Page 9 of My Daddy is a Demon (Demons for Hire)
Valen
Sin is something I know plenty about. I spent a lifetime sinning. Taking what I wanted, hurting who got in the way, stepping on necks without remorse. I wound up in Hades because I earned a lifetime down there. I earned all the pain, all the sorrow I have known all this time. I do not deserve to find my mate in a beautiful creature, but I have. I am a demon, so deserving or not, I am taking what is mine.
It is a beautiful day out when I decide my mate needs more from me. For weeks, she has been growing with our child, her soft bell rounding with our little monster as we call him. Her due date will be very soon. It is hard to tell with her not being quite human and me being a demon, but I expect by the end of the month our little one will be here.
Before we bring our son home, I want her to become my wife. We’re mated in a way that cannot be undone, yes. We’ve branded each other with our marks, mine on her throat, hers on my shoulder. They will be seen by anyone who looks at us, even if they don’t understand what the marks mean.
My little bird deserves the world—so I plan to give it to her.
“Will this be our life now? Me out here making a fool of myself, while you watch me do it?”
Laughing as she twirls to face me, hands on hips, acting affronted that I have watched her practice magic for hours, I nod. “Oh yes, this will be our life. We will have little monsters here to watch you too, do not forget. We can make friends with the other shifters in town or maybe that little minx Mayhem has mated. Do you want friends, bird?”
Crossing the meadow towards me, she seems to think about this. My poor little girl has been alone for so long. That human who left this cottage and the land for her was a monster to her. Were she still alive, I would take great pleasure in ending her life just for my little bird to bear witness. But my little girl is sweet, so despite all that has been done to her, I doubt she would even allow it.
“Maybe we could find friends someday? Others like us who…who understand what we are. Who we would not have to hide from.”
“There are plenty of us out there. Mayhem is a fellow demon. Moon Haven is full of magical creatures. Has something to do with the ley lines here. There’s a warlock in town who knows all about it. Gareth, I believe. We had a run in once before, but I left him unscathed. He would be able to help us find friends.”
Iris giggles as she falls to the ground beside me, letting me cradle her close. I nuzzle my nose against hers, breathing in her sweet, clean scent. Her sigh makes my cocks pulse. I love every single sound she makes. Even the erratic ones she makes while she is working magic.
Tipping her head back, I brush my lips over hers. Kissing her is a magic of its own. I could do it for hours. We have done it for hours. Her soft little body fits to mine, her hands going to my horns, her tongue tangling greedily with mine. Being wanted the way she wants me, being able to pleasure her while she calls my name, is the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever experienced.
“Iris, little bird,” I whisper, tugging her chin so her gaze finds mine. “We do need some friends. I believe at least two will be needed.”
“We need two friends for…what?” Iris beams up at me and my dead heart thuds in my chest.
“Because we need to get married. I want to tie you to me in all the ways I can. With our mating bond, with our babies, and by the laws of this world, by becoming your husband. I do not have a last name, but I figure where I come from will work. I want you to be my wife.”
“Get married? Does it matter after we…I mean, yes, if you want to ask me to be your wife, the answer is yes. I love you. I love you so much and I can’t believe I get to have you. I don’t have to be alone. I will be your wife or your little girl, whatever you want, daddy.”
“I want it all, Iris. I want to put a ring on your finger,” I hold my hand up, thinking for a moment before a perfect ring materializes. I hold it out to her as she giggles again, letting me slide it on. “Have my babies. My name if you will take it. My mark on your body,” as I tick these things off, I shift us so she is beneath me, peeling off her dress.
With Iris lying bare beneath me, besides my ring on her left hand, she is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. And she is mine. For the rest of our lives, and beyond. We will be together throughout her lifetime and well past it. We truly get to have forever together.
I am about to mount her, to bury my cocks deep so they can knot inside of her, as if I could breed her again, when she says something. I stop, pulling back to give myself a moment to gain control. I lose it the moment I kiss her, or she touches me, or even looks at me. I said I would never get my fill of her, and I meant it.
“Say that again, little girl?”
“Can we do it today, daddy? Get married. If we need just two others, you can call your friend, the demon Mayhem. He has a mate. That is two. We would just need a preacher. I am sure….”
“We cannot be wed by a preacher; we do not follow their beliefs. It would not count. It has to count. We could call another witch. A witch can host any denomination, it will count. Do we know…. oh, yes, Gareth. I can summon him.”
“So yes, we can do it now? Today?”
Pulling back again, I frown down at her, confused. “Iris, do you not want what other mortals want? They have flowers, they dress up, they have little monsters who throw things at them. I have heard of cake. I very much want cake.”
Beneath me, she laughs, drawing me closer. I am rewarded with a sweet kiss before she teases me. “We can have cake, Valen. I will make it myself while you get the others here. Lots of frosting for that sweet tooth of yours. I do not need flowers or dresses. I just want to be your wife. Valen…baby, can we get married today?”
“Yes, Iris. Yes, my sweet bird, we can get married today. Go bake me a cake, I will be back at sundown with all that we need.”
That is how I wind up wandering through Moon Haven, gathering all the things I promised her. I find Mayhem with his mate, so we have witnesses. Her sister is married to Gareth, the warlock, so we have someone to officiate. I get the paperwork done at the courthouse with a little tricking on my part.
By the time the sun begins to set in the skies, we’ve got all we need to become husband and wife. We’re bound beyond a piece of paper, beyond speaking some words to one another. Still, I swore I would give this woman everything, so it will begin here by tying us together by the law of her land.
Back at the meadow, I am stunned with what I find. Mayhem brings his mate Cari, his nymph mate. Gareth is there too, waiting. Beneath an arch made of limbs and the flowers she grows in her garden, he waits. I go to stand where I am meant to, waving a hand to tame some of my monster features. I even conjure up a suit to wear.
“Looking weird as hell in clothes, Valen,” Mayhem teases.
“Can’t show off my goods. Those belong to the missus. Speaking of goods, putting yours to good use. Heard you’ve got another baby coming soon. Keeping your mate pregnant, as I hope to keep mine.”
“Oh, yes. My mate is beautiful pregnant.”
Just as I am about to debate whose mate is more beautiful while pregnant, I see her. I was stunned by her beauty the first day she called me to her. I found her scared, yet strong, standing her ground. Beautiful in her bravery. Now she beams, pregnant with my son, on her way to becoming my wife.
Iris does not dress up or do fancy looks. Being with the earth, getting dirty in her garden, that is where she prefers to be. I counted five dresses in her closet, nothing one would think of wearing to a wedding. I would marry her naked or covered in dirt if it meant she will be mine forever. My little girl is not naked nor covered in dirt.
Wearing a satin dress that shows off her beautiful creamy skin, she is a vision of perfection. Her red hair blows in the wind, curled around her face, a crown of flowers from her gardens in a crown atop her head. Her hand holds a small bouquet as well and I smile because she said she did not need flowers, but I know how she loves them.
“There she is,” I whisper as I go to meet her halfway. “My bride.”
“There he is,” she teases me beaming bright. “My groom. My mate.”
“Don’t forget daddy,” I whisper as I nuzzle my nose against hers. “I love you, sweet girl. Love you more than I can stand, and I hope it scars me the way my sins have. I hope it hurts sometimes. Because I never want to forget how good having you feels.”
“We’re supposed to say vows for them to hear,” she reminds me.
“They do not need to hear it all. It is just for you. I love you.”
“I love you too, daddy,” she whispers against my lips.
In front of Gareth, we repeat the vows that magic and mortal folks alike use. Promising to love, honor, and cherish one another for all time. We speak some words in our own language, ones none of those here can understand. It just matters that we understand them.
“I will never be alone now, even if something tried to separate us. You would always be with me. Here,” she presses her hand to her chest. “Where there was emptiness before, it is full. Full of you, of the way you take care of me, protect me, the way you love me.”
“You said I saved you, but I was saved by you. My soul is ruined, it was black, broken well before you found me. I do not deserve this new chance, this magical life, but I will take it anyway. I love you. I will love you forever. Nothing can take you from me or me from you.”
Drawing her close, I kiss her as I am told to do. It seals our fate. Seals our bond. We’re married in this world and the next. Tied together for all of time. I will never go without her love, and she will never be alone again. We will have a family, call those who showed up today our friends, and she will have all she wanted for so long.
I was a monster, a demon, a trickster who hurt others, laughed at their pain. Laughing was my way of shielding me from my own pain. My own loneliness and emptiness. How could I know that finding this creature could end all of that for both of us.
Because she got a demon daddy, and I got a magical good girl.