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anywhere. After they’d fought the demon at Castle Archangel, no one could
separate them. Haniel had given up everything for him. Jeremiel would never be
able to repay that. And really, who would care that he wanted to kiss his best
friend right now? He glanced over. Haniel fidgeted, eyes dark. Not thinking,
Jeremiel reached up and touched his mouth. Haniel’s lips were really soft.
    “Fuck,” Haniel breathed, eyes fluttering shut.
    Jeremiel leaned in. When Haniel’s mouth touched his, he shuddered.
“What are we doing?” he asked, lips touching.
    “Shut up.” Haniel slid his fingers into Jeremiel’s hair and
deepened the kiss.
    Jeremiel’s brain went offline. He gripped Haniel’s arms, cock
going hard and aching all over again. He kissed his friend until he didn’t know
where he was anymore. Haniel held him steady, kissing him back with such
intensity that he felt their connection down to his toes.
    “If Charmeine were here, we would kiss her like this,” Haniel
whispered, startling Jeremiel into immobility. He bit at Jeremiel’s lower lip. “And
this.” He licked inside.
    “Oh my God.” Jeremiel couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. The idea
of sharing her was more than he could take.
    “She’d probably be shocked, but also intrigued,” Haniel continued,
kissing down Jeremiel’s jaw. “She wants us both. Did you see her looking at us?
She’s down there in her little kitchen, thinking about us right now. Wondering
if we’re touching each other.”
    “What are you saying?” Jeremiel asked breathlessly.
    “Can’t you feel it?” Haniel asked.
    Jeremiel couldn’t feel anything except the pounding of his heart. “I
feel you,” he murmured.
    “She’s our mate, Jeremiel.”
    Jeremiel went still, lips against Haniel’s cheek. “Impossible. She’s
human.”
    Haniel pulled him closer. “I wish it were impossible. Why is her
name Charmeine? That’s an angelic name.”
    “She’s human.” Jeremiel slid his hand down Haniel’s arm, gripping
hard, as if he were about to slide off a cliff and only his friend could save
him.
    “I’m not so sure about that.” Haniel kissed him again and Jeremiel
couldn’t stop him. Didn’t want to.
    “Angels don’t mate with humans. They don’t mate with two people,
either. They pair up,” Jeremiel said against Haniel’s mouth. He trembled. What
was happening to them? His skin was on fire. “Trios are a myth.”
    “Anything’s possible. Look at me. I’m mostly broken, but I’m still
here,” Haniel said, pulling away again.
    “Stop that.” Jeremiel grabbed his hands, then slid an arm around
his neck. “You’re not broken. You’ve never been broken. Even if you never fly
again, you’re still you. ” From the look on Haniel’s face, his friend
didn’t believe a word he said. Fuck this. Jeremiel turned, climbing on
top of him and pushing him down onto the bed. He shoved his cock into the
hollow between Haniel’s hip and abdomen. God, so fucking good. “Shut up.”
    Haniel closed his eyes and bucked up, his own hard-on bumping
against Jeremiel’s. “This part of me isn’t broken, just everything else.”
    Jeremiel bit his neck. “I said, shut up.”
    Haniel panted, hips moving urgently. “You have no idea what you’re
doing.”
    “Neither do you,” Jeremiel retorted, holding him down. He kissed
him again, stubble scraping against his chin. He thought about Charmeine, how
her face would go pink if she saw them like this. How her eyes would go wide
and then her mouth would open, but she wouldn’t be able to speak. She’d just
stare at them. He thrust faster, the thin fabric of his boxers chafing the
sensitive head of his dick. He didn’t care. From the look on Haniel’s face,
neither did he.
    “Fuck me,” Haniel said, hazel eyes glittering in the sunlight. “I
want to feel alive again.”
    Those words sent him over. Jeremiel groaned, every muscle in his
body locking as his cock pulsed. Haniel trembled, then he grabbed