on my demon.
"Fuck, I'm going to come, sweetness," Magnus said, as though he'd sensed my thoughts. A few seconds later and his hot cum was filling my mouth. I wasn't sure if it was normal for demons to have so much cum, but it was a mouthful to say the least. That heat that had been in my belly flared, and it felt like something clicked into place within me.
My orgasm was unexpected and just as powerful as before. I tried to warn my kelpie but all I got out was his name before the wave of pleasure broke me. It felt like all my senses were heightened, like my skin had a new life to it, one where I could feel the thread count of the sheet, the smooth flatness of Magnus's tail, the rough skin of his fingers as he pulled and flicked my nipples, everything went into overdrive and I was suddenly even fuller than before.
Casper called out as he came, I heard it, I felt his cock inside me, every twitch and pulse, every thrum of the veins that surrounded it, the stubble of his manscaped pubic area, it all registered in my head. Was this the mate bond? It was nothing like people described. And if it wasn't then what the fuck was going on?
9
Magnus
I'd just had the best sex of my very long life. I'd also just found out that my mate was part demon—succubus if I was to guess—but definitely cambion of some kind. Based on what Buttercup had said in the kitchen earlier she didn't know, and I didn't know how to tell her.
When her skin began to change color in certain areas I was a little relieved. I hadn't wanted to be the one to tell her she was a demon, I mean how well would that go over? Hi, I just met you, and this is crazy but you're my mate, and part demon? Probably. Also, thanks for the mind-blowing sex. I got the feeling that the thank you would get lost in the perceived insult of being called a demon.
We had all collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily and resting in our post-orgasmic bliss. "What's happening to my skin?" Buttercup demanded a few moments later as she noticed the changes. "And why do I feel so...full."
"You want to take this one, Red?" Casper said, raising an eyebrow in question while throwing me under the bus.
I looked over my mate's shoulder and scowled at the kelpie. He knew exactly what he was doing. Buttercup looked at me, her pale skin darkening in patches to a deep purple. So far it was just her hands, breasts, and a patch on each hip, but they were spreading, as was the panicked look on her face.
"Sweetness, you feel full because you just fed for what I'm guessing is the first real time in your life. I don't know how to break this to you other than to just say it, but I'm ninety-nine percent sure your father was a demon. An incubus."
"Like the band?"
"The one from the two-thousands?" Casper asked with a snort.
"They have some jams! Don't judge me." Buttercup huffed.
"No, not the band," I cut in as Casper opened his mouth to reply. "Like the demon of legend. The male version of a succubus."
"So, I'm the product of a demon attacking my mom?" She sounded horrified, and her eyes went shiny as though she was fighting back tears.
"No, it was probably consensual. Incubus and succubus demons generally prefer willing partners. I doubt he knew that your mom was a siren though, because I'm fairly sure he wouldn't have had sex with her if that was the case. Incubi and succubi are more likely to reproduce when they pair with another supernatural being, but if they pair with each other, so one incubus and one succubus, then a baby is pretty much guaranteed, which is why they avoid each other for the most part. Neither of the demons make great parents. That’s why in all the lore about them they are usually pictured with humans, no babies that way."
Her chest was rising and falling so rapidly that I was worried she was about to hyperventilate. I didn't know what to say to make her feel better. I'd always been a demon, and besides, it's not like this kind of thing could spring itself on many people.
"Your mom really doesn't know who your dad is?" Casper asked.
"She told me she didn't, but we haven't