum of the baby helped to calm down my rage and racing heart. I would protect them with my life.