Finding Trust and Honesty (bxb)

Chapter 47

It turned out that there were many competitions not on the board. Those that weren't you happened on by chance, and that luck was paid in kind, for entering those competitions you stood a better chance placing in the mates competition, but if you won one of the secret competitions you were almost guaranteed a spot.

The darts competition, and some others were more for individuals or larger groups rather than for a mated pair but werewolves were known for being very competitive so I doubt anyone signed up thinking it was only just a bit of fun.

The rest of the secret competitions weren't like any of the others, they didn't involve fighting, drinking, or eating, at least food that is.

They were much more... carnal.

Tobias hadn't been joking about the dick measuring contest at four, but that was only brushing the surface, from what I was told the others were a lot more heavy, entailing everything but penatrive sex. Now I understood why pups weren't welcome at eclipse balls.

I managed to pull Ben aside after Tobin's enthusiastic explanation, my cousin positively beaming at the prospect of such debauchery and I rolled my eyes internally. Ben might not have gotten the sex demon gene but he certainly acted like one.

"What burning question do you have for me Nik?" He inquired insufferably.

I ignored the nickname he knew I hated, knowing I had a short amount of time until the darts competition started. "What's the life expectancy of a sex demon?" I asked in a hush whisper, not wanting any passing werewolves catching my words.

He raised a brow, seeming surprised by the question. "And what brought this on?"

"My dad doesn't look a day over thirty Ben, leave it out."

"Fine." He huffed disappointedly. "You're no fun."

"Sex demons don't have a set life expectancy, but it is generally longer than a humans. It all depends on their lifestyle and how well their needs are met."

"Lifestyle?" I echoed.

He nodded. "A full life is a long life. If they eat well, in both senses, get regular exercise, live comfortably with all necessities and without any hardship they can easily live well into the hundreds. But if they take a mate, a good mate that takes good care of them in return, then well... I've heard of a few sucubui living to five hundred, but then again they made a bond without end with an absolute stud, their mates life extended by the bond much like their own, to live to such an age is uncommon though."

"Five hundred? You must be joking." I hissed under my breath in disbelief. I was only twenty-six now, and with being turned into a werewolf and their life expectancy... I couldn't fathom living that long, knowing Caesar would be by my side made it easier... but jesus... five hundred years?

It was no wonder that sex demons matured so late, but to think that how deeply Ceasar loved me, and how thoroughly would extend my life so far, and his in turn... it was beyond belief.

"You can't be serious Ben." I shook my head.

"You ask me a question and then refuse to believe the answer. Why ask when you're not prepared to accept the truth?" He seemed almost offended that I didn't believe him.

The recent revelations I'd had made it clear he was being honest, and this wasn't exactly the topic you'd joke about, but still...

"I am accepting it Ben, it's just..." I sighed heavily and raked my fingers through my hair. "I'm learning so much about my self all at once, it's overwhelming."

"Learning what?"

I sighed again, even heavier. "I came of age today, after a competition Caesar and I... we- my demon took Caesar as their mate, I c-changed." I explained in a soft whisper.