RadioApple X Reader: Imperfect

80. Mate

*** If the title and the 3 chapters worth of preludes aren't enough to say as to what this was going to be about I dunno what to tell you. But, smut warning nonetheless.

*** Lucifer's POV ***

It was the last few days of the month, Y/n's cycle started and it was different. She was in more pain, claiming to feel hollow and untethered to reality. We were all feeling it, I could see it in Alastor's eyes, and I felt it in my gut. The need to knotted and claimed, bubbling, festering, searing as it pooled together. The final stages were near, and my body was changing to respond as well, which was new. I've always had to direct it, but I allowed it to happen.

I had to call Rosie one more time to bring more food, though we had some left I didn't want to risk running out on at the end. And good thing too. When she visited I had to keep absolutely insane thoughts down.

Intruder in nest. Too vulnerable. Rid. Rip. Tear. Protect mates. 

"Thank you Rosie, please... uh please go." I chocked out. 

"Ofcourse. Best of luck!" She waved amicably but those hollow black eyes again had a hint of worry in them that I could not place. 

I brought the food in, put it all away and came back to the bedroom, practically ripping my clothes off as I went, which now looked like a nest made out of pillows, blankets, a lot of my clothes, as well as plants that looked like they came straight from a bayou. I actually quite liked the new nature touches and was hoping to talk Alastor into keeping those. 

Climbing into the mess of pillows I took in the scent, the fresh pastry and coffee smell of Alastor, strong and commanding, combined with Y/n's more subtle and sweet scent of honey. I looked at them both, so stunning. My lovers. My partners. My fiancés. My future spouses. And now, soon to be my mates. 

The two grumbled awake, blinking repeatedly to get the bleariness of sleep out of them. I felt the tug of hazy desire, instinct taking over. Oh, it was time then.

Last chance. I heard my own small voice in the back of my head. Last chance. You either back out and flee now, or you are theirs forever. 

I almost smirked out loud at my self. Stupid voice, I was theirs months ago. I let go, letting the haze take over entirely, knowing full well by the time I gain my faculties back I was going to be forever changed. 

Alastor reached me first placing a searing kiss on my lips, my mouth parting for him in languid motions, allowing him to slip his tongue in. I trailed my own on the back of his teeth, before coiling it around his thick muscle, suckling briefly then sliding it off. Y/n kissed up my shoulder and to my ear before Alastor let me go, turning me over to face Y/n. With her under me I waisted no time since we have all been prepped and slicked from earlier. 

I pulled her to the edge of the bed and plunged in, capturing her lips into my own. "Oh... Lucifer..." she moaned. My thrusts felt heavy, languorous and indulgent as I felt her sweet walls around me. Hot pecks rolled from the base of my tail to the top of my spine, until I could feel Alastor's breath on my neck and his member at my entrance. The next moment he sheathed into me, bottoming out with a deep satisfied growl that reverberated through my chest. 

He fucked into me hard, but at a steady pace. Each time taking himself fully out and pushing back in until he was hitting that bundle of nerves with microcosmic precision. Tears of pleasure streaming freely, my only ground being his hands on my hips, and my arms holding Y/n. Each pump punching out breaths from me, which left with breathless "Ah-ah-ah"s being captured in Y/n's lips. 

Somewhere far away in the back of my consciousness I could feel a large bulge forming at the base of Alastor's cock. It grew in size, until it was pressing up against my entrance. A knot. Ah, thats why my body was changing, so I could receive it. And give one as I felt a mild throbbing around the the base of my member, but not yet.