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ANGEL’S POV The boys didn’t get the night they had anticipated. I didn’t realise how long it been since I had a night to myself without worrying about Dean. Neither of them seemed to mind. We got into bed and the three of us moulded together like we always had. I had missed this. I had missed us and now after everything we had been through and with the secret that brought us back together I couldn’t have been happier. Perhaps this was our destiny all along. I woke up to feather light kisses being peppered down my neck. A hand smoothed over the edges of my silken shorts until they reached the waistband and started pulling them down until I was left completely bare. I rolled onto my back and let the attack happen. I was forever there’s and they could have me anyway they pleased. Curt
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