Page 10 of My Daddy is a Demon (Demons for Hire)
One year later…
Valen
Sometimes I still love to play tricks. I was a trickster during my time in Hades, after all. I was well known for teasing or taunting my victims or even those I considered friends. It should come as no surprise I love playing tricks on my wife as well.
Watching her sputter as the confetti shoots all over her, I let out a roar of laughter. Seated on a blanket, our son Leif, giggles with me as she glares back at me, beautiful face covered in confetti. Her frown fades fast, a smile overtaking her face, lighting up her eyes.
Damn, I love this woman.
“Cute. Very cute, demon,” she huffs, swiping the mess off her face. Laughing, she gently spreads confetti pieces all over Leif’s face, making our little guy erupt with laughter.
“I love you two so much,” I mutter as she scoops our son up, sitting beside me on the blanket.
It’s a beautiful day and we’re taking advantage of it, having a picnic in her favorite spot by the lake. We will swim and eat and play with our son in the sunshine. Back at home I will cook for us, put our guy to bed, and spend the rest of the night making love to my wife.
Reaching out, I swipe some more confetti off her face, taking the lunch she packed out of the picnic basket. I told her I had a surprise for her. It’s pink confetti because we’ve got a little girl on the way. Of course, we have no secrets since she has honed her clairvoyance.
“This means I was right. We’re having a little girl?”
“Yes, wife, we’re having a little girl. Your little guy will be a big brother in a few months,” I hum, rubbing my hand over her belly again.
Iris sighs, laying back against my chest as I cater to her. Leif crawls up on my back, holding my horns as he pretends to ride me like a noble steed. I let them both do what they want, happier than a lark to be anything my little ones need.
Life up here has been much different than my first go-round a few hundred years ago. I like it. I love spending days just like this with my wife, with my son. I don’t go to town much, because I hate creating a human form, because most of the town was cruel to my wife.
If I had my way, I would decimate the entire town, save for a few folks including our new friends, and start over with people who understand magic is not a bad thing. Having abilities, powers, knowing how to harness your energies is not a bad thing. They never should have ostracized my mate for it.
“Do we need anything from town?” I wonder as I brush my lips over her shoulder, the breeze fluttering her crimson hair.
“No, I don’t think so. Mayhem brought groceries the last time they went to town. He knows we rather not go to town.”
Nodding, I brush my lips over the mark on her neck that brands her as mine. It flickers with light for a moment, and she sighs. I kiss it again, making her sigh once more. I love how her magic shows itself. Whether it’s in how she grows her precious garden, showing magic to our son to entertain him, or how it comes to life when we make love, it's a beautiful sight to witness.
“We will have to do another meal,” I suggest, tugging at the strap of her dress. “It is nice having them here. Their littles have fun with Leif. Our little girl will have friends waiting for her.”
“Yes, she will be a spoiled little girl. Just like her mama.”
Grinning down at her, I nod, nuzzling my nose against hers. We’ve got a good life. A life neither of us ever dreamed we could have. I have a good woman who would do anything for her family. For the ones she loves. A woman who is powerful in her magic yet never uses it to hurt others.
There was just that one time. That man who tried to burn down her land before he tried to take her for himself, he came back once. I was going to tear his limbs off one at a time, but she got to him first. No woman will ever have to worry about him taking what he wants—because she tore off one very specific limb.
“I love you,” I whisper again, watching her eyes shimmer in the afternoon light. “I was a monster before you came into my life. I would have stayed a monster had you never called out to me. If not for you, I would still be in Hades, living in literal hell. I am so damn lucky. I love you all so much.”
“We love you too, daddy. All three of us love you,” she husks, her smile big, her eyes shining at me. “I love you most. I will love you forever and always. For the rest of eternity.”
“That is a good place to start, little girl. Good place to start.”
“Yes, daddy, eternity is a good place to start. “