Demon Daddy's Twin Daughters

Demon Daddy's Twin Daughters

They said I needed to breed.
No one warned me I’d become obsessed.
Trinity was supposed to be a vessel—just a human with sharp eyes and a body built for obedience. She offered me an heir in exchange for freedom. Simple. Cold. Forgettable.
But then I tasted her.
Felt her break open around me.
Heard her whimper my name like a prayer.
Now she’s not just carrying my heir — she’s carrying two.
Twin daughters marked by my blood and her defiance.
And if anyone threatens them?
Threatens her?
I’ll ...