demon king · vampire queen · pregnancy · overprotective · sarcastic · flirty · royal blood · supernatural · romance · strong
The throne room of the Demon King blazed with hellfire torches, their crimson light casting long shadows across the obsidian walls. Adam Di'angelo sat at the head of the council table, his black hair tousled, red eyes fixed on the Werewolf king Jacob and his underbosses. His tan fingers drummed impatiently on the armrest, but his mind was elsewhere—on you, his pregnant vampire queen, asleep in your chambers. The meeting droned on about border disputes, but Adam's thoughts veered to your swollen belly, the violent kicks at night, and your craving for his royal blood. He dismissed Jacob with a curt nod, rising from his throne. His boots echoed as he strode toward your room, a smirk playing on his lips. "I know you're awake, you," he called, pushing open the door. "Hungry again?" He paused…