Page 97 of Bel's Bewildering Assistant

Asmos was crying as well as he shuffled closer.

“Have you thought of a name?” Asmos asked.

Atlas exchanged a look with Bel and received a nod.

“We would love for you to meet our son, Caym,” Atlas announced proudly.

“Caym,” Asmos repeated in reverence.

“Caym,” Lucifer said. “Welcome to our realm, little one.”

“Caym.” Bel bent to kiss the top of their son’s head. “We already love you.”

“Yes, we do,” Atlas whispered before turning his head and kissing his mate. “And I love you.” With his whole heart. His heart full of love and family.

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Bel

Rocking his young one in his arms, Bel hummed an old hell song to his sleeping son. His beautiful, sweet, and sleepy baby boy. The baby was the perfect mixture of human and demon. A first of his kind. Hopefully not the last. Not that Bel was ready to even consider having another child yet but maybe someday.

That left his friends to fill the void of not having enough babies in the realm.

With how attentive and involved that Asmos was, Bel was really hoping that he would be the next to find a mate and carry a child. Beelz was a good candidate as well as he was realm-hopping, actively searching for his mate. Mammon was already taking precautions to make sure that it wasn’t him in the lineup. Bel would wish his friend luck but knew from personal experience that when the fates decided to bless someone, nothing would stop what was meant to be.

So many changes for demonkind in such a short time. Great changes that all of them hadn’t even known that they needed.

Swaddled in a soft white blanket, Caym gave a little huff before sighing in his sleep.

The baby might only be a week old, but Caym’s personality and abilities were already making an appearance. He was an amazing baby. So good and sweet. Taking after Atlas’s easygoing ways. Just as Bel had hoped.

“You’re going to have to put him in the crib to sleep eventually.”

Still rocking, Bel turned toward his mate, who stood leaning against the wall of the nursery. “I was just waiting on you. Everything good with the paperwork?”

“Yes. I shouldn’t have worried. Our demons are happy to step in and help to give us time with our son.”

“I did tell you that,” Bel pointed out.

“Fine.” Atlas rolled his eyes. “Did Raphael stop by?”

Bel turned again, this time to place his sleeping baby in his crib. He made sure his son was comfortable before straightening. He knew what his mate really wanted to know and it wouldn’t hurt to make Atlas wait.

He patted his little one and turned.

“He couldn’t make it?” Atlas asked in disappointment.

Bel strode to the open doorway leading to the master bedroom. Just before reaching the threshold, Bel yanked his shirt over his head. “You have two minutes to get in bed or I’m fucking you.”

Only two steps into the room, Atlas tackled him from behind, pressing his erection against Bel. He kissed the back of Bel’s neck before nipping the mating mark that Bel still sported.

“We both know you’re dying to have my cock buried inside you,” Atlas declared, pushing his erection harder against him.

Bel wished both their clothes away. Maybe he was the one that was needy. He didn’t care. Atlas was the perfect mate and never questioned or denied Bel. Turning, he pulled Atlas up against his chest. “I love you, mate.”

Atlas smiled as his blue eyes sparkled. “I love you too. Who knew following a monster out of a movie theater would bring me so much joy?”

“Not a monster.” Bel rolled his eyes. “Unless you call me your monster.”

“How about my everything?” Atlas suggested before pulling Bel’s head down to his. “Because that is what you are, Bel. My everything.”

“That’s perfect, my mate. My perfect mate.” Bel kissed him deeply.