"You're marked and mated, Master. Way to go!" Gunner said as he lounged on the couch. Harlow couldn't help but feel embarrassed as the guys smiled at her. "Hi babe," Harlow greeted Wes with a kiss. "These are for you," Wes said with a smile as he handed her a giant bouquet of some of her favorite flowers. "Thank you, babe. They're gorgeous. I wish they could live forever."

In that moment the flowers began to glow before settling. "You have to be mindful of what you say, Princess." Wes chuckled as he pecked her lips and watched her arrange the flowers in the vase he brought out. Harlow made sure she liked the look of the bouquet before making her way to Val who grabbed a handful of her ass and kissed her passionately.

"So, you two had fun without us." Val tsked causing Harlow to hit his chest. He took in her wrapped hand and sighed. "You want me to give you some blood to heal that?" Harlow shook her head no. "I love you, babe, but I don't ever want to drink your blood."

Val was in shock. "Did you just say what I think you did?" Harlow smiled widely causing Val to cheer loudly before spinning her around. "My querida loves me!" Val exclaimed before capturing her lips once more. "Alright, yes I love you, but your mate is hungry so if you don't care to see Kali, I suggest you feed me pronto."

Wes laughed as he brought over her plate. They ate together and the guys couldn't help but soak it all in. They had their mate. She wasn't mortal as they originally thought but actually quite supernatural and special.

"So, my magic has been coming up in full force." Harlow filled them in on what she did for Ava as well as what happened with the lightbulbs, dresser and mirror in Damien's room along with the earthquake. "We should make it a game," Val said with a smirk. "Who can make her damage the most shit by orgasm. Winner gets a prize." Harlow slapped him up side his head before rolling her eyes. She wanted some more salt, but it was on the counter across the way. She wished for the salt and watched as it magically lifted and floated over to her.

She smiled at her men triumphantly who seemed just as proud of her. "We have some witches in Marketing that I could introduce you too if you wanted." Val offered loving to see his mate come into her powers. Harlow looked down at her place deep in thought. "I don't know. I kind of want this to just be our secret for now."

They nodded in understanding. "Speaking of work and the supernatural, how many supernatural people are there at Draven?" Harlow asked before taking a bite of her sandwich. "98% of Draven is supernatural. Including your friend Calypso." Damien answered.

"Wow. Wait what?!" Harlow asked shocked. "Calypso is a succubus." Harlow's eyes widened before she started piecing together things. "That's why Declan forgets how to breathe around her!" They nodded in confirmation. "How come you three aren't effected? Aiden and Luke didn't seem to be effected either." Wes took the final bite of his sandwich before taking a sip of his water.

"Calypso like most succubi turn down their power when they're not on the hunt or feeding, however humans are so weak willed that they still fall at the lowest frequency. Aiden and Luke are vampire and werewolf, so at that low of a frequency it doesn't really affect them. However, if she were to turn it up just a tad they'd be putty in her hands." Wes informed.

"We aren't affected at any frequency because of how strong and old we are. That resilience has only gotten stronger now that we found you." Val informed kissing her knuckles. Harlow looked at Val and Damien and sighed. "What do you eat?" Val chuckled to her before kissing her neck and sucking on the spot beneath her ear causing her to moan.

"I'll eat that pussy if you let me," Val whispered pulling her earlobe into his mouth. Harlow smacked his arm. "I'm serious. I worry." Damien smiled at her. "Don't worry, dove. You fed me earlier. I'm actually quite full." Harlow looked at him confusedly.

"Demons can feed a lot of ways, but the most popular are through sex like an incubus or succubus or through soul reaping." Damien informed causing Harlow to nod at the newfound information. "Okay, so I can feed you with sex. Got it! What about you?" She asked looking at Val.

"I can drink from you. It won't hurt I promise, but once we mate and I mark you I'll only be able to drink from you." Harlow felt like she would never get a break from trying to grasp and navigate these supernatural rules and world. She took off Damien's shirt forgetting that she was naked underneath and craned her neck.

"Drink." She said closing her eyes and waiting for the inevitable pain, but it never came. She opened one eye and then another and stared into blood red eyes and amber eyes that flickered into blue. "No. No sexy thoughts. This is for food purposes only. Now drink, Valentine!" He couldn't help but feel like he was in trouble being called by his full name. He cupped her face and kissed it before turning it slightly. "I love you, Harlow." Val confessed before kissing her neck and then sinking his fangs into it.

The feeling was beyond euphoric. The initial prick was a little unsettling, but after that Harlow rode the high happily. No one had ever tasted this good. Val was trying so hard not to lose control, but she tasted so damn good.

His fingers caressed her thigh before opening them widely. He found her core and pumped two fingers into her soaking wet center. The sounds Harlow made should have been illegal, but as Wes soaked it all up, he knew he'd never get tired of hearing her cries of pleasure.

"That's enough, Val." Damien warned watching as Harlow began to get sluggish. "Val!" Harlow cried out as her orgasm wrecked her. The change in taste was even better as she orgasmed. "VAL!" Damien yelled. Val pulled away reluctantly.

His mouth stained with her blood that he licked off greedily. It wasn't until he noticed that Harlow was somewhat unresponsive that he realized what he'd done. "Querida, I'm so sorry." Val called out but she wasn't really responding. "Fuck," Val called out before taking a bite of his wrist and putting it to her lips. "Drink, cara mia."

Harlow couldn't see what she was being told to drink as she couldn't muster up the strength to open her eyes. She knew however as she tasted it that she did not like it. Her stomach immediately began to hurt and in seconds she was throwing up blood. "Princess," Wes said rushing over to her.

"It hurts," Harlow groaned loudly clutching her stomach. "It's okay, dove. We'll fix it." Damien said carrying her back to his room. "What did I do?" Val asked nervously but just received a glare from Wes who left to follow after Damien. Val cleaned up the mess before walking into Damien's room. He found Harlow in the bed with a cold compress on her forehead. He stroked her cheek before apologizing once more.

He made his way over to Damien's sitting area where Wes and him were seated. "What happened?" Val finally asked them. "She's part angel. We're assuming an angel can't drink the blood of any impure being, especially the undead." Damien informed knowing his assumption was right. "Fuck," Val said once more. "I'm sorry guys. I really am, but her blood. It was beyond intoxicating. I have tasted so many people before, but none like this."

"It's because you're mates. The blood of a mate is always going to be the sweetest or most savory depending on the vampire's preference. It also helps that she is made up of the most elusive supernatural creatures. You have to be careful with her, Val. We don't know what her powers mean for her, but she's just now coming into them. She's still as fragile as a mortal until proven otherwise." Damien instructed before moving to get up. "I guess you'll give her your present tomorrow," Wes said to Val who simply nodded. He looked back at his sleeping mate and sighed sadly.

Control nor patience were never his thing even as a mortal. He would have to find a way to pace himself to ensure something like this never happened again. He couldn't heal her, so she was just stuck with healing on her own and that wasn't good enough for him.He wouldn't put her through this again. "I love you so much, querida." Val said before kissing her cheek and heading off to bed.

Wes said his goodnights before making it to his room. He found Gunner on his bed and chuckled. "Can I help you, hellhound?" Gunner huffed before stretching. "You keep the air really cold in your room, which I love. We don't have central air conditioning in most parts of Hell, so I'm going to appreciate this while I got it." Wes laughed at the silly dog before hoping into the shower before bed.

He thought back to the events of the day and smiled. He knew she hadn't said it to him yet, but Wes was very aware that Harlow loved him and it did something to him. He couldn't wait to mate and mark her. He was sure it happened organically with Damien and that's what he wanted for them as well. He had waited centuries to lose his virginity to his mate what was a few more weeks. Wes got in bed as thoughts of Harlow and her sweet kisses invaded his mind.

They each talked about the gifts they got her and he loved that she truly appreciated his. He was worried about Val's gift as he didn't want to run her off with such a huge display of affection, but he did like the idea of mortals as well as supernatural creatures knowing she was spoken for.

Damien's gift flat out scared him. That was dabbling in very emotional and traumatic territory that he feared she wouldn't bounce back from depending on the outcome. However, Wes trusted Damien with his life and hers. He knew that if Damien felt it would be helpful then it would be.

Harlow woke up the next morning feeling a little bit weak and slightly disoriented. Memories of the night before came flooding back and she couldn't help but take inventory of her sore but pleased center. She touched her neck and felt the two puncture wounds from Val's bite and smiled. She had watched enough True Blood and Vampire Diaries to know what happened. Val had taken too much from her and her body was still reeling from it.

She turned her head and watched as Damien slept peacefully. She turned to her side and caressed his cheek gently as she smiled at him. "You're handsome you know that," Harlow whispered to him. She watched as a smile broke out on his face. "My wife has said that about me a time to time." Harlow giggled as he pulled her into his embrace. "How do you feel?" He asked seriously. "Tired. Drained, but happy." He nodded taking stock of her vital signs through his powers. Her heart rate and blood pressure were a little low and it made him want to smack Val against the head.

"Do you want to take another day off?" Harlow shook her head violently. "I already feel like my team thinks I'm a slacker for missing yesterday, but I really couldn't have gone in. I'm still an emotional mess, but my mates have been a welcomed distraction." He kissed the top of her head before rubbing her back. "I'm going to go make breakfast for me and Wes." Harlow said making a move to get out of his embrace, but he held her tighter.

"What about my breakfast?" Damien said seductively. Harlow didn't even know how he moved from holding her to spreading her thighs and burying his face in her core, but as the moan ripped through her she knew breakfast would have to wait.

Harlow came downstairs in a professional navy blue fitted dress with a white and navy scarf that she used to hide Val's bite mark. She paired the outfit with black pumps and a matching designer purse from her closet. The men waited for her in the kitchen with bright smiles. "You look beautiful, Princess." Harlow smiled up at Wes before giving him a deep and sensual kiss that left him wanting more. "I'm sorry, querida. I should have known better. I should have been better." Val apologized barely looking in her eyes.

"You're fine, babe." Harlow said as she forced him to look at her. "I got my scarf. I'm feeling better thanks to Damien's breakfast, which I realized as ½ demon I'm getting replenished from our romps too. All is well." Val smiled at her before pecking her lips. "You're still part witch, which is technically the most mortal supernatural creature so eat something." Damien instructed.

"We don't have time for that. I need to be caught up on everything I missed yesterday." Damien huffed. "Harlow eat some breakfast. You're still recovering and you need the strength." Harlow glared at her domineering mate. "You're not my damn Daddy, Damien. I'm a grown woman who knows her body and can do as she pleases. Don't tell me what I need to do."

At this point they were inches apart and Wes and Val watched counting down in their heads. '3...2...1.' They said to one another before watching as Damien pulled Harlow into his embrace and capturing her lips. They ravaged each other causing Wes and Val to chuckle.

"You two are the healthiest toxic couple I know." Val said as he handed Harlow a bagel with cinnamon cream cheese. "Ride with us, dove. I don't feel comfortable with you driving when you're not 100%." Harlow didn't feel like arguing with Damien again so she relented.