Willow slowly swam back to consciousness.  She felt hands on her stomach and moaned softly.  The hands were colder than normal, so she knew it was probably Angelus.

Her eyes flew open when she realized there were more than two hands on her.  There were a pair of hands on her stomach, a pair on her breasts, and a pair between her thighs.

She gasped, seeing Spike grin down at her.  "Hello, pet.  Ready for some fun?"
 
"No, no," she said softly.  "Please, don't do this..."
 
Spike pinched her hardened nipple.  "I think your body is disagreeing, luv."
 
She pushed herself up to a seated position, causing Spike's hands to leave her body.  He growled.
 
Xander was sitting on the bed at her side, one hand idly rubbing her stomach.  "Wills," he whined in a voice she was familiar with, "why won't you enjoy this?"
 
"Xander, stop it!" she hissed, shoving his hand away.  "I don't care if you are a demon or not.  You are...*were* my best friend, and I don't want you molesting me."
 
A cold finger slowly ran up the cleft of her center.  She gasped, turning to face in front of her.  Angelus was perched between her legs, his fingers oh so achingly close...  "Angelus..."
 
He grinned at her.  "Willow, you are truly beautiful naked."
 
She gasped, realizing she was naked in front of the three vampires. "NO!" she cried, pulling away from him and curling into a ball at the head of her bed.  She glanced over to see Angel was still asleep, no idea that she was being terrorized again.  "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
 
Angelus grabbed her shoulders and shook her.  "Bitch, we haven't even begun to play with you yet."
 
"Daddy," Xander whined, "she's such a pretty pet, can I have her please?"
 
Angelus' eyebrow rose.  "Not forever, Xander.  There is much torture in her future.  You can, however, fuck the bitch if you want."
 
Xander turned, leering at Willow.  "Good.  I always wanted to know what she was like in bed."  He grabbed his former best friend and pushed her down.
 
She struggled.  "Xander, please, please don't do this to me.  I can handle Angelus...but you...you are my best friend!"
 
"Which makes this all the more perfect, Wills," he purred in her ear. "Just relax.  Let the Xand-Man make everything better."  He ran his fingertips down her side.  "Just relax, Willow.  You know I'd never hurt you."

She closed her eyes and shook her head.  "No.."  A sob escaped her lips. "I don't...don't want you like that."
 
"But you did at one time, Willow.  You were in love with me for so many years..."
 
"NO!" she cried.
 
Xander growled and his game face slipped on.  His eyes were dangerous. "Willow, shut up, or I will force you to shut up."
 
Willow stared up at him in horror.  Her mouth clamped shut as her mind began to race.  She closed her eyes and began to imagine she was far away from there, somewhere safe.
 
Her eyes flew open when she felt Xander slide into her.  "Oh, goddess...." she whispered, turning her head to the side.  Tears filled her eyes as she watched Angel sleep peacefully. <Why won't you wake up...>
 
*-*-*-*
 
Angel's eyes flew open at the first whimper.  He hasn't been asleep long, that he knew.  He glanced at his watch.  <Three minutes,> he thought. 
 
He glanced over at the bed and gasped.  Willow was lying on top of the covers, twisting her pajama shirt in her hands.  She was moaning softly, her lips parted in ecstacy.
 
"Willow?" he asked softly, going to the bed.  He sat down next to her, running his fingers on her face.  She was covered in a fine sheen of sweat.  "Willow, honey, wake up."
 
"Noooo...." she moaned in her sleep.  "Xander....don't...."
 
<Xander?  I didn't know she still liked Xander.> Angel thought. 
 
"Xander...please...goddess...don't stop...."
 
<Well, it's obviously a good dream about him.>  Angel sighed.  He didn't want to wake Willow up in the middle of an dream about Xander.
 
"Spike..." she moaned.  "Please..."
 
Angel's eyebrow rose. 
 
"Angelus...why?  Why me?  Please...oh, goddess....Angelus, touch me there.."
 
Angel growled softly.  It was happening.  He was there in her dreams.
 
*-*-*-*

Willow clutched to Angelus.  All three of them had been with her, having  their way with her.  None of them had been rough...but it was still  Angelus.  He was the one she wanted, he was the one that made her cum the hardest.
 
"Cum for me," he whispered.  "Cum for your Angelus..."
 
Willow exploded as he reached down and touched her core.  Her back arched.  "Ooooh, goddess....Angelus..."
 
*-*-*-*

Angel's eyes grew wide as Willow arched off the bed, her hand slipping into her pajama bottoms.  Her body started shaking violently as she crashed into her orgasm.  "Ooooh, goddess.....Angelus...."
 
Angel grabbed Willow's shoulders and shook her.  Her eyes flew open. "Angelus?"
 
"No," he growled.  "Angel."
 
She blinked at him with a look of confusion.  "But...and you were....and he was....then Spike....and Xander did.....Angel, why didn't you wake up when I screamed for you?  Xander bit me, he hurt me, and you wouldn't wake up!"
 
"Willow, I was asleep for three minutes."
 
She shook her head, denying it.  "No," she said.  "You were asleep for hours.  They were here....hours..."
 
"No, Willow.  Three minutes.  I've been sitting on your bed with you for maybe half a minute.  In that time you went from Xander, to Spike, then Angelus."
 
Willow's mind swirled.  "It was a dream?"
 
"Yes."
 
"Xander's still alive!" she cried, sitting up quickly.  She grabbed the phone and dialed his number.
 
After five rings, the phone was answered.  "What?"
 
"Xander, are you awake?" Willow asked frantically.
 
"I am now."
 
"Xander, this is important.  Are you a vampire?"
 
Xander laughed softly.  "Wills, have you had coffee?  Or did you get a blow to the head or something?  Me?  A vampire?  don't think so."
 
Willow started sobbing on the phone.
 
"Wills...aw...Willow, don't cry...I'm sorry.  Honey, what is it?  What's wrong?"
 
"Xan...Xander...you were...and..."  She sobbed.  'You were there and you hurt me..."
 
"Wills, you know I'd never hurt you."
 
A chill ran through Willow and her sobs quieted.  When she spoke, her voice was soft, but full of pain.  "That's what the Vamp you said after you savagely bit me and before you forced me to have sex with you."
 
Xander's heart stopped.  "Oh my god," he whispered.  "Willow, what is happening to you?"
 
"I don't know, Xander."  She sniffed.  "I just don't know."