Nero found that Nina seemed to settle better when he held her in his right arm. At first it was odd to see his baby daughter nestled soundly in the crook of his devil bringer.
It made him think of all the times he had used it to cause destruction and death to his opponents and found it funny that what he considered a weapon was where his daughter was happiest.
Generally people turned tail or shied away from him when they noticed it. To avoid that he kept it covered the best he could, saved trouble that way, but since Nina had been born he found that he rarely did.
It put him at ease somewhat knowing that, much like her mother, she didn't care that he was a devil or that he had physical traits of one. She just saw him as her father, even though she was still a baby he knew that she knew who he was.
He flexed his talons slightly as the little girl stared at him intently as if she were studying him. Since she had been born he felt as if his heart was in a constant state of near combustion.
Nero smiled down at her placing a light kiss against her forehead eliciting a small gurgle in response. She brought her small hands up to her face and jammed one in her mouth sucking on her own fingers.
"You're so silly." Nero said readjusting her so he held her head in both of his hands. "Ready?"
He stood up holding onto her securely and dipped her down slightly. "Uh-oh! Uh-oh!" He said playfully as Nina smiled and drooled. She hadn't laughed yet making it his goal to make her to do so.
"I hate it when you do that." Patty said walking in the room. "I keep thinking you're gonna drop her."
"I won't drop her." He replied doing it again.
"You going over to the shop later to check on it?" She asked.
"Probably should, told the old Man I would." He said strapping Nina into her small rocker that sat on the table. "Anyone calls while I'm there I could take the job."
"Or you could stop by, check on it and come back home." She offered sweetly.
"What's in it for me?" He asked grabbing her by the wrist lightly pulling her closer to him.
"Why spoil the surprise?" She quipped kissing him gently. Nero brushed some hair away from her face deepening the kiss.
"So I'm gonna go and check on the shop real quick." He said breaking the kiss and grabbing his coat. "You better not be teasing me."
"I'll make good on it." She said as Nero walked out the door. "See Nina...that's how you handle boys."
Kyrie walked down into the kitchen of the house they were renting in her two piece bikini. It had been a present for her at her bridal shower from their friends who had known where she was going on her honeymoon, it had been a surprise from Dante.
For the last week they had spent it on the tropical island with the ocean as their back yard and exotic trees for shade. She was used to the ocean and hadn't realized how much she had missed the smell of salt in the air and the sound of the waves washing up the sand.
Dante sat at the island in the middle of the room and did a double take as she walked in.
"Wow. Where have you been hiding that?" He asked his eyes nearly popping from his head.
"In my suitcase." She replied innocently. "I was saving it, can't spoil you all at once."
"I appreciate that." He said as she went to the fridge. "What are your plans for today?"
"Well I can't decide if I want to drink on the sun porch, the beach or out on the cabana." She stated.
"Hard choice." He replied smirking.
"I know." Kyrie said with a sarcastic tone. "My life is just so hard." Dante couldn't help but laugh as his wife suppressed a giggle.
"Anything I can do to make it easier?" He questioned allowing his eyes to roam up and down her exposed skin.
"You can join me." She offered.
"Then I say we give the cabana another try." He replied. "I will have sex with you in that hammock before we leave if it kills me."
"Or me when it tips over and you crush me." She quipped back.
"I said I was sorry." He said. "It was a slight miscalculation on my part and a little too much whiskey."
Kyrie padded closer to him taking his lips with hers. She felt his hands rest on the small of her back and move down to her rear. In turn she ran hands down his chiseled chest massaging the muscle slightly.
"I love feeling you up." Dante whispered huskily moving down her neck kissing at the scar he had given her. He loved all of her scars, she did have quite a few but he did too, but the one he gave her was his favorite.
"Funny, I feel the same way about you." She said. "Before we were together and you'd walk around with out your shirt on, some days it was hard to keep my eyes to myself."
"Oh really?" He asked with a laugh. Her cheeks erupted in a blush as she nodded her head. "Well then, finally the truth comes out."
"Like you never noticed." She stated receiving a shrug from her mate.
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." He said kissing her again. "Think you're pregnant yet?"
"Dante it's only been a week since we've started trying." She said running her hands through his hair.
"I know but one time's all it takes." He said holding her flush against him. "You could be already."
"Well if you figure it out before I do let me know." She said. "For now I'm willing to try the hammock."
"Don't have to tell me twice sweetie." He said jumping up from his chair and following close behind her out the door.
The cabana was made from faux wicker and resembled a thatch roof hut. Silky curtains could be closed for privacy but wasn't visible from the dirt road that led to the beach anyways.
The infamous hammock hung from four posts with heavy rope. It was the size of a full sized bed adorned with throw pillows. There was ample space for them to lay down together. It would just take some skill to perform on it.
Dante shed his shorts sitting on the hammock and scooting over to the middle knocking off most of the pillows in the process. Timidly Kyrie joined him.
She snuggled close to her husband as he laid on his side and enveloped her in his arms. Kyrie nuzzled against his neck and shoulder as he breathed in the scent of her hair deeply.
His hand ran lazily up and down her side catching on the tied straps of her bikini bottom. The urge to take them off was great but all the same he wanted her to leave the suit on leaving him torn between the two decisions.
Kyrie ran her hand up the rivets and dips of the muscles in his torso. She had always thought that Nero had been well toned with his leaner build but Dante was taller and broader than Nero ever would be.
She enjoyed the way his skin twitched and crawled under her touch. It made her own flesh tingle as his fingers ran along her own dips and curves.
Her hand moved down lower to his inner thigh and across his hip. Dante closed his eyes and hummed slightly smirking.
"Feel nice?" She asked receiving a nod. Her hand moved closer to his pubic area as she ghosted her finger tips above him. "How about that?"
Dante cracked an eye open at her taking her teasing hand in his and placing it against his hardening member.
"Answer your question?" He asked back taking her lips in a kiss as she began to stroke him slowly. His fingers hooked under the bikini top untying the strap at her neck pulling it down in seemingly one fluid motion.
Kyrie ran her tongue along her mates lower lip as he grazed his teeth along hers causing her to moan softly into his mouth. "You like that baby?"
She nodded her head the best she could as his fingers ran up her exposed breasts and down again cupping underneath. He trailed kiss and nips down her jaw and neck before settling at her chest.
He ran his tongue across her nipple slowly causing it to perk and harden. Kyrie stroked his hair as he sucked and nibbled on her skin contently.
After must debate he decided that in fact he did want her bottoms to come off as felt himself wanting her more. He hooked his thumb in the tie and pulled easily unknotting it.
His hand reached in to caress her hip and thigh before reaching into her center. He chuckled softly taking his hand away to look at his fingers that were coated in her juice. "Turned on much?"
Kyrie couldn't help the blush that spread across her cheeks as she sat up easily untying the the other side of her bathing suit and peeled it off of herself tossing it aside.
"This time why don't I top?" She whispered lustfully. "That way I'll crush you when we fall."
"You? Crush me?" He questioned amused.
"It could happen." She replied straddling her hips across his. She grabbed his member stroking it while rubbing it against herself lightly.
She let out a moan as her head lolled back slightly at the tingles and sparks of pleasure the act gave her.
Dante placed his hands on her hips to steady her somewhat as the hammock swayed gently. She eased him into her grasping at his hands as he entered her.
Dante entwined his fingers with hers as she moved her hips on top of his driving him deeper in her with each thrust. He bucked his hips burying himself in her.
"Kyrie, Kyrie...yeah baby, just like that..." Dante encouraged enjoying the added sensation that came with the view as his mate moved against him.
He felt the growl escape his throat from his parted lips which in turn made Kyrie moan a bit louder. "Yeah. You like that don't you? You like it I left the devil out to play."
"You should let him out to play completely." She offered slowly down her pace considerably.
"What do you mean?" He asked raising a brow at her. She leaned down so she was laying on top of him while he was still in her. Her lips graced his ear with her warm breath as she let out a soft, giddy giggle.
"Trigger." She said it as it were a naughty secret causing him you growl lower in his throat.
"I don't want to hurt you." He replied kissing her cheek and worked his way to her lips.
"I'm not a delicate flower." She quipped sitting back up on him. "You won't hurt me. I'm your mate, even when you didn't have control of yourself you still knew who I was."
"You are my little flower." He whispered lovingly. "My sweetest honey." Kyrie felt as if she could nearly lose herself in the sincerity of his glacial orbs.
She laid back on top of him slightly to feel more of his skin against hers as she continued to move him inside of her. His hands held onto her back rubbing small circles on her skin as he enjoyed the slow pace.
"I want all of you." She said gently. "All of you always."
"Kyrie, you have all of me." He soothed. "I'm all yours, my human and devil side."
"Then give me your devil." She replied. He motioned for her to move off of him which she did carefully. Dante glanced around the space deciding to trigger outside lest he blow the roof off the place with the energy surge that generally followed.
"I have to step outside to do it." He said. Kyrie gave a nod making herself comfortable on the hammock. Dante on the other hand suddenly felt his nerves go into overdrive.
He had never, for obvious reasons, had sex while in his devil form. He was worried that he may get out of control and not be able to reel himself back in or not realize he was being too rough.
For a moment he stood feeling his devil chomping at the bit to be let loose on his mate. Dante took a few deep breaths to steady himself feeling the electrical charges course through his veins that zapped into his muscles and finally escaped from his flesh.
The change was nearly instantaneous, it always had been, but it still felt like a process that left him feeling slightly bewildered. His senses heightened extraordinarily from sight, hearing, smell and even intuition.
He stretched out his wing span as his tail whipped around a few times. He could feel Kyrie's eyes on him as he bade his time to turn around.
It wasn't as if she hadn't seen him in his current form, what he had been told was actually his true form while his humanoid appearance was the disguise, even still there was a small nagging doubt that she would be frightened of him or worse disgusted.
He turned around slowly eliciting a slinky come hither gesture from his mate. In an instant his confidence was restored as he crossed the short distance back to the small hut.
"You took too long." She said climbing off the hammock. "Now I have to start all over again to work you up." Swiftly Dante grasped under her thighs lifting her off the ground.
Kyrie wrapped her legs around his waist as he pressed her against one of the posts enveloping her in his wing span. She felt him enter her in the all in the same movement forcing a small gasp from her.
She grasped at his shoulders grasping at the leathery armor that was his skin and nestled against his neck. He growled in a contented way making a clicking sound in his throat.
His tongue snaked out to lavish on his mark that she adorned and proudly showed when ever she could, the one that claimed her as his. Dante slammed himself into his lover feeling her hot kisses travel along his neck and jaw where she could reach.
Kyrie dug her nails into him trying to scratch at the armored plates that made up his flesh to no avail. Dante readjusted her slightly to take her lips with his.
She moaned loudly as she ran her tongue over his sharp fangs nicking the smooth muscle drawing blood. Dante caressed the wounded area with his own tongue the taste of his mates blood exciting him more and his thrusts became more frenzied.
Dante felt her tense as she screamed into his open mouth as her orgasm ripped through her leaving her somewhat lax in his grip. He speeded up the pace as safely as he could feeling himself erupt inside of her.
The first few times they had tried he inherently pulled out only to curse afterwards. He just did it with out thinking seeing as how it was second nature for him to do so. However when he finally did spill his seed in her he knew there was no going back from the sheer pleasure and excitement it gave him.
Kyrie shut her eyes and reopened them a moment later to see her husband looking back at her with human eyes. Lazily she kissed him as he moved them back to the hammock laying down.
"Ready for round two?" She asked after a few minutes had passed. Dante felt a wide smile cross his lips as he felt his devil spark back up inside of him.