Chapter Three Whip #3
Watching him fuck her, him watching me fuck her, the two of us fucking together. I mean all that sounds fucking amazing.
“Peyton and I have never done that, but I know that she would be into it if you were involved. I’m willing to be in that type of relationship with her. For the two of us to be with her. Her to be your ol’ lady at the club, her to be my ol’ lady at mine.
For all of us to raise whatever kids we have together, but you’ve got to get your shit together. You can’t keep pushing her away. If you love her, figure it out. I’m not going to make her choose and I know you wouldn’t try and take her from me because of the kids.
But you have to know that she is in love with both of us, she tells me everything. She’s my best friend, don’t tell Parker. They haven’t really been as close as they were before.”
I look up at him and I feel like I have to triple check with what I am hearing from this guy. “You want the three of us to be in a relationship? How are you okay with that?”
“I’m okay with it because I love her, because I know she loves both of us and doesn’t want to have to choose. Right now she thinks you hate her and used her for sex. So you’ve got a long way to go. I don’t think today is the day to work through that.
But we are moving back to town about 30 minutes from here.”
That has my head snapping up and looking at him.
They are moving back and only 30 minutes away.
I can seriously be that close to her, that would be amazing.
“We’ve been looking at building a house on the property we found for the clubhouse. I’d like to give you some space there. I probably will do it even before you tell me your decision, so that you know it’s there. But it’s close enough for you to drive back to the club every day.
It’s a different type of relationship. But I think we could all make it work. Don’t let your past dictate who you are now.”
After he says that he turns and starts walking into the kitchen.
So I decide to follow him and I hear the door open again as we make it to the kitchen and male voices shout through the house saying they are here.
Dragon, Twister, Hurricane and Thorn all enter the kitchen.
Thorn avoids looking at me, I know I need to talk to him and apologize.
Hopefully, he will let me do that today.
Hurricane, he looks down in the dumps, but is trying to put on a happy face for his family.
I know that act, I do it all the time. Not for my biological family, but the family I found here in Devil’s Chaos.
“Woah! Peyton! What’s that you’re hiding under your dress? You got a basketball under there?” Twister says. Peyton turns in Knox’s arms and glares at her brother.
“No you fucker! I’m pregnant!”
“Language!”
Mama J says at the same time Dragon says something that doesn’t sound great, something you probably don’t want to say to a pregnant woman about her size.
From everything that Lash has said women get really self conscious about their bodies when they are pregnant.
Which I think is crazy because she is beautiful and honestly, even more beautiful now.
Even though those babies are not biologically mine, they are hers and she is glowing.
“Fuck you, Cane! No! There are three little monsters in here!”
Holy Fuck! Three? Where have I been and why the hell didn’t I ask every time Fang kept saying ‘children’.
Obviously I knew there was more than one, but damn I did not think that there were three in there.
She definitely carries it well. Fuck. Now I am having some sort of pregnant women fantasy about bending pregnant Peyton over the counter.
Her tits look fucking fantastic, those have definitely grown.
I feel myself getting harder in my jeans and I move behind the counter so that I can adjust myself without having anyone notice.
Thankfully they are all distracted by that little announcement.
“THREEEEEEEEEEE?!?!?!?!”
I hear Fang chuckle and watch as Peyton playfully smacks him on the arm. “Yes, I got lucky enough to get knocked up with triplets on the first go!”
Everyone goes up to them and gives Peyton hugs and the women give Fang hugs and the men slap him on the back.
I decide that I am going to get in there, it has been too long since I have felt her in my arms.
So I walk up to her and pull her in for a hug, bending my face into her neck so that I can whisper in her ear.
“You look so beautiful, baby.” I pull her as close as I can, feeling all her curves, then let my hand wander to her belly before I kiss her on the cheek and head over to Fang.
Giving him a hug and a slap on the back, what everyone would call a bro hug.
I can tell everyone is watching us carefully.
So whispering in his ear so no one else can hear.
I want to fix our relationship before anyone else finds out what is going on.
“If I can get her to forgive me and get my shit together, the next set of babies she carries are going to be mine.”
I pull away from him and he chuckles. I look around the room at everyone’s wary eyes. Peyton looks over at Fang asking her if everything is okay. He replies with a nod and tells her they will talk at the hotel.
I hesitantly walk over to my best friend.