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Over the next two weeks, we spend our time celebrating the season, decorating the tree, and decorating our house. It truly felt magical, especially with all the laughter and love filling the house. Now I see why a lot of people loved Christmas. It wasn’t about the religious aspect per se, but about being around loved ones and celebrating together.
We had a Christmas get-together on Christmas Eve with Thea and Gus. We had invited Heath, but he was celebrating this year with his partner and family. Thea brought over tons of presents for the kids. We let her know she didn’t have to,but she scolded us, letting us know that she was going to do what she wanted and to let her spoil them. She was Felicity’s godmother after all.
We each gave the kids one present to open on Christmas Eve before they went to bed. I had the fireplace lit as we hung out and opened presents in the living room together. The boys were roughhousing around, and everyone stopped in their tracks when Gus suddenly barked at them.
“Knock it off, you two!” His voice was booming and deep. Draven stared at him, wide-eyed and mouth agape.
I looked at him quizzically, wondering what he was seeing. He looks over to me. “His aura changed. He isn’t human,” he whispered. Gus hears him and grunts at his remark.
“You’re correct, he’s not. But that’s a bit rude to say out loud, Draven. Not everyone wants others to know they aren’t human.” I give him a pointed look as I try to teach him the rules that only we have to abide by.
Even though I have known Gus for about twelve years, I still didn’t know the type of supernatural he was. He wouldn’t tell anyone or talk about anything; it was still a mystery. I had a suspicion that Blair was starting to pick up on it, or eventually would with her powers growing. That was one of the things that would come naturally to her, and something he couldn’t hide from, but she kept it to herself, showing respect for the old man.
By the time Thea and Gus had left, it was time for the kids to go to bed. We read them all a bedtime story and tucked them into their beds, making sure they were cozy. Waverly had fallen asleep, milk drunk at the breast, still suckling Blair’s nipple as she slept. Blair went and laid her down in her crib before she came back into the living room.
Blair and I spent the rest of the night on the couch, enjoying some wine next to the fire as we got ready for Christmas morning. The snow was falling outside, creating white blankets of snow for tomorrow. I had a feeling that the three older kids would be outside playing in the fresh snow come morning time.
“Looks like we will be having a white Christmas,” I point out to Blair. She looks out through the windows and smiles.
“Seems so,” she murmurs, looking back at me. “Merry Christmas Asmodeus,” she leans forward, giving me a kiss.
“Merry Christmas Blair,” I murmured against her lips as I deepened the kiss. I spend the next hour cherishing my mate, making love to her on the couch as the fire roars next to us. A very merry Christmas indeed.
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Epilogue ch 3 -Asmodeus
4 years later
We had decided to celebrate Blair’s and Orias’ birthdays together. He turned two on July 24th, and Blair turned 39 on August 3rd. I wanted to have separate birthday parties, but she said it wasn’t a big deal. I would have to take her on a special date and dinner, then to celebrate hers, just the two of us. I would not stand for my mate not getting special treatment on the day she was born. Having a birthday party was a compromise with her.
There were a lot of compromises in our relationship now after having five children. Felicity was now ten years old and in her preteen phase. Draven and Belthor turned eight. And Waverly was turning five on October 24th. Three out of our five children were now in grade school, while Blair took care of the younger two at home. We had our hands full, but our lives were full of fun and chaos. We had planned on having a birthday party at the beginning of August, right before schoolstarted back up in September.
We had a small cake and family dinner for Orias on his birthday, but the bigger celebration with all our family and friends was going to be held on the weekend, two weeks after his birthday.
I sent the kids to Thea’s house for the weekend to take Blair out on a special date for her birthday, despite her protests. I want to celebrate with her. She didn’t have many more birthdays to celebrate before the magic from my bond mark would take effect. With it, she would stop aging and become nearly immortal alongside me.
I decided to make a dinner reservation and a hotel reservation at one of the fine dining restaurants in Manhattan. It was only a two-hour drive from our house to the city. Of course, I made it a surprise. I had gone to the boutique and bought her a gorgeous emerald green satin dress for the occasion. The hotel I picked had a lovely view of Central Park and was close to the museums. It had a Jacuzzi tub in it for us to enjoy.
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Orias stopped breastfeeding a couple of days after his second birthday, which meant my mate could go into heat at any moment. I tried not to show it, but I was unbelievably excited that she was going into heat again. It’s been too long since the last one. I was feral for her and missed her being pregnant. She was a natural at being a mother, and it was one of the sexiest things ever.
It took almost an entire month for her heat to kick in. A couple of weeks after their birthday party celebration, she went into heat. It was August 21st, which meant the kids hadnot gone back to school yet. When I realized that her heat was about to start, I could smell the change on her. I reached out to Thea, who gladly took them off our hands for a few days.
It was difficult to explain to the kids what mommy and daddy were doing during her heat. I knew that Felicity was old enough that she started to understand what was going on, but not the others. During every heat, it was a getaway for the kids. A way for them to have some fun without mom and dad. They called Thea grandma, and she absolutely loved it.
I’m glad they have her too, or else they would have no grandma in their life. I wish Blair’s mom were here to see them, meet them, and get to know them. I know they would all get along. I guess I could see if my father or mother wanted to come up to Earth to see them, but it was hard to get ahold of them. My parents were always busy with their businesses or endeavors.
We had dropped off the kids at Thea’s house and came straight home. Even though we had sex regularly and on a constant basis, there was something special about her heat. It was the only time I would go into rut, and the only time she could get pregnant. The only reason we knew this was because I have tried many, many times to get my mate pregnant outside of her heat window. Plus, she wasn’t on any birth control.
Her scent and body constantly begged me for my seed, begging to be filled and impregnated. Her scent alone would throw my instincts into overdrive, which didn’t make sense to me. If she couldn’t get pregnant outside of her heat, why was her scent telling me she was fertile?
Seeing how we had five children already, I made sure to getmore and more creative. Creating and giving myself many opportunities to fill my mate up at any chance I could get. Even eleven years later, I still spent half my time sleeping with my cock inside her. Either we fell asleep that way after I gave her orgasms and I came inside her, or I would wake up in the middle of the night and use her tight, hot, wet heat as a sleeve for my cock to rest in as we slept. Then in the morning, she would awake with me fucking her. I made sure she always carried my scent, marking her as mine in every way.
We had made some upgrades to the treehouse over the years, and it really has become something truly magnificent. We added more slides, swings, chairs, and another “house” for the kids to play in. Before we had left to drop the kids off, I had snuck off, going to the treehouse to set up an entire mattress with pillows, blankets, candles, and twinkly lights.
