Chapters (42)
- Charming Your Dad
- Spotify Playlist
- Dedication
- Content Warning
- 1. Blair
- 2. Dax
- 3. Blair
- 4. Dax
- 5. Blair
- 6. Dax
- 7. Blair
- 8. Dax
- 9. Blair
- 10. Blair
- 11. Dax
- 12. Blair
- 13. Dax
- 14. Blair
- 15. Dax
- 16. Blair
- 17. Blair
- 18. Blair
- 19. Dax
- 20. Blair
- 21. Dax
- 22. Blair
- 23. Dax
- 24. Blair
- 25. Dax
- 26. Dax
- 27. Blair
- 28. Blair
- 29. Dax
- 30. Dax
- 31. Blair
- 32. Dax
- 33. Blair
- 34. Blair
- 35. Blair
- 36. Dax
- About the Author
- Acknowledgements
“Ugh, vacation is so much better. What’s the point of being immortal if you have a fucking job?” She’s not wrong, but she loves the thrill of the hunt just as much as I do. Last week, I had to tone her down a little when she was torturing a demon with fire. My cock gets hard thinking about the blood lust in her eyes from that night. It’s almost guaranteed that we’re fucking after we do something violent. It’s a never-ending cycle that I don’t ever want to remove myself from.
This little witch has captured my mind, body, and soul. Where she goes, I go.
“You’ll have to bring that up with your father.”
She rolls her eyes and lies on her back again.
I crawl on top of her, my elbows bracketing her face as I pepper her with kisses. “Don’t you enjoy traveling around the universe with me?” I say, kissing behind her ear. Her body is warm from the sun as it presses up against mine. I love seeing her like this, relaxed, with no cares in the world. These last few years have been hard between Ryan’s passing and what Blair did to keep Stevie forever. But time is healing us both. I want more of these moments. Blair, soft with no tension beneath me, just us.
“I couldn’t imagine life any other way,” she says. Her fingers tangling around the hair at the nape of my neck.
“You know, I never put much weight into soul mates, but I think you’re mine,” I tell her. Her magic unfurls, her eyes pink as she looks at me. I love that she has fully embraced her demon side. It doesn’t hurt knowing your partner’s mood by the color of their eyes. It’s saved me a lot of trouble. I see red eyes, I run for the hills. Blue eyes, I’m giving her whatever her heart desires. Purple eyes, we’re fucking on the spot. Pink eyes continue to be my favorite, and one of her standard settings when we’re together. Knowing how much she feels for me is more than a meager demon like myself could have ever hoped for.
“I think so too,” she says, kissing the side of my mouth. I’ll never get tired of her touch. Her fingers play with the back of my hair, and I contemplate risking a sandy dick to be inside of her right now.
“I’ll make you a deal. You get your fine ass up so we can go to Hell. Whatever dimension our mission is in, I’ll take you on a shopping spree.”