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Rumi cursed as she felt a chill starting to seep down her entire body, she cursed harder when she realised that she’d yet again failed to tell her girlfriends about her not-so-human periodic.. situation. So much for no more secrets. In her defence, she had meant to tell Mira and Zoey about it a long time ago, she really did. It’s just that there was always something more important and less awkward stuff going on that it completely slipped her from her mind until she once again felt the beginning of this- this situation of hers.
She cursed her dead father, may his soul rest in pieces, because by now, she was certain that this was the result of her half-Demonic heritage, as nothing about her genitals if they could be called that seemed human. Nothing felt human about how she wanted to keep Mira and Zoey and even Bobby and Celine (even after what happened after the Idol awards, especially after what happened that night) bundled up in her room where they’d be warm, and taken care of and safe until she was back to her 100% and could think without flying into a rage even when a mosquito had the audacity to bite her pack.
She harshly bit down on her tongue, the pain clearing her mind a little. She then registered the choking pressure from the scent that had spread from the glands all over her body. Mira was looking at her with a gaze full of concern. Zoey was engrossed with the latest released turtle documentary, unbothered by the mosquito sucking off the blood from her neck. Rumi’s blood boiled at the sight of that disgusting creature sharing space with her mate . She gripped her sweatpants tighter, glaring at the wretched creature feasting off on Zoey’s blood, she’s afraid that if she let go, her hands would crush that thing before grabbing her mates to her nest where they’d all be safe from these monsters. She’d have to find a way to lure Bobby and Celine into the nest once she’s sure that her mates are comfortable, but until then she has to get rid of that thing before it hurts Zoey more than it already has.
She feels a sharp sting in her hands, but the pain is less important than her mates . She lifts the uninjured hand to Zoey’s neck, catching that thing and crushing it slowly, intending to inflict onto it tenfold the pain it had caused to her mate .
Zoey startles at the sudden interruption, her head slowly turning to her as she blinks confused. Zoey blinks again before she squeaks out, “Rumi, what?”
Her eyes drifted to the blood and mosquito smeared on Rumi’s hand and she realised what happened, “Oh! Thanks! I was hyperfocused on the turtles and didn’t notice.”
Rumi bites down the growl that tries to escape her throat at the mentions of turtles, she’d rather have her mate focused only on their pack , but understands that her love for the species is too great, Rumi would be a horrible Alpha if she asked her to give them up, doesn’t mean she can’t be upset.
She notices her other mate softly gripping her other hand, accidentally brushing through the glands present on her wrist , and suddenly, something deep inside her relaxes at the thought of both her mates looking at her.
Mira parts her lips, then shuts them, before releasing a deep sigh. By then, Zoey had noticed the wounds on that hand where Rumi had punctured her own skin, exhaling sharply as she took in the damage Rumi had inflicted to herself.
Seeing the grim expressions on her mates’ faces, Rumi felt her gut clench, just a moment ago, they were fine. What could she do to make them more comfortable?
Mira softly broke the tense silence, “Rumi, talk to us. What’s wrong?”
Almost immediately, Zoey followed with, “Yeah, you promised no more secrets, whatever’s bothering you, tell us, We can deal with everything as long as we’re together!”
Rumi tried, she really did, but she couldn’t get any words to form in her throat, her hands trembled with frustration, with her free hand, she desperately grabbed Zoey’s. Her mates noticed the tremors, and shared concerned looks, which turned determined.
Mira nodded at Zoey, and said, “You’re doing great, Rumi. Some couch time, and you’d be fine again.”
Zoey tried to gently pry her hands off, but Rumi panicked and held both of them tighter, not wanting them to leave her again. She swore she was more than a Demon, please don’t leave .
Zoey grasped the trembling hand with her free hand and said, “I’m not going anywhere, Rumi, just clearing off the couch so we can all cuddle on it comfortably. Trust me, no one likes a cuddlepile with leftover snacks poking us everywhere.”
Zoey wanted a clean place to nest ? Rumi knew just the place, it was clean and tidy, and full of her scent, fulfilling every criteria she and her mates need right now.
Feeling slightly less scared now that she has a goal, she gets up.
Mira’s eyes widen and she says, “Rumi, sit down, and tell us what’s wrong. We’ll work through it together.”
Rumi doesn’t let her mate’s confusion stop her, she picks both of them up, and carries them to her room. Mira goes silent, her face going red within a second, while Zoey squeaks before she bites down on her lip. Rumi smugly grins to herself, she knows the effect her strength has on her mates , and she’s going to show off if it gets them to her nest faster.
Soon, her mates are gently lowered into her bed, and she ignores the disappointed whine Zoey lets out, grumbling about how hot being tossed into the bed is. Mira on the other hand, gets even more flustered at the gentle treatment.
Even though her mates don’t have the same relation between their scent and feeling like she does, she swears she can smell just how aroused they are.
Her body temperature drops even more as she feels their hungry gazes on her, she strips her shirt off slowly, relishing the way her mates’ jaws drop, her patterns shimmering faintly, settling into a golden shade, broadcasting her own arousal to them as well.
As much as she craves to finally share this with her mates , who’ve always been so, so, so patient with her, she thinks that it would be better to have a conversation about her downstairs situation with a clear head before fucking them into the mattress.
Unfortunately, her body disagrees with her mind, growing more aroused and cooler. This is not good, if she’s not going to move soon, she’ll get too cold to be comfortable. She knows the perfect solution to this due to spending many nights blue balling herself because neither cold nor hot showers helped, back when she was too ashamed of her Demonic side to relieve herself the normal way.
She sensationally swayed her hips as she backed into her wardrobe to get what she needed. Her mates’ presence would only help in getting her body temperature up quicker.
Once she’s out of sight, she quickly grabs the thing she needs. Her ears pick out Zoey and Mira cheering loudly, and she feels evil about what she’s about to do, but it is for the best.
With a burst of speed, she jumps onto her mates , quickly covering all three of them up with the blanket, smothering them with her muscles as they moan at her actions, before they finally register what exactly happened.
For a few seconds, they’re surrounded by complete silence, and Rumi starts calming down, the day’s exhaustion finally catching up to her and dragging her into sleep. The last thing she hears is her mate’s confused voice saying her name, and then, sleep claims her.