MOSTRO

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

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FAYE was frozen, finger pointed as straight as possible as she stared at the beast in front of her. Deimos stared, wide-eyed as well. He quickly dissolved his monstrous image, converting back to the normal human that she knew him as. But it was too late. 

The damage was done.  Faye quickly turned and ran inside, running up the stairs, into the bedroom, jumping on the bed, and hiding under the covers. She sniffled as tears streamed down her face, listening to the footsteps of Deimos come closer and closer.  The door creaked open as she gasped, holding her breath and hoping he wouldn't see her under the lump of blankets. 

"Il mio bambino (my baby), please come out," he begged, his voice soft and quiet. He could see her right there but he knew she was scared and he wasn't going to approach her. 

"Please, baby and I can explain everything." 

But Faye only curled tighter, sniffling and shaking. Deimos felt his chest hurt watching her.  Is this heartbreak? He thought. 

"M-Monster," was the only thing that Faye could stutter. 

Deimos felt his heartbreak even more. 

"Y-You're right," he whispered. "I am a monster."  Faye stopped sniffling and listened.  "I should've shown you a long time ago. I should've told you, should've warned you. But now, look at you. Hiding under the blankets while you're mated to some animal." 

Faye felt her heartbreak also. 

Did he think he was an animal? Regardless of his appearance, Faye couldn't resist the pull to him. Because we're Mates, that's why, she thought. 

"I'm sorry, little one, I'll leave you alone," he whispered and began to back out of the door. 

In the corner of his eye, he saw movement. Quickly, a little hand shot out, looking for another. He stared at the hand, realizing it was Faye wanting him to come over.  He slowly walked over, giving her time to retract the hand if wanted, but she did not. He reached out, softly intertwining his fingers with her own, kneeling on the ground so he didn't have to reach so far. 

"Y-You're n-not an a-animal," Faye whispered, still under the covers. 

Deimos felt his heart soar, knowing she didn't think of him as a monster or an animal. He was elated, not only was she willingly holding his hand but she was comforting him.  It should be the other way, he thought. 

"Baby, can you come out so I can see your gorgeous eyes?" He asked, looking at the lump. Slowly, Faye lifted the covers, appearing with her messy hair and reddened eyes. Deimos felt his heart tug again at the girl, so easily broken. "My doll," he whispered. "No, no," he reached out to wipe the tears but she flinched. He retracted his hands, looking down at his lap. "I'm sorry," he whispered. 

But two smaller hands appeared on his own, pulling them up and towards her cheeks where he rested them. He gave a soft smile, wiping again the final tears. 

"Please don't ever cry over me," he said. 

But Faye only shook her head and her eyes became more watery. "You think you're an a-animal?" 

Deimos sighed. "My baby, look at me," he said. "I scared you, something that I hoped every day wouldn't happen." 

But Faye only shook her head. "Yo-You looked all scary," she whispered. 

Deimos nodded, looking at her crestfallen and timid form. "I know, I'm so sorry," he apologized again and again. 

"B-But I don't cry because you are scary, but because I was m-mean. I called you a monster," she said, her voice cracking. 

"Oh, il mio fiore (my flower)," Deimos sighed. "Can I give you a hug, baby?" 

Faye nodded and opened her arms, allowing Deimos to pick her up and set her on his lap as he sat on the bed. 

"My baby girl," he muttered and placed a kiss on her temple. "Please don't ever run away from me again, hm?" 

Faye only nodded, hiding her face in his neck. "Okay," she whispered. 

Deimos rubbed a comforting hand down her hair. "Okay?" 

"Okay, Deimos," she replied. 

Deimos growled and squeezed her tightly against him. "Brava ragazza (good girl)." 

Faye blushed immensely, still hiding her face. 

"C-Can you t-tell me why you t-turn into..." She didn't know quite yet what to call it. 

Deimos nodded and pulled her back so he could look her in the eyes. "I should've been honest with you from the start. But I was scared you would leave me," Faye pouted and hugged him. 

"I'll never leave you, Deimos." 

"Good," Deimos growled. "I'll never let you go." 

Faye giggled as Deimos ghosted his fingers over her sides. "But you deserve to know. I'm a demon, baby." 

Faye gasped. "Like, a real one?" She looked at him. 

Deimos nodded. "Ne conosci uno falso (do you know a fake one)?  Yes baby, a real one." 

Faye nodded and looked at his face intently. "Do you have horns?" 

Deimos let out a hearty chuckle, clutching Faye tighter to him. "Not exactly, little one, and I don't have a tail either. No big pitchfork for me, hm?" 

Faye giggled and nodded. "You were scary," she whispered. 

Deimos sighed. "I know, I'm sorry, my love. I will never scare you again." 

"Is that why your stick is so big?" 

Deimos began to cough, choking on his spit. 

"My what?" 

Faye pointed right at his crotch. "Your stick," she spoke as if he should know exactly what she meant. 

Now it was his turn to become red. "My cock?" 

Faye nodded but whispered, "That's a naughty word." Deimos groaned, feeling his cock stir at her innocent words and nature. 

How good it would feel to have her beneath me, withering in ecstasy as my cock bulged in and out-,

"Is that why it's so big?" She whispered again. 

Deimos laughed. "Yes baby, that is part of why it's so big. But I'm a big person too. Plus, I need a big cock so I can pleasur-," 

Faye quickly placed her hand over his mouth. "Deimos!" She whined. 

Deimos chuckled and let her release him before placing a loving kiss on her hair. "'M sorry baby, I can't help it." 

Faye felt her insides churn. Faye, you naughty girl, her inner voice chastised her. 

Faye rested her head on his chest. "I love you, Deimos."  Deimos placed a kiss against her forehead and when she looked up, one against her lips. 

"I love you, my little bee," he whispered against her lips.