I would like to say first off, I am really enjoying this story. I hope you enjoy reading it. I can not get over how many typo's I had in the last chapter, I knew my keyboard had issues but damn! I'm going to have to fix that when I finish the story. I am running out of ideas, so any suggestions would be appreciated. Well on that note...Have fun reading!
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Keelie woke up alone. She had reached for Oran when the morning light had hit her face, all she found was an empty bed. She looked at the spot with disappointment. Was it so much to ask to wake up with the man? She sighed and slipped from her bed sheets, her naked body shivered in the cool morning air. She barely had enough time to put on an oversized t-shirt when her bedroom door slammed open.
"What's this I hear about you being hunted by a demon!" Her father roared. He was a tall, burly man, with large muscles, flaming red hair, bushy beard, and yellow-green eyes that fumed from anger.
"...Once again papa, you have your information wrong. To be specific, I am being hounded by an angel, and the man I took as a lover is the demon." She slipped on a pair of panties. Modesty was long lost on her father, she didn't see why she should care now. So many years of him barging in; just like this, while she was bathing; or, on more hilarious times, having sex. At least this time she wasn't entirely naked.
"...Please tell me I did not hear you right girl. Tell me you did not just say you took a demon as a lover." He was not pleased with the thought, and it was quite obvious on his face.
"You heard me right. You have been bothering me over my love life. A side from the rather annoying encounters of late, it's been very active lately." She was more exhausted over the angel's actions then traumatized. She didn't like being forced, but her mind was far stronger then a normal human's.
"I meant a HUMAN lover, or even, heaven forbid, a Fay! Not a creature of evil!" He took a seat at the edge of her bed and rubbed his temple, his large hands hiding most of his face.
"Sorry to disappoint you but I am very fond of this one. Besides he's more a troublemaker then evil. The evil one is that perverted Angel. Who would have thought, right?" She said that last part out loud more for herself then her father.
"Keelie listen. It is very, VERY dangerous for you to take a demon to bed. Since you both have immortal blood, if you bare his child you will be bound to him for eternity. You will never be free of him. Not even through death."
"I am aware of the dangers, thank you very much. Maybe I wouldn't mind being bound to him. He already took a blood oath to me." It had been the first time she had honestly thought about what could come to pass with Oran. She vaguely remembered him mentioning filling her womb...did that mean he wanted to claim her? Since when did the man jump ahead to these things? Wasn't it her job to get all sappy and starry eyed? She even misses her timing on this? Of course she wasn't stupid enough to say any of this to her old man.
"He did WHAT?!" He shot up off the bed and looked at her in complete disbelief.
"It started out as a precaution with a deal I made with him. I wasn't stupid enough to except a demon's word alone. Although he probably would have kept it..."
"Keelie, I forbid you to see this creature. I forbid it!"
"Oh? Wasn't that what grandpa had said about you and my mother? Or how about that harpy you slept with, maybe the mermaid or the succubus? Didn't think I knew about that last one did you? You listen carefully old man, I may have half your blood, but I have mother's temperament, so don't you dare mess with me! I plan on sleeping with Oran for a VERY long time and if you say anymore about "Forbidding" it, I'll kick you out on your ass and make sure mother knows exactly how many affairs you had in the past year!" She stormed out of the room and into her kitchen. She needed coffee.
For a moment, her father just stood their with his mouth gaping open. She was definitely her mother's daughter...and that was terrifying. Then the name of the man they had been arguing over hit him and he ran after her.
" Keelie, did you just say Oran...as in prince Oran? The most powerful demon of the underworld?" He watched her down a large cup of coffee...why the hell did human's need such crap every morning he didn't know. Just give him a morning rump and he was wide awake.
"His name is Oran...I can't remember if he said he was a prince or not. Why? What does it matter? He's still a demon."
"It's a hell of a lot worse Keelie. He is not just dangerous, he is deadly. He had been missing for nearly four centuries and he is still being talked about with fear. For the love of God, He's older then me!" He hoped maybe the age in itself would discourage her. Truthfully he had no idea how his daughter came in contact with the missing prince, but the situation was grave.
"...he barely looks 26. OK the age thing isn't exactly a turn on but I refuse to stop seeing him! I think I might be in..." Her face turned crimson as she tried to say the words.
"Don't! Don't even say it! ...If this is truly what you want...and you are prepared for the repercussions, I won't say anymore. I suppose having a demonic grandchild is better then no grandchild."
"Dad...let me ask you something. Why, for the love of all that is holy, do you want a grandchild? You are immortal, you can have thousands of kids."
"Simple. I don't care for parenting."
The look she gave her father was nothing short of hilarious. Her face sagged and her eyes seemed a little dead inside. "Thank you papa for that lovely statement."
"When you've been a father for a dozen or so children for generations it becomes exhausting. Let someone else handle all the crying and the whining."