Angel's Honor
“His borrowed sweatpants were warm and comfy and smelled like Gabriel. That made him happy. He was eating a delicious bowl of homemade chili. And his mate was smiling at him, seemingly not at all disturbed to have participated in an incredible flight that included mid-air gay sex. Not having to deal with a sudden attack of I-thought-I-was-straight panic was definitely high on Raphael’s list of things to be thankful for.
More importantly, aside from the initial freak-out she’d had on the porch, Ariel had been incredibly nice and relaxed and kind about the entire Omega-mate-claiming thing. Gabriel hadn’t even had to say anything to her to calm her down. As soon as she realized how embarrassed they were and how loud she was being, she’d clapped a hand over her mouth and backed into the house. She’d mumbled ‘sorry’ and fled to her room until he and Gabriel showered and dressed. Now, all three of them were functioning comfortably under the illusion that she hadn’t seen either him or her bro...ther naked.MoreLess
More importantly, aside from the initial freak-out she’d had on the porch, Ariel had been incredibly nice and relaxed and kind about the entire Omega-mate-claiming thing. Gabriel hadn’t even had to say anything to her to calm her down. As soon as she realized how embarrassed they were and how loud she was being, she’d clapped a hand over her mouth and backed into the house. She’d mumbled ‘sorry’ and fled to her room until he and Gabriel showered and dressed. Now, all three of them were functioning comfortably under the illusion that she hadn’t seen either him or her bro...ther naked.MoreLess
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