True to his word, about four hours later four men appeared out of thin air in an empty area of the living room next to Sara as she was watching some Anime on Hulu. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head and she tossed her popcorn all over the place when she jumped and screamed startled. They all chuckled and apologized. Hele walked over to the group and Murciél worked with Sara to clean up the popcorn. "Sara, meet my brothers Mala'ika and Cythraul" Hele said motioning to the dark chocolate man with butt length dreads and the white chocolate looking man with fire orange hair that was shorter on the sides and wavy on the top.

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Mala'ika looked down at her on the couch as he towered over her, both he and Cythrual were 6'6" she guessed. His gray eyes looked over her, the sun catching the gold specks in them making his eyes appear to sparkle and he licked his full lips thinking of her in the most inappropriate ways. Cythrual ran a hand through his hair to try and control himself. He had been in the dark so long that seeing his mate made him want to claim her then and there, making sure to put a child within her. His sapphire blue eyes took in her beauty and he smiled to himself. "And this is Mahō and Balaur" he added motioning to an Asian man and European man.

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Mahō and Balaur were probably only an inch or so shorter than the first two. Mahō's eyes darted back and forth over her body with his deep brown eyes and had to look away before he did something unreasonable, his hair shifting softly with his movements accentuating the blue ombre tips as the light hit it. Balaur looked over Sara like a predator on the hunt, his green eyes taking in her full image. He never knew what their mate would look like but he was sure as hell happy it looked like her. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously and walked over to where she was on the couch.

"Hello , my name is Balaur and I'll be one of you wonderful mates, just remember I'm the fav okay?" he joked, plopping down next to her with an ear to ear grin on his face. His voice was deeper than she expected and had a rough gravelly texture to it. He put his hand out for her to shake and she hesitantly took it and shook it. When she thought he was going to let her go he pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him and her face immediately heated up. His right hand slid along the small of her back and pulled her close and his left and slid up to the nap of her neck pulling her even closer "don't worry my queen, I will keep you warm" he told her before nearly crushing his face to hers.

Against her better judgement she gave in and melted to him immediately her arms making their way around his neck and she moaned. The kiss was soft at first as if he was testing the waters and seeing what she would let him get away with. He nibbled at her bottom lip and she let out another soft moan and he used the opening to gain entrance to her mouth. Their tongues fought for dominance and he won of course but she was so lost in the taste of him she honestly didn't care. After she came up for air she realized he literally radiated heat that made her feel warm and safe. She was so confused by her instinctual reaction to him, she couldn't look him in the eyes. Had she been lighter they would have seen the color radiating up her cheeks.

"Okay that's enough" Mahō said and Sara levitated off Balaur's body and into Mahō's arms. She started to panic until she settled in his arms and gave him a glaring stare. If looks could kill he'd be 12 feet under. "She is all of ours, just as we are all hers. Share" he finished and walked towards the dining area so they could all sit and talk.

"Um...could you not do that so suddenly?" she asked, clinging to Mahō. "Gomen nasai(I'm sorry), ore" he said and kissed her temple before placing her down in a chair. The brothers then took their own seats and began. Sara looked around the table and felt lost like she wasn't sure what she should do next. She got over the initial 'Sweet black baby Jesus these men are fine' shock but her closeness to them was almost like a sensory overload.

"Well ," Mala'ika started "based on the fact that your only 'fear based' reaction was when we startled you, I'm gonna go ahead and say it's safe to assume you know about the paranormal world?" he asked. It would make things easier, even if she only knew parts, filling in the blanks was better then writing the whole story.

"Kinda?" she answered, making a so-so motion with her hands. "The only experience I had for sure was when I was in the orphanage. There was a nun, Sister Inna, who raised me. One night I had a nightmare, she tried to help me relax and told me that the bible wasn't as accurate as most would believe and then it started storming really hard. She panicked and told me to remember her words and trust no one but my betrotheds..." she trailed off and looked up at the men realizing Sister Inna was referring to them with an 'O' face.

"But I woke up the next day and she was gone and everyone but me forgot she existed. She was gone without a trace, no pictures or belongings. It was then that I started my own research into the paranormal. As I got older I started to read more books focusing on actual paranormal research and not childhood nonsense like glittering vampires or red riding hood, realizing that there may be some sense of truth to them." she looked down at the table, her face growing warm. "Baby girl what did I say" Hele reminded her and she looked back up.

"Sorry D.." she replied, cutting herself off at the last second before she added 'Daddy'. That was not a topic she wanted to discuss anytime soon. Hele asked in the mind link. he replied and Hele nodded. "Anyhow I guess I have a vague concept of mates and what that entails...I just never thought it would happen to me, let alone with 6 guys..." she trailed off, not sure where to go from there.

"You said you had a nightmare" Cythraul started "do you remember it? Are you okay telling us what happened?" Sara nodded and told them about the war zone and bloodshed and battle that she witnessed and all of the men visibly turned pale and looked across the table at one another. "Did I say something wrong?" Sara asked, concerned. "No ..." Cythrual replied "but that dream...was a vision of the past," he told her and looked off not sure how to continue.

They sat in silence for some time before she spoke up. "Well this awkward silence is killing me, so subject change! Why don't you all tell me about yourselves? I know Murciél is a Vampire, clearly, what about you guys?" she asked the rest of them.

Thankful for the break in the silence and subject change Hele spoke up first "I am a werewolf, The werewolf king, just as Murciél is the Vampire king" he informed her. Her eyes grew wide and she nodded "are you all kings?" she asked and they all nodded.

"Hele and I were once human, there was a plague ravaging the western hemisphere that we later found out was orchestrated by a dark coven of witches." Murciél informed her. "What they didn't count on was any repercussions or side effects of the spell. At the time I had been bitten by a wolf and Murciél by a bat." Hele finished for him.

"Well then" she said with a short humorless laugh and looked at Mahō "I am a warlock" he told her. "One of the oldest races in existence only second to Mala'ika and Cythraul over there. Magic and natural medicine were believed to be one and the same in the east, especially in my homeland of Japan. I am not the first of my kind however, I am the oldest and most powerful" he informed her.

She smiled inwardly to herself and looked at Balaur who winked at her "I am the mighty dragon king!" he said enthusiastically. Sara stood up so fast she nearly knocked her chair over "wait does that mean you can shapeshift into a beautiful ass dragon and can I ride you!?" she blurted out. She covered her mouth trying to stop her words but it was too late and she fixed her chair and sat back down looking down at the table. Hele decided not to mention it this time as they all tried to stifle their laughs. She meant her words so innocently but they were grown men and she was their mate. Naturally they understood the double meaning and clearly she did, although a little too late.

"Of course , you can ride me however you like whenever you like," he replied with a grin that reached ear to ear and he chuckled. Cythrual smacked Balaur up side the back of his head playfully before turning back to Sara. "For me I suppose it would be the story of what came first. The egg or the dragon? I'm not too sure but like Mahō I am not the first but I am the oldest and most powerful." Balaur added with a cheesy grin.

Sara giggled softly and looked to Cythraul who had a worried look on his face. "I...I'm a demon" he told her worried she would freak. Sara felt her heart nearly beat out her chest but she realized that if the bible was off maybe demons aren't the big bad horrible people they were made out to be in the book and in movies. Plus she felt safe and cared for by all of them so no way they'd let him hurt her. Her heart seemed to relax a bit and Cythrual smiled at her once he realized she accepted him. "And I" Mala'ika started "am an angel" he finished and her jaw nearly fell off. Murciél reached over laughing and closed her mouth for her. "Cythraul and I are the first supernaturals. Unlike the common lore there isn't a God or Jesus per say but there is a heaven and hell. I weigh the heart of the souls I run into and judge them accordingly as does Cythraul."

"And based on their judgment depends on whether an angel like Mala takes them up or a demon like me self escorts them below" Cythraul added.

There was another drawn out silence while they let Sara process all the information they were feeding her. She let out a deep breath slowly and looked at the guys at the table again. She thought back to how alone she felt when Sister Inna disappeared and how she could never be sure about anything. Was she going to make rent, could she afford A meal let alone three, what would happen if she was let go again.

"Gonna be honest guys, this is the first time I've felt legitimately safe, wanted and welcomed in a very long time...Thank you" she told them and wiped the single tear that fell from her face. Even though she was still unsure of what exactly was to come she knew she wouldn't be alone anymore and they would face the unknown with her.

"And we will make sure that you never feel unwanted or unloved for the rest of our days" Balaur said seriously for the first time since they met. They all nodded in agreement and out of nowhere Sara asked "wait so how does this mating thing work exactly?" she asked looking around. She could see the desire and lust in their eyes and blushed but didn't look away. She couldn't act like she wasn't attracted to them either, she felt the pull to them like a really strong magnet.

They all pinned Mala'ika with a look and he rolled his eyes with a sigh. "Well there will be lots of sex involved, however you can choose if you want us all at once, a few at a time or one on one" he told her. Her eyes grew wide and she stared intently at the center of the table weighing her options "and then what?" she asked. "After each one of us had had you fully, we will mark you laying claim to you and we perform a blood exchange with you, through various methods, sealing the bond," he replied.

"What are the marks like, will it hurt?" she asked. "No not at all, they would look like tattoos to the regular human eye but someone of supernatural blood would see more...like an aura coming off it and our names" he replied, not sure how to describe it. She nodded and sighed " well that's.... Interesting to say the least.."

"I volunteer as tribute" Balaur called out and raised his hand in the air pinky and thumb bent down. Sara gave him a deadpanned look "I should make you go last to learn some patience" she retorted. Balaur gasped and put his hand over his heart in feigned hurt and everyone else laughed at him. She could tell he was the jokester of the group but could be serious when it needed to be. If she was ever down he'd put a smile on her face.

As the laughing died down Sara's stomach let it be known it was empty and upset. She groaned and rolled her eyes and the guys laughed again. "I have a strong feeling our ex-bachelor over here doesn't have enough food for all of us so we can order take-out or go out to eat. Your call " Cythrual told Sara.

"But I don't have any money" she informed them and as they all gave her a deadpan look. She realized she most likely wouldn't be paying for anything, anytime soon. "Ah...well I heard Jrs. had great cheesecake" she said hoping that wasn't a lie. "That they do but cheesecake isn't a meal" Murciél retorted.

"I mean it could be" Sara retorted, sounding like a kid throwing a tantrum. "Babygirl. You need food, we can get cheesecake for dessert" Murciél said to her and she scoffed. "Fine," she said, throwing her arms in the air in defeat. Hele raised a brow at her and looked to his brother Murciél "Noted" he said looking back at her. It was at this moment, Sara realized. She. Fucked. Up. "No wait, I'm sorry!" Sara said, her voice sounding younger. "Aht no, too late baby girl" Murciél replied and she groaned inwardly to herself. "I like italian" she blurted out trying to shift the focus back onto the topic of food and not her.

"That seems like a reasonable request" Balaur stated getting up and the others following suit. "Shit" sara said and realized she was still in her Pjs "I don't have clothes and I haven't had a chance to shower" she reminded them. "Go back to your room, I'll make sure there's toiletries and clothes for you. We can wait" Mahō told her and he snapped his fingers, his eyes changing colors a bit before returning to normal. "Right..." she said and did as she was told.

The bathroom was bigger than any bedroom she's ever had to herself. It kept the same black marble and grayscale theme but there was a lot of gold woven in. There was a multi-person deep tub with jets, that she definitely intended to test out later. There was a massive shower stall with 3 shower heads all with a removable center and a marble seat with rubber matting around it so you wouldn't slip. Sara noticed the lemon sugar scrub and got to work washing the last few days off of herself.

After about 15 minutes of bathing under water hotter than the tears of Satan and her body melting into relaxation she stepped out. "So fresh and so clean, clean" she sang to herself putting her hair up in a towel. She didn't have time to wash it properly but she put in some moisturizer and would wash it later. It was a 2 hour long process and she was debating on conning one or a few of the guys into helping her. She sighed to herself getting dressed, washing her face and brushing her teeth.