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Juniper was sat on the floor and going through her clothes in her bags, "Would you be mad if I dressed like I usually do?"

Raphael was sitting on the bed, reading on his phone. He glanced up, raising a brow.

"Why would I be mad?"

"Because there will be a bunch of judgmental old men here."

He furrowed his brow, "How do you know they'll be judgmental."

"Because you already don't like them. And I'm not the type of girl they'd expect you to settle down with, Raphael," she frowned while tossing clothes over her shoulders.

Sitting up straighter, he turned towards her. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Juniper glanced back at his surprised tone. "You know... like societies version of pretty. Perfect white girl?" she rose a brow.

"You're my version of pretty," Raphael answered immediately with a genuinely confused look on his face.

Juniper sighed with a small smile on her face, on her knees she shuffled over towards him. Gripping his knees for balance she glanced up at him, "Thank you handsome- but do you get what I'm saying?"

Huffing quietly, he crooked his jaw. "Yes and I disagree with what you're saying. You're mine and if they have a problem with what's mine I'll have to handle it."

Pursing her lips, she grunted before conceding. The berserker kissed her quickly before nodding his head to her many bags that she still hadn't unpacked.

"Put your shit in the closet, it's your room too now. I'll help you make space yeah?" he husked. Licking her lips slowly, she nodded quickly.

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Raphael looked back as Juniper came down the steps.

His breath hitched at the sight of her, her wolf curls were pushed back with a large headband as she wore a ankle length sundress.

She was fixing the strap as she walked towards her mate, glancing up when he hasn't said anything.

"You look beautiful," he mumbled while his eyes trailed over her curvy figure. Juniper grinned a little at him, wrapping her around around him.

Rubbing his hands over her back soothingly, Raphael kissed down her neck. Gripping her ass tightly, he hefted her into his chest.

Juniper chuckled quietly while brushing her teeth over his earlobe.

"You could've worn whatever you wanted," he mumbled.

Juniper sucked gently on a sensitive part of his skin, drawing a quiet moan from her mate.

Slapping her ass lightly, they both looked over his shoulder when knocking sounded.

They both groaned lowly in annoyance.

"I'm getting wine, you want a beer?" she asked quietly. Just as she went to leave, he gripped her face and kissed her hard.

"You're mine, yeah?"

Licking her lips, she nodded. "Yeah."

He watched her sway towards the kitchen before opening the door abruptly, sighing as he saw all the older demons waiting at the entrance.

Nine men, all graying were grumpy with crossed arms.

Crooking his jaw, Raphael spoke up. "Nice to see you as always, gentlemen."

"We hear you're in deep shit, Saint."

"You've heard wrong, Robert. And it'd do you well to remember who owns those nice houses you live in."

The old men didn't respond as they all entered the foyer. Just as they began to sit down in the living room, Juniper walked in.

All of the older men stopped what they were chattering about, Juniper sighed under her breath and continued towards her mate.

Raphael ran his hands up her back and tugged her into his lap.

Raphael thanked her quietly for the beer she handed him.

"This is Juniper, she's mine."

Neither wanted to declare their bond to anyone but the ones they trusted.

All of them were silent, one of them clearing their throats.

"Well, at least you're settling down. You're father would be happy."

They nodded and Juniper was now subject to listen to all of these men go back and forth about what's best for the island.

For an hour.

"I'm closing the portals down for an extended period of time," Raphael gruffed suddenly. Juniper's brows rose in surprise as all the older men erupted in disbelief.

"Where would your revenue come from?"

"How is word supposed to spread about this place?"

"What's the meaning of this?!"

Raphael grit his teeth, tugging Juniper's legs across his lap and squeezing her thighs.

"My decision is final. Revenue isn't my main concern, we aren't a tourist attraction. We're a sanctuary and the people I promised to keep safe are in danger," her berserker snarled in a fiery tone.

He pushed his fingers into Juniper's hair, massaging her scalp as he inhaled through his nostrils, obviously annoyed.

Feeling Juniper kiss his cheek lightly, she stood while gripping his empty beer.

"Thank you baby," he brushed a hand down her back as she walked away.

Originally, Juniper just planned to stay for a few minutes but at this point she felt bad abandoning Raphael.

As she passed one of the oldest men, he held out his cup. "Grab me one too will ya?"

Juniper rose a brow, actually laughing in the man's face.

Raphael sucked on his teeth, trying to keep his own laugh at bay.

"My woman isn't your waiter, Henson. Grab your own drink if you need one," he growled lowly. The older man flushed.

As Juniper took a breath from the tense atmosphere, just outside the kitchen she heard two of them talking.

"I would've thought the Saint would like the skinny girls... not the big girls. You know my granddaughter she's a real ten, blonde with great tits. This one... I don't know I just don't see it."

The other man responded. "We'll see how long they last. You know women like her... they're all whores anyway."

Juniper heard them, Raphael heard him, hell the whole group heard him.

Junipers face had contorted in disgust, feeling sorry for that man's granddaughter.

She caught sight of Raphael, who's eyes had turned black. His skin slowly graying and her eyes widened as she realized this was the closest she'd seen him to shifting into his demonic form.

Quickly stepping out, she caught the man badmouthing hers attention.

"Is that your corvette out there, Robert was it?" she asked naively.

"Why yes, ain't she a beauty?" Robert grinned slyly.

"Oh, I tell Raphael that's my dream car all the time," she glanced nervously over to her mate who's nails elongated into claws that dug into his chair. His eyes shut tightly to try and reign in his anger before he slaughtered the entire room and fucked Juniper in the puddles of their blood.

Striding over to him as the others spoke, she gripped his jaw. Bending at her waist, she kissed him hard.

"Stop it," she hissed quietly against his lips.

Raphael openly snarled at her, the hybrid demon didn't back down however.

"Go to the bathroom, cool off. You're not killing anyone in our living room Raphael," her eyes were fierce and he finally looked up at them. Her words were stern.

Sneering, he stood up and stormed to the bathroom.

When the men glanced at her she gave them a fake smile, walking towards the closet where she specifically remembers Raphael kept a metal bat.

Gripping it on her way out, she swayed towards the corvette.

Looking at the nice car, Juniper tilted her head in thought. She almost felt sorry for what she was about to do.

Twirling the bat with a skilled hand, she swung it down on the windshield.

"Oof," she winced playfully. "That's gotta sting," the bluenette smashed the bat down on the hood of the car.

Her form was akin to the pro baseball players, Juniper wrecked the car as the alarm sounded.

She watched the old men storm out. Robert almost fell to his knees, crying out at the sight of his car.

Trying to gather himself, he stormed to Juniper who looked unbothered by him.

Side stepping his fast approaching form, she whacked the bat down on his back.

Watching him fall to the floor she pressed the weapon to the back of his head.

Making sure she had all of their attention before speaking, she looked over them all.

"Raphael wanted to kill you for being disrespectful in his home. You're welcome for sparing your life. Now, I want you to get in your fucked up car and drive away. All of you. You won't come back, you aren't welcome here anymore."

Stopping anyone from arguing, she held up a finger. "Any rebellion will be met with a painful death. Goodbye gentlemen I wish I could say it was nice meeting you."

Seeing Raphael storm outside, his black eyes darted to observe the scene. Robert was frantically getting into his car while the others looked at him to tell Juniper she was insane.

"Leave, she's more generous than me." His voice was overlapped with someone deeper than his normal tone, it was obvious his berserker demon was at the surface.

Juniper was almost worried since something so small could get that reaction from him.

With her back to the retreating elderly men, Juniper rubbed his shoulders as the berserker watched them all leave with a mean glare.

"You were almost starting to worry me," she commented a little hesitantly.

Raphael shut his eyes tightly once they were gone, he crouched a little as his head ached.

"Fuck-" he choked. "He hasn't been that strong in a long time."

Junipers eyes widened in mild alarm, shrieking when her mate who'd pressed his face to her stomach gripped the backs of her thighs and lifted.

Scrambling to brace herself, she grasped his hair.

"Raph!"

He snarled quietly and fisted the skirt of her long dress.

"The one time you wear something that covers your ass," he sneered in annoyance while shoving it up as she was in the air.

"What the fucks that supposed to- mean-!" She squealed when he fully shoved his face between her thighs.

His tongue with no warning whatsoever delved between her folds that were covered in thin lace.

Juniper's mind was spinning as well as the world when she was laid against the large couch. Her eyes were wide as she grasped at the couch while trying to catch up with the turn of events.

His head was pushed underneath her dress, broad shoulders shoved underneath her plump thighs. Running his hands over the smooth skin, he grunted as she acted as his own personal ear muffs.

Her back arched as his lips attacked her cunt relentlessly. Through her useless panties, she grew wetter as her body practically melted for her mate.

"U-Um Raphael shouldn't we-we Oh!Oh-" She mewled while digging her nails into the cushion.

"Talk! Shouldn't we talk!"

Strong hands slid from her thighs to her hips where the bands of her underwear sat prettily. Raphael wasn't thinking straight with his demon barking orders in his ears while he tore her panties in two.

"'Know what we should talk about-" the berserker parted her folds with his fingers. Her eyes shut tightly as he slurped and sucked at her sloppily- desperately.

"Talk about how I shoulda' fucked you in front of those assholes." His grip on her tightened in anger. Raphael's words were slurred between thrusting his tongue into his mates tight hole and sucking her clit.

"Showed 'em my pretty girl huh? Think I'm too greedy for that though," he panted.

Juniper's eyes rolled back as she subconsciously pushed herself up the couch away from his ravenous mouth.

"T-Too much- Raph! Mm- Fuck-" her voice broke as he yanked her back down with an angry growl.

Still underneath her dress, Raph gripped her ass tightly. He lifted her pussy up to his mouth while devouring her.

"S-Slow Raph- please! so good! Raph you-you," Juniper hadn't ever felt like this in her life. The first time Raphael had pleasured her was less... feral. But why did she love it so much?

Feeling his mouth on her in this way was insane to begin with. But how he moved his tongue and his lips- it felt like he was scared to waste a single drop of her.

She could feel him mumble and groan into her cavern, about how sweet she tasted. How he'd never let her go.

Juniper's hips jolted, once again Raphael snarled thinking she was trying to slow him down again.

The woman was too far gone to assure him, no, she definitely wasn't doing that.

"Cum-" she panted as she arched. "Cumming-!" Juniper's cried out while creaming into his mouth.

Raphael ate up each and every drop given to him, feeling as if there was a hole in his stomach since he was craving so much more.

Her orgasm seemed to only spur the berserker on. Juniper's drowsy eyes widened when he shoved her dress up around her hips, reinvigorating himself.

His tongue pushed into her pulsing hole as his nose pressed hard to her swollen bundle of nerves.

Juniper felt as if she would explode if she went on any longer, tears prickling her eyes while her hands flew to grip his hair. She practically tore it out as she was overwhelmed with pleasure.

"I already came," Juniper squealed lightly. "Raph! Raphael! I can't!" Despite her words her pussy throbbed and practically humped his face.

"Wanna taste it one more time," Raphael was on cloud nine and wanted the high to last. His demon spurring him on to absolutely drench himself in his woman's scent. Make sure she never left him with how good he made her feel.

"C'mon baby, one more time-" he panted into her slick. "I'll give you a break after, just wanna feel you on my tongue. Want it on my face." His tone was demanding while shoving her thighs up onto her chest.

Now she couldn't squirm and was immobilized underneath her insatiable mate.

Juniper's mouth fell open while tears fell down her face from overstimulation. She held her mates face tightly against her before finishing for a second time.

Flattening his tongue, he licked her bottom to top. Spending a moment savoring her taste, he kissed her lower lips quickly.

Easing her thighs down, he rest his cheek against the soft skin. He mumbled quietly to himself while nipping at her, Juniper moaned tiredly while resting her forearm over her eyes.

Raphael finally pulled himself away from her lower half and kissed up her body.

Still covering her eyes, the berserker kissed her jaw and cheeks. He could taste the tears that had stained her face.

Rubbing her sides, he waited patiently for a moment. Slowly, he pulled her arm from her face as she panted quietly.

Blinking up at him, she whined quietly.

"I know baby," he cooed gently as his normally dormant demon retreated back into his mind.

Wrapping herself around him like a sloth, he lifted her up quickly.

Kissing over her face, she could taste herself on his lips.

"That was good," she randomly muttered against his mouth. He chuckled lowly as he laid her down on their bed.

As the berserker loomed over her, she saw him sober up for a moment.

"I should've killed him for speaking to you like that, in your own fucking home-" his eyes darkened again.

Gripping his clenched fists, she brought one to her lips and kissed it.

"You're overreacting," she said softly.

Raphael sneered, "I am not overreacting. Even the thought of someone making you feel like-" he cut himself off as he got too angry to speak.

Juniper pushed herself up into her elbows underneath of him, "They didn't make me feel like anything." Her tone was soft and genuine.

"It's the principal!" He raked his hands through his hair, his biceps bulging as he did so.

Juniper was distracted with the appealing sight. Sighing loudly, she wound her arms and legs around him. Swiftly, she switched their places.

Sitting atop of him, she brushed her hair over her shoulders.

"They don't matter," Juniper spoke sternly. He still went to argue with her but she gripped his face for the second time, pressing a finger to his lips.

"Shut up for a second, damn."

Raphael lifted his lip in a snarl but otherwise didn't speak, his mate leaned over him as her hair fell around them.

"They don't matter because as long as my big strong mate," she cooed while rubbing over his muscles. "Can make my toes curls and my pussy throb like he just did- I promise I dont give a fuck what anyone else thinks."

Raphael inhaled deeply at her words, they lit up something inside of him.

"Kiss me," he demanded.

Juniper didn't bother denying him, drawing him in for a long make out.

Several minutes passed, Raphael rolling onto his mate and her shoving him onto his back once again in a grasp for dominance.

The shadow demon hummed, pulling away continuously only for Raph to pull her back down for more kisses.

"You alright now?" she mumbled

"Yeah," he husked. "I didn't scare you hm?" he asked gently.

Juniper shook her head slowly, "Just worried me." She brushed his hair out of his face.

Finally she asked a question she'd been dying to know. "Do you dye your roots?"

Raphael's eyes widened and he huffed quietly.

"It- damn it why'd you ask me that now?" he groaned in annoyance while pushing at her face when a smug smile tugged at her lips.

"The red grows in then it just fades to black, shit pisses me off," he grunted as she began looking at his scalp.

He didn't stop her as her tits were smothered into his face, she felt his lips wander.

"It does that naturally?" Juniper examined the dark crimson red that faded into stark black on every strand she saw.

"My moms hair was red like that, don't know why it has to be two fucking colors." His grumbles were muffled into her chest

"I think it's cool," his mate hummed. Despite himself, as he wrapped his arms around her back to keep himself suffocated in her breasts he felt his face heat up sheepishly.

"You think?" he asked softly.

"Of course I do," she kissed his forehead while massaging his scalp. "You look hot as fuck. But I think you'd look irresistible even with no hair, so if you want me to help you touch up your roots I'll help."

Raphael smirked a little and rubbed her back, "Okay baby."

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i feel like i'm bad at writing arguments LMAO but hope u guys enjoyed the smut lmao