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He takes a second to meet my and Oswald’s eyes, and there’s an unspoken understanding between the three of us—we’ll do whatever it takes to make sure she’s not taken away from us.
because I love them, and it was time they knew.”
“Them?” her mom questions. A second passes before I hear a soft but defiant, “Yes,” come from Waylynn.
“What kind of episode?” Bates questions.
“The kind that had me standing up in the middle of class and screaming while I was bawling my eyes out. That was the first time I went to inpatient.” “What caused it?
“It was you.” Memphis’ eyes become comically wide when I meet his stare.
“My voice made you crazy?” Memphis demands flippantly while Waylynn wilts from his words.
“Because you needed to know the truth, and it’s not just you. It’s always been all three of you.”
Her words finally register. She thinks she heard all of our voices. I don’t know what I was expecting her to tell us, but it wasn’t this.
“Waylynn, you haven’t said shit that frightened me away. I’ll admit to being a little surprised. It’s not every day you find out there’s proof you have a soulmate, but, baby, you’re still the same girl from yesterday, and I still want you, all of you—voices or not.”
“Grovel? Does Memphis grovel?” “For her, yes. I’ve seen it. It only lasted about a day, but he was tied up in knots. I never thought he’d let himself love anyone the way he loves her.” “She didn’t give him a choice. It’s impossible not to love her.” “But just for us, right? Because if some other dude starts sniffing around, it’s not going to go well.” “I think the three of us can keep her busy enough not to worry about anyone else.”
“Bates?”
“Thank you for, um… for sticking up for me, I guess, and for being so understanding. I know the situation isn’t normal.”
“Normal is way overrated, Waylynn. There’s nothing wrong with being extraordinary, and you don’t have to thank me for standing up for you. I’ll always be there for you—always.”
“No, now I want this, and I don’t think anyone would call it normal.”
“What this do you want?”
“You and them. I want all of you. Oz makes it seem okay, but I don’t know if it really is.”
Anything less than all of her will never be enough.
“Bates kissed me, and I kissed him back,”
“I know.”
“I don’t care what you do with him as long as you ...
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“Why don’t you care? It would kill me if I saw you touch or kiss someone else, or even talk to som...
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“If it were anyone else…”
“I couldn’t, but they are my family and all I have besides you, and I know you make them as happy and as whole as you make me.”
“I love you so, so much, but I love them too.”
“I know, sweets. That’s all I need.” “Will you promise to tell me if that ever changes?”
“I promise,”
“That’s what all this extra padding is supposed to do,” I counter. “Uh-ah, baby, that’s where you’re wrong.”
“Those are my grips, gives me something to hold on to.”
“Bates would probably bust a nut in his pants. Watching you come undone would be a fucking dream to him, since he likes to watch, and Memphis has already seen me with my head between your legs.”
“Do you have any idea how good you feel or how perfect you are?”
“I hope…it’s as good as…you feel…against me,”
“I think you need more than just my mouth on you.”
“You know how pretty you’re going to look with my cum dripping down your neck when I fuck these titties?”
“I need to know what you feel like on the inside first, how you’ll feel wrapped around me,”
Bates is standing in the entryway, and his eyes are on us.
“What do you say, baby? Do you mind if he watches?”
“Please tell me to stay.”
“Stay,”
“Can I fuck you?”
“You want my cock, Waylynn?” “Yes,”
“Christ, you were right. She’s addicting,” Oswald grates out between his teeth.
“Shut up and make her come or I will,” Memphis rumbles,
A moan leaves my lips, and a mouth covers mine—Memphis. I’d know his kiss if I were blind.
“Are you going to keep her quiet, or am I?” Memphis asks, then to me, he adds, “At home, you can be as loud as you need to be, but not here.” “Fuck,” Oswald groans,
“Keep her quiet,” Memphis replies
The mattress dips near my head, and I see Bates leaning over me, his dick in his hand as he guides it to my lips.
I open my mouth, and Bates puts his tip between my lips.
I hear, My sweet girl, in my head, just as if Memphis spoke it out loud, and I adore the praise as if he did.
“I love you,” I whisper, needing to say something. “Thank you.” He brushes his nose against mine
