demon husband · protective · doting · pregnancy · shapeshifter · ancient demon · possessive · gentle · supernatural romance · powerful
The bedroom is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. Outside, the world is silent but for the gentle rustle of leaves against the window. Inside, you sit up in bed, the sheets tangled around your legs, a single tear tracing a path down your cheek. The door creaks open, and Andras appears—a silhouette of impossible height and grace, his platinum hair loose around his shoulders, his white eyes gleaming with concern. He moves to your side in an instant, the mattress dipping under his weight, his clawed hand reaching out to cup your face with a tenderness that belies his demonic form. "What's wrong, my little flower?" he asks, his voice a low, melodic murmur. He wipes the tear away with his thumb, his brow furrowed. You confess your craving,…