Embracing The Demon - Celeste King

She worships her gods.
But no god can protect her from me.

I am the demon Volikan.
Battle hardened and cruel, my berserker rage is feared through all planes of existence.
And yet I am ripped from the battlefield by my king to play house with a tiny human woman half my size.

I am enraptured by her beauty.
My body is drawn to her in a way it has never been in the countless eons I've been alive.
I don't know why.

She's tiny.
She's loud.
And she's not afraid of me.

I will not succumb to her feminine charms.
I will not be swayed to mate with her and trade in my flame swords for baby bibs.

Then why is the only thing I can think about the softness of her eyes?
Her smell. Her touch.

And how much I want us to be a family?