"Okay then" they looked at her "let's do it. Mark me..." she added. "What?" She asked looking at them. "...the marking is sacred and should be done when you're ready. We will not force you nor allow someone or anything else to force your hand." Balaur replied. She sighed and rubbed her face in her hands up and down a few times. "Have any of you ever thought to ask what I wanted in all this?" They all looked at her with a glint of guilt in their eyes. "Right," she continued " so I realized a few things. And please correct me if I'm wrong. We are mates, yes?" They nodded "and there is no one else meant for me but you all and no one meant for you all but me, ya?" They nodded again. "So what in your fucking mind made ya'll think I wouldn't want this?" They looked up to her shocked. ", you must be sure...usually the marking is done in tandem with the mating. They can be done separately but that's why we waited." Murciél said.

Sara blushed taking a deep breath. 'Well fuck' she said before slamming her fist into her open palm like she was playing rock, paper scissors. "Iight so boom. Yall get 48 hours with me. We go on our dates. And do the marking and mating." She said as the fireplace became super interesting. ", as much as I wish to be with you you don't have to rush in-" Sara cut him off. "Again with y'all assuming to know what I want! I get it...I'm shy when it comes to the subject, Mala'ika...you'd be my first. But my shyness isn't fear! It's not that I don't want to I'm just nervous. " she said the last part small and soft looking at the floor twiddling her thumbs. Mala'ika lifted her chin to look at him and he smiled at her. "It would be my honor to be your first." he said. "And we will all show you true love." Cythraul added. Sara nodded and smiled softly.

"Alright boys you heard the lady. Finalize your plans. It's go time" Balaur said as he clapped and jogged out of the room. They all laughed and everyone filed out to their rooms. "Waaaaiittt!" Sara called out. "I just realized something... how did yall find me?" She asked. She had been wondering for some time but couldn't figure out how they got to her. Her new phone was gone to parts unknown and they had to replace it again so she was sure they didn't trace it. "Remember when I hugged you before we split up?" Balaur asked. She nodded in reply, "well Mahō put a tracking spell on a coin so when I slipped my hand in your pocket I tucked the coin deep. It was small and unless they were looking for it, they wouldn't have seen it" he informed her. "I'm assuming they were too cocky and sloppy enough to not bother with a proper pat down, not that it would of helped. But just in case" Mahō added and Sara nodded. Kidnapping aside they had a plan in place to get her. She smiled and everyone went to finish their planning leaving her to finish her hot coco in peace.

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Date 1: Mala'ika

Mala'ika wouldn't let Sara see or know where they're going. He made sure she dressed comfortably in a denim jumpsuit outfit with white converses and he had her braid her hair into 2 cornrows.

Mala'ika however wore jeans with a button up and a black suit jacket.

As a surprise he got her purple leather driving gloves. "I think I love you!" Sara said with pretend sniffles. Mala'ika laughed and his hand rested over hers, "I love you too ." He replied.

"Okay but seriously why can't I see where ar-" Sara was cut off by the sounds of various engines revving and tires screeching on pavement. She started bouncing in her seat and clasped her hands together in excitement. "You can take it off." Mala'ika said and she ripped off the blind fold. "It's a private raceway I own. They're having practice runs for a race tomorrow but in an hour the track is ours" Mala'ika informed her and she started to squeal with joy. "Wait what are we driving? Are we racing too? Ho my goodness that drift was amazing!" she started firing off random questions while enjoying the view.

She was so preoccupied she didn't realize Mala'ika had gotten out and opened her door for her extending his hand. She took it and climbed out of the car enthusiastically. "Today , we get to race to our hearts content. Today you get your first lesson in manual." Sara giggled "I already know manual," she replied. "Perfect!" he exclaimed "then I get to teach you the next best thing..." Sara looked at him as realization set in and her eyes grew wide with glee. "Drifting." He finished. "FUCKING SHIT YEAH!! FFUUUULLLLLL SEEENNNDDDD!!!!!" Sara yelled out and Mala'ika laughed.

Mala'ika and Sara spent that next hour watching the rest of the racers practice and then Mala'ika taught her drifting. He was proud of her quick pickup of the skill and her ability to listen. They even got some tandems in before it was time for dinner. He didn't blind fold her this time but Mala'ika drove them off-road through the forest while introducing her to various car enthusiasts on YouTube.

"POP POP POP UP UP N DOWN HEADLIGHTS!" they sang with James Pumphrey. Donut Media was her new favorite channel because it gave her awesome stats and history on amazing cars and James was funny as hell to boot.

After about an hour they arrived at a modern treehouse in the woods. "I think Ima cry for real, for real this time Mal," Sara said, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "This....this is beautiful..." she muttered. Sara got out, not bothering to wait for him to get her door and started walking towards the house taking in all the details. "Not as beautiful as you ...." he replied. "Hush you flirt" she said wiping a tear and playfully swatting his arm. "What do those even mean?" she asked finally.

" means 'my soul' and mean my reason. The reason I breath, the reason I live, love and I wouldn't have it any other way." He answered her. She started crying softly at his words. She was so happy here with him and he was such a romantic it made her melt. He kissed her deeply and passionately but it was still soft and caring. "Come let's go inside" he said, leading her to the house.

The sun hadn't fully set and it cast beautiful pinks, purples and oranges into the skyline. The firebugs were already out giving the area a fairy light effect with a natural yellow glow. It had rained earlier and the woods smelled like a fresh shower. The forest floor was moss covered and kept strong under their weight. Mala'ika led Sara to the stairs that would take them up to the house. She was so excited she tried to run up past him but he caught her with his arm around her waist.

"Oh no you don't" he said lifting her cradle style in his arms. "Hey wha-oh.." she said "what are you doing?" she asked. "Seeing as how we are about to embark on the equivalent of a marriage, I'm carrying my bride and queen up to and over the threshold." He said with a smile while walking up the stairs. Sara blushed at his words, not because she was embarrassed but because she was touched by his words and they simply made her feel loved.

Sara looked up admiring the outside of the house. It was two levels made of completely natural wood with the metal support of course. Each level had their own stair access but also had stairs connecting the two inside the house proper. All lighting outside and on the stairs was recessed and soft. Each floor had an open balcony with a metal and glass railing. Mala'ika waved his hand under her and the door unlocked and opened of its own accord and he walked in.

"Welcome home my love" he said and kissed her. Inside had the same wood for the walls floor and ceiling. To the left of the front door were the stairs up to the second floor. Behind the stairs was a simple yet open kitchen. Updated chrome appliances and a four seater island instead of a formal dining area. "That oven is electric" Sara said plainly and disappointed "right woods, gas, fire. I get it" she said and giggled. Mala'ika chuckled at her as he put her down inside and closed the front door.

To the right was an open living room with a huge couch and sofa in an L set up. There was a hand carved solid wood coffee table that sat on top of a fur skin rug. There was a massive electric fireplace that she almost mistook or wood burning since it was giving off so much heat. Above the mantel was a wall mounted 60in TV with a firestick, chromecast and roku plugged into it. "That's a lot of movies" Sara said aloud absentmindedly. "Don't worry we won't have much time to use them" he whispered in her ear and kissed below her earlobe. She shuddered in anticipation and smiled with a soft blush. Past the kitchen and living room was the door for the balcony that she wanted to explore but he guided her upstairs with his hand on the small of her back.

Coming up the stairs there was a double door to the left, "the walk in" Mala'ika pointed to the doors. To the right in the center of the wall was a solid oak frame with a California king bed. To the right of the bed was a single door she figured was the bathroom. The ceiling had a massive wooden ceiling fan, the blades carved to look like leaves. "I'll make dinner, you go wash up," he said, kissing her before going back downstairs.

Sara took a deep calming breath and walked into the closet. The right side was for her and the left was his. "Seriously where the fuck are they getting all these clothes for me, and why do they always fit?" she muttered to herself. Sara walked into the bathroom and immediately smiled at the homey feel and smell.

To the left was a two person vanity that was on the same wall the bed was on. On the right was a massive two person tub and a wonderfully large shower with multiple shower heads. There was even a window in the far back. Sara took longer than expected to freshen up and stepped out about 30 minutes later. She was happy she did her hair before they all departed but she had forgotten to shave. A big no no. Some natural was nice but she wanted to be different this time.

After she lotioned up with a body butter that went with her body sugar scrub she slipped on the lingerie she chose. She slipped on her black high waisted cheeky pantys before slipping on her black satin camisole. The sides of her top were sheer mesh and there was underwire to help support her breast. The camisole had a built in garter she clipped her black fishnet thigh high to, making sure to lay the top lace hem out smoothly. Then she slipped her feet into her six inch, open toed, fuck me heels that were tan on the sole while the straps over her toes and around her ankles were urle and yellow respectively.

"What is this divine smell you have created my dearest angel?" Sara asked walking into the kitchen wiping some drool off her lips. "Your fav, fettuccine alfredo with chicken. I made everything from scratch and the chicken is from a local farm, fresh." He said stirring the sauce with a whisk. "Need any help?" She asked on her tiptoes looking over his shoulder. "No . It's almost done, sit let me care for you" he replied turning to her and kissing her with his arm around her waist.

Mala'ika took in her outfit and smiled at her with a glint of lust building in his eyes. "I'm more so looking forward to dessert" he said smacking her lightly on the butt as she walked to sit at the island. Mala'ika served them both and they ate mostly in silence. "I can never eat at an Italian restaurant ever again after this.." Sara muttered enjoying her meal and leaning on his arm.

He laughed heartily and the sound of it warmed her. Against his wishes she made sure she cleaned up after dinner while he put away the leftovers. As Sara was putting the last dish to dry Mala'ika snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close. Through the thin fabrics she was wearing she could feel his want and need pressed against her ass and back. "Holy shit" she muttered, "n now for my favorite part of tonight" he whispered into her ear before kissing behind it.

Sara giggled softly as a shiver went down her spine and Mala'ika lifted her bridal style back up to the bedroom. "I promise I will be gentle at first ...but I cannot promise it will stay like that or that you'll be getting much sleep tonight" he told her, placing her down by the foot of the bed. Sara opened her mouth to say something but the pure sexual desire in his eyes made her lose her words. She closed her mouth trying to find her words but when she opened them again his lips were on her. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around his neck and tiptoed to get deeper into the kiss. 'Six fucking inches and he's still taller than me!' She thought.

His hands roamed her back until they settled on her ass and he squeezed. She left out a squeal when he did and he used that as an opportunity to slip his tongue in her mouth. Lifting her by her ass forced her to wrap her legs around his waist and she felt his swollen cock press against her warm and waiting pussy.

Mala'ika moved them to a side of the bed as they grinded against each other slowly, her juices making a mess on his slacks through her lingerie. His tongue made its way around fighting her own and he savored the flavor of them together. "Now I get to finish what I started" he whispered against her lips as they pulled away for air.

Sara thought she would have been head over heels nervous but at this moment in his arms she was simply at peace. She was happy, warm and loved and now she was going to get it six fold for the rest of her days. She never realized she was the only human in the group which could complicate things but she didn't get a chance to as Mala'ika kissed her again. This time it was ravenous like he was a man starved for months. Matching his own aggression, Sara tried to pull him closer if possible, her arms wrapped around his neck.

He pulled back only to leave a trail of hot burning and passionate kisses down her jaw line and to her neck, sucking, biting and licking every inch of her skin making her squirm with pleasure beneath him letting out sighs of pleasure or moans of his name. "" he murmured against her collar bone, his warm breath sending a shiver of pleasure down her spine. "" he whispered against her other collar bone before kissing his way down her chest to the valley her breast created while confined.

"I hope you're not too attached to this..." he said and Sara looked down confused as he looked up to her through his lashes, his eyes glowing so bright she thought he could light the room like he lights her life. "To wh-" she didn't get to finish asking as he sucked on her nipple through the satin material. Her body immediately responded as her back arched into him pressing her breast further into his mouth. "Fuck..." she moaned as hi bit her nipple gently before licking the sting away. "This."was his only reply as he ripped the front of the camisole open letting her breast spill out before he took one into his mouth again.

The sensation the satin gave was something but to feel the full heat of his mouth on her nipples sent her body into overdrive and her core burning with pleasure she never could have fathomed. Without checking she knew she was a mess between her legs but it seems like he decided to check for her. As he switched breast, his free hand slid down her sides, hips and waist to her womanhood and rubbed gently against her lips through her panties, purposefully missing her most sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Fuck Mal-mmm" she moaned as his finger rubbed against her clit in soft slow circles teasing her to no end. The pleasure was amazing but the pace he was moving was driving her mad. "My sweet love, so wet and ready for me." he said, kissing his way down her navel to her sweet pot below. He didn't devour her immediately, he wanted her as wound up as he could possibly get her before they lost their minds.

Instead he kissed, licked and nibbled his way up and down her inner thighs and legs and her skin felt a trail of fire in his wake. "Mala'ika...please" she begs squirming under his firm hold. "Please what ...tell me what you desire" he replied, doing the same to her other leg. "You, ah...I desire you pleasing, fuck, me!" she moaned. "As you wish my queen" he said, ridding her of the remaining fabric on her body and sliding his tongue across her clit in a slow long lick. "Yes!" she cried out as he began to swirl his tongue along her bundle of nerves. "More please!" she begged and he obliged. Mala'ika slid his middle finger against her tight entrance lubricating it properly before sliding it inside her while he tongue did sinful things above.

She let out inhuman sounds of pleasure as he slowly began to remove and insert his finger over and over again. Her body bucked against his hand tried to quicken the pace of pleasure. "Let me please you," he said in a firm tone that left no room for rebuttal and he pinched her nipple. "Fuck, I need more..." she cried out with the sting of pleasure and pain.