The First Half Blood

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  I woke up to the sound of thunder. It was raining. I lazily opened my eyes to spot two muscular bodies entangled with my own frail ones. I found myself chuckling at how weird our position was. It’s been days since I've been here and every time I wake up, it always feels like the first time. Did you sleep like that?  Klint asked with a smirk. They were both facing me while I laid on my back. Stephen's left hand was intertwined with my right hand and Aaron’s was with my left hand. My mates' open hands were wrapped around my waist and their were legs crossed over mine. I blushed at our seemingly acrobatic position. I feel very helpless, vulnerable, yet safe and contended. I never knew having a mate, or in my case – mates, would feel this pleasing. "Stop staring at our crotch unless y

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