Demon Cant Help It
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Maksim chuckled. “Oh, I think we did.”
He cuddled her closer still, his hands stroking over her large belly. The man was obsessed with her pregnant body, which she had to admit she liked. Maksim always made her feel beautiful, even with swollen feet and a popped-out belly button.
“And you know which part I thought was the most unusual?”
He lifted his head to peer at her in the shadowy light of their bedroom, a huge master bedroom in a gorgeous house in the Garden District. Maksim’s wedding present to her.
“Let me see, was it the fact that you, very pregnant with another man’s baby, married me, a demon?”
Jo laughed. “No, that wasn’t what I was thinking about.”
“Could it be that most of our wedding party were lampirs?”
“And a half-demon,” she added.
“And a half-demon.”
“No.” Jo grinned.
“Hmm. How about the fact that the wedding band was all vampires?”
“And one werewolf,” Jo added.
“Right, and one werewolf.”
“Nope,” Jo said again with a little giggle.
Maksim smiled too, clearly enjoying her merriment. “Well, I can’t imagine what else could have made it more unusual.”
“That we went with devil’s food cake instead of the usual white cake with buttercream frosting.”
Maksim stared at her for a moment, then laughed. “You are too much.”
Jo laughed, too, then stopped when the baby kicked her hard. Maksim lifted his head, watching her bare belly. Both of them never ceased to be fascinated by the little person growing inside her.
“We are going to have, like, five more of these,” Maksim said, shaping his hand over her belly, smiling when their daughter kicked again. They’d been together for the sonogram that revealed Jo’s intuition had been right. They decided to name her Kara. Kara seemed to approve—because she had not reappeared to Joe.
“Let’s have this one first,” said Jo, although she already knew she wanted more, too. Maksim, who now admitted he’d originally only volunteered at the community center to be near her, turned out to be one kid-crazy guy. And he could now honestly sway he was a member of Big Brother/Big Sister. Damon was his little brother.
“You’re sure you don’t mind being married to a demon? Having a demon’s children?
Jo lifted her head to look at him. “Of course I am. And your sister seems fine.”
Maksim made a face at that. “Most of the time, when she’s not writing books that incite other demons to curse her into a cat.”
Jo raised up on her elbow. She frowned. It did seem Ellina had ticked off some powerful beings. More strange things had happened to her since escaping Boris. Not that Ellina took the occurrences as anything serious.
“Just the usual mishaps,” she’d said. Like nearly being run down by a car—not once but twice in as many weeks—was normal. Or that fact the her apartment had been ransacked.
Jo sighed, knowing Ellina’s heedlessness worried Maksim a lot.
“I have no regrets,” Jo said, wanting to draw his attention away from fretting. “I love being married to a demon. Even when you’re red and scaly.”
“Oh, we are not going to even speculate on how much you like my demon self. You kinky thing.”
She laughed. “Plus you are a pretty reformed demon these days.”
“Shh, you’re ruining my reputation.”
She laughed again, but the sound died on her lips as his hand sloped down over the swell of her belly, heading to the place on her body that always ached for his touch. He leisurely stroked her, her arousal slicking his fingers.
“Mmm,” he moaned. He loved her reaction to him.
“I do have one concern,” she managed to say, even though it was darn near impossible to focus when he swirled his finger like that—with just the right pressure.
Said finger paused.
“What’s that?”
“Well, you are never going to age and I will,” she said.
He was quiet, then said in a strained voice, “I will figure that out. We will be together forever.”
She smiled. “Well, I do have a plan.”
“You do?”
“Well, I do have four best friends who are lampirs. So I figured they could help me out. Would you be okay with being married to a lampir?”
“As long as the lampir is you. Then definitely.”
He kissed her and that talented hand of his started moving again. Oh, being married to a demon was unusual, but she was loving every minute of it.
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