Page 74 of Demon Unleashed

For a few seconds, the words made no sense, as if she’d spoken them in the wrong order, as if they’d gotten jumbled up on the way from her brain to her lips. But then they finally reached his brain, and he made sense of them.

“You’re pregnant? By me?”

“No, I’m joking.” She rolled her eyes. “Of course I’m fucking pregnant. And it’s yours. I haven’t slept with anybody else in months, so unless it was the holy spirit—”

Zoltan pressed his lips to her mouth and kissed away her curses. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into an embrace so tight that it left them both breathless. When she shoved her hands into his hair and held him, he knew she understood what this kiss meant. But just to be sure, he took his lips off hers to say what he should have said earlier.

“I love you, Enya, I love you with every fiber of my being. With every ounce of whatever miserable heart I have. And I’m gonna love our baby just as much.”

A sob tore from Enya’s throat, and her eyes filled with tears.

“Oh my God,” he murmured. “Did I say something wrong? I’m so sorry, my love—tell me what I did wrong. Please.”

She sniffled. “Nothing. You did nothing wrong.” She smiled through the tears that ran down her cheeks in small rivulets. “You said all the right things. I just didn’t expect it. I didn’t dare hope that you…”

He used his thumb and forefinger to tip her chin up. “That I what? Want this baby? That I welcome it?” He ran his hand over her hair, caressing the soft tresses.

“That you love me,” she said.

He moved his head to the left, then the right. “Do you really think I would have risked my life and my kingdom for you if I didn’t love you? You’re more important to me than anything else. For you, and for our child, I’d sacrifice my life. Anything to keep both of you safe.”

Enya pulled his head to her. “I love you, Zoltan. But I don’t want you to die for me. I want you to live for me. For me and our child. Because this child is a miracle.”

Zoltan chuckled. “A miracle? Don’t get me wrong, I welcome this child. But a miracle? Hardly. Babe, we had unprotected sex. And not just once. Sooner or later, it had to happen.”

She shook her head. “No, you don’t understand. Stealth Guardians aren’t fertile, not until they’ve bonded. I should have never gotten pregnant.”

Stunned, he stared at her. This was something he hadn’t known about Stealth Guardians. “If that’s true, then I don’t understand. I mean, I’d like to think that I’m… uh, you know, a stud…” He winked at her and got an eye-roll in response. “But maybe you should see a doctor, make sure you’re not mistaken. After all, it’s only been a month since we first had sex. Isn’t that a little early to confirm that you’re pregnant?”

“Normally, I’d say yes, but I already saw a doctor earlier today. A vampire doctor in San Francisco.”

“A vampire? One of your allies?”

Enya nodded. “I went to see her colleagues about some advice and ran into her while I was there. She heard the baby’s heartbeat. That’s how I found out. It’s certain.”

Zoltan pulled her back into his arms. “I’m happy it happened. Now the chance of you dumping me is decreasing.”

“That’s your concern? Me dumping you?”

“Can’t blame me for wondering about that. I’ve got a few strikes against me, you know, being a demon and all.” He motioned to the door. “Your people don’t exactly like me. They were debating when to kill me. Not sure why they didn’t do it right when they captured me. Almost as if they had scruples. As if they were worried how you’d react.”

For a moment, Enya said nothing, but behind her blue eyes, the wheels in her mind were working overtime. “I think we can use that.”

“Use what?”

“They don’t want to piss me off.”

“I hate to point out the obvious,” Zoltan said slowly, “but you breaking me out of the lead cell kinda means you just tossed that card out the window. You betrayed your people—it can’t really get any worse than that.”

“There’s one thing worse I could do…”

He lifted an eyebrow. What was his sexy warrior cooking up now? “Why would you wanna do something even worse?”

“To make it better.”

“I don’t follow. How would doing something worse make it better?”

A smile curved Enya’s lips. “Because it would mean that they can’t touch you. Nobody would dare hurt the mate of a Stealth Guardian.”