Chapter 250 Not Alone (I)

• Fumi was acting strange, not like I was any better. Having two men constantly bury their cocks inside you could destabilize you. It had only been a week since Waylen joined us, but it had been loads of marathon sex. I was surprised he stayed and even wore Malik’s clothes. Maybe those two were closer than I thought.
• I picked up my phone, a groan escaping my lips as I tried to sit up. I was so fucking sore, but it didn’t mean my body wouldn’t light up if both men entered the room. That was why I was hiding in the game room. I had no idea how to play the game on the big screen, but when I told Malik I needed space, he brought me here. He had taken the news about MG well. Too well, if you asked me. Waylen had scowled and glared at me. I knew he was pissed because of the IUD, but it was my body. Well, I belonged to them, but when I got the coil inserted, I didn’t need him or his permission to do it.
• A new message appeared in the group chat. It wasn’t as lively with Becca being away more often. Her one-month honeymoon had extended. I couldn’t deny the clench of my stomach each time she talked about her husband. Once upon a time, I used to look forward to my wedding. But it would never happen. I had never heard of a woman getting married to two women at the same time. If it had to be done, it would be done separately. Then the conversation of who I would marry first would crop up, putting me in the middle of another silent war between the men. Waylen would stir shit up if I chose to get married to Malik. Malik wouldn’t mind so much if I chose Waylen.