That afternoon they left work early and gave Mrs. Clara the remainder of the day off. It was 4:30 pm when Val found himself at the exclusive jeweler in all of Seattle. Wes was busy creating a bouquet worthy of their Queen, while Damien made a quick visit back home. He laughed at the way Cerberus reacted to Alistair's scent on him. He spoke with his father briefly about what had transpired and wasn't shocked to know that he was well aware of everything including Harlow's upbringing and cloaking.

"You kept my mate away from me! Why?" Damien asked angrily. Satan looked at his son whose eyes flicked back and forth and sighed. "She isn't worthy of you or your mother's crown and throne." Damien stared at him crazily. "How can you say that? She's my mate. Fate literally destined her for me!" Damien yelled. "Well maybe Fate got it wrong! No son of mine will be tied to a fucking angel!" Damien rolled his eyes and scoffed. "You do realize, YOU are an angel right, Lucifer? You're aware that God is your father and my grandfather. You're also aware that her angelic side makes up ¼ of her, while she is ½ demon."

Lucifer stared at him unmoved. "I don't really care what you think, father. But if you want me to rule in hell beside you then you must trust she'll be by my side as well. Now tell me where Beelzebub is." Lucifer stared at his son with a mixture of pride and annoyance. He remembered all too well when he stood up to his own Father. It didn't go as planned, but he had made peace with that. "He's on an assignment, but he'll be back here this weekend."

Damien nodded making a move to leave when his father stopped him. "If you're going to go through with this, be ready to pick up the pieces or be the brunt of her anger or both. Harlow was raised as a human and will react accordingly. Beelzebub is the most notorious demon beside yourself. He too will act accordingly. I don't know what you hope to gain from this, but I hope it turns out the way you want it." Damien had seen earnest eyes on his father a handful of times and just like now it always surprised him. "Thanks father." He said with a nod before leaving. Cerberus whined loudly about not being taken up to the mortal world.

"You know why I don't take you three up there. You're quite literally little devils." They whimpered before promising to be good and behave like mortal dogs. Damien thought it was a bad idea, especially with Alistair in the house, but he felt Harlow might like Cerberus in their mortal form. He waved his hand over the nine foot, three-headed beast and watched as they split and shrank.

In their mortal form, Cerberus became three separate dogs who looked like large huskies. They retained their all-black coat, which wasn't common for normal huskies and got them a lot of attention when walked out in public. They looked more menacing as well, but there was nothing Damien could do about that. He didn't take away their ability to breathe fire, but they knew not to do that outside of home grounds.

"Come on," Damien said as he opened a portal that led straight into their living room. Alistair sat on the top of the couch. It was apparent he hadn't seen Cerberus until Damien moved out of the way. "Well, if it isn't the hellhounds." Alistair chuckled. "How've you been man?" Brutus asked. "I'm good. I can't complain. How are you doing? Gunner? Saber?" Alistair addressed the other two dogs. "We're good. We miss our master, but other than that we're good." Saber spoke for all of them. "It's been a while since you've been home. We miss watching you maim, destroy and torture like no other." Gunner said to Alistair causing Damien to wonder.

"Who are you Alistair?" The cat just winked before turning his head to the staircase. It was apparent that Harlow had just woken up, but she was still as beautiful as ever. Her wild curls looked wilder, but Damien still wanted to pull a ringlet and bask in the smell of coconut and lavender. Harlow made it to the last step before noticing the three husky wolf hybrids. "PUPPIES!" Harlow squealed before getting on the floor. Brutus, Gunner and Saber wasted no time laying on or around her as they gave her licks.

"Aht! No licking on the face," Harlow scolded causing them to whimper. "You're okay. Mama's not mad, baby angels." Brutus began laughing loudly startling her. "We're far from angels, Mama." She was used to Alistair talking but not any other animal. "Do all animals talk?" She asked Damien as he helped her up. He shook his head no before giving her a searing kiss. This kiss was weighted and Harlow wanted to know the meaning behind it, but as he grabbed a handful of her ample bottom and felt his growing member against her stomach, she realized quickly what he was getting at.

"Babe, the kids are in the room." Harlow whined before Damien lifted her up bridal style and teleported into his room. He threw her onto the bed and watched as she bounced and giggled. Harlow took in the shocking décor and couldn't help but feel it didn't match the person. Everything was white or light gray. The room was so bright, which she thought was a strong contrast for the Anti-Christ, but it just went to show you can't judge a book by its cover or their lore.

Harlow was so lost in cataloging the room that she didn't feel when Damien removed her pajama pants and panties. "So pretty." Damien said as he spread her legs open. "Damien!" Harlow said shocked not knowing how they got to this point so fast. It seemed like just a second ago he was plopping her on the bed. "I need you, dove. Let me taste you." Harlow wanted to laugh if she didn't think he was as desperate as he sounded and looked. She nodded her head and said yes before watching him sink to his knees.

"Tell me if it's too much." Harlow rolled her eyes. She had been eaten out by many men that claimed to be the best to ever do it and often left her wanting instead of satisfied, but as Damien took his first lick Harlow knew she was in for a world of pleasure. Damien didn't want Bael to take over. He felt she wasn't ready for that, but Bael claimed he was being selfish and their mate was worthy of two orgasms at least to determine who she liked best.

As Damien agreed he made sure he pleased Harlow better than anything she'd ever experienced. He sucked and licked to his heart's content as she trembled underneath him. She screamed his praises that only egged him on further as he sunk one finger into her and then two. Her hips bucked on their own accord as he sucked her clit into his mouth. "YES DAMIEN! YES!" He could feel her orgasm building just by the heightened scent of her arousal. In that instant, he heard a cracking sound and watched as his mirror split down the middle.

He used a bit of demonic power to jackhammer his fingers into her and the result was breathtaking. Harlow squeezed her eyes tightly as wave after wave of euphoric pleasure washed over her. She screamed out his name before he began to slow down his assault. By the time Damien had pulled out his fingers and gave a parting lick to her pussy she was spent. "That...was...AH-MAH-ZING!" Harlow called out still trying to catch her breath.

"Thank you, dove. But now it's Bael's turn." Harlow's eyes flashed open before she looked down and saw her onyx beau and his black eyes staring at her. A normal person would be scared shitless, but seeing him in his demonic form just seemed to turn her on more. "You want me almost as bad as I want you, little thing." Bael said and his voice made her shiver. "If it becomes too much just know I won't stop." That was the last thing he said before his tongue worked its magic. Harlow could see the back of her eyes with how much they rolled.

Her mouth was wide open but nothing came out. She had never felt this before. The pleasure was overwhelming. He quite literally fucked her with his tongue that was long and thick. "BAEL!!!!" Harlow screamed as he pinched her clit. He heard a loud crash and noticed the dresser fall and split in two. He smirked as he removed his tongue to wet his fingers with her essence as he sucked on her clit. Harlow didn't know what he was waiting on, but she felt like she had already had three minor orgasms. When she felt his tongue back in her pussy and his fingers slowly enter her rosette, Harlow knew she was a goner.

The moment he used his other hand to pinch her clit Harlow screamed out her release. She quickly pushed Bael off before squirting all over the bed. He smiled happily before sucking his fingers. "I win." Harlow looked at him confusedly as she tried to catch her breath. Damien took over with a pout before kissing her lips passionately. "I'm so sorry about your sheets." Damien shook his head. "Don't be." He lifted her up onto her feet before waving his hand and returning the bed to its pristine state.

"Let's take a bath." Damien offered with a smile before carrying her bridal style into the bathroom. Harlow couldn't help but smile at the filled-up bathtub complete with rose petals and candles. "You're such a romantic, Bubba." He smiled at her before taking off their remaining clothes. Harlow was slack jawed at the monster in between his legs. "We're never having sex. I'm serious. I thought Wes was big, which he is, but you're just unnatural." Damien laughed before grabbing her hand and placing it on his dick.

He began stroking himself with her hand and groaned. "I was literally made for you, Harlow. It'll fit and I promise to make it pleasurable every time." Harlow was so transfixed by the motion and feel of his member to the look of pure lust in his eyes as he drank in her thick frame. Precum oozed at the tip of his base and she listened as Kali and Ayla surprisingly told her to lick it off. Damien moaned loudly as Harlow wrapped her lips around him and began sucking him in inch by inch. "That's it, dove. Just like that."

She knew she couldn't fit him all in her mouth, but she did her best and used her hand to work the remaining. She watched him so intently as his eyes kept shifting from black to green. "You're such a good girl, Harlow. You're doing so good." Damien praised as he grabbed her unruly curls and thrust into her mouth. Harlow relaxed her jaw and throat and just let him have at it. She knew the past few days were emotional and stressful for all of them and if he needed this release, she was going to give it to him.

The sight and feel of him was becoming too much. She held onto his strong thighs as he fucked her mouth and it drove her wild. She could feel her juices leaking out of her and onto the floor. She moaned with him still in her mouth and that was it. Damien came so far down her throat he worried she'd choke. He pulled out with aftershocks wrecking his body. "I love you," Damien said happily as he tried to catch his breath. Harlow smiled up at him as he helped her up. "Come on I'm sure the water is cold by now."

Damien waved his hand and Harlow stepped into the hot bath. "I will never get used to you and your powers." She smiled pulling him in behind her. As she lay on his chest, she couldn't help but catalog her feelings. For the most part, Harlow was happy. She had the love of three attentive and loving men. She lived in a beautiful mansion. Her son was happy and healthy and free to be himself now that all was in the open.

She had two good friends that she thoroughly appreciated, but now wondered whether they were supernatural or not. All that had happened had caused her to question everything. However, Harlow couldn't deny that she was content and felt safe. She knew though it was fast it had everything to do with the men that Fate had deemed hers and she felt full.