Page 42 of My Guardian Demon

I turned my attention back to the pictures on my phone.

Onyx chuckled and kissed my cheek. He whispered in my ear, "You'll have my babies someday, anyway. They'll be beautiful cambions. Their human forms will look like a wonderful mix of my sexy human appearance and your beautiful human self. They'll be stunning."

A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine. I wanted that.

I closed my eyes and chose to ignore it. When I opened my eyes, I focused on the pictures.

"Wow, these are great. We look like the picture-perfect couple straight out of a human picture album."

Onyx laughed. "We are the picture-perfect couple, human or not. Though I am glad the human pictures meetyour approval. I hope the glasses gave you what you wanted."

"They did, thank you."

I put my phone on the counter and spun around on my kitchen stool. I was nose to abs with Onyx.

"Mmm. Perfect," I said.

I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer, then unbuckled his belt.

"What are you doing?"

"I need to see one more thing while I have these glasses on." I kissed the V of his hips, then looked up at his face and grinned. "Mainly, can I still feel the demon bumps I love on your cock while it looks human? It's an experiment."

Onyx laughed. "Test that on me all you want."

Chapter 22

Wynn

"What? When's his birthday?" I practically shouted at Osian.

He held both hands up in self defense.

I drew in a deep breath and released it, trying to calm myself. "Sorry. Please tell me. When's his birthday?" We sat on my couch after class, waiting for Onyx to return from visiting his hacker contact.

Osian stared at me. He blinked a few times, then held up a finger to indicate one minute and disappeared into my kitchen. Osian came back holding a calendar. He put it on the coffee table and flipped it to this month. He pointed to tomorrow.

"His birthday is tomorrow, but he never said anything?"

Osian shrugged. He gave me the impression that birthdays weren't important to demons. I was getting pretty good at interpreting Osian's silences.

"We have to go shopping! We need to get him a cake and presents and decorations. I can't believe it's tomorrow, but he didn't say anything."

Osian looked at me like it wasn't a big deal.

"Even if you guys didn't make it a big deal before, he's with me now. It's a big deal to me." I narrowed my eyes at him. "When's your birthday?"

Osian eyed me warily and pointed to a date in April, before I'd met him.

"Okay fine. You're excused for now but expect a big deal in April," I warned. "We still need to go to the store today for Onyx."

Osian nodded solemnly but balked every time I suggested a store.

I finally convinced Osian to take me to the local supercenter because it would be a one-stop shop.

At the store, I put a "Happy Birthday" cookie cake in my cart. Osian thought Onyx would like it best out of our choices. Then we headed toward the decor section.

We stumbled across a variety pack of "the world's hottest hot sauces." One of them was named "From Hell." I laughed about it, and the sauce pack immediately went in the cart.

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