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“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 dayandcoffee 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.
“It won’t do them much good,” Lucifer said after watching the news one night. “Seems like dear old Dad has gone into hiding.”
But maybe that was all the more reason to lean into love. When hate and fear and ugliness were taking over the world.
Or maybe I was trying to rationalize my selfishness.
Either way, it was what was happening.
I was falling for Bael.
