VIVIENNE's POV
In the next moment, I felt my back press against something soft, probably the couch.
''Roman…'' I called out, pulling the hand of my dress down as the heat started to engulf me.
''Vivi.'' Roman's voice sounded in my ear. Relief washed through me knowing he was still here. That he still wanted to indulge In whatever messed up shit this was.
Then he kissed me.
I moaned, melting into his kiss.
My clothe was suddenly turn apart and a large hand which I knew all too well wasn't Roman's grabbed my breast.
I moaned, my breathing coming in ragged gasps. I wanted more than just one touch. I wanted more.
As if knowing exactly what I wanted, the hand was replaced with hot breath and then my boobs was buried into sweet haven.
I moaned into Roman's mouth, grabbing the hair of the assailant and tossing it down my boobs while arching my back.
A muffled gasp escaped my lips as one finger was tossed into my pussy hole.
I started to rock my hips forward, fucking the hand. Then another slipped inside. And another.
I shut my eyes tight, my body trembling as I moaned, begging for more.
I was getting fingered, kissed, fondled, kissed and I could still feel tongue swirling around my belly button.
A tear drop slid down my eyes and I pulled away from my kiss with Roman, shame flying out the window.
''Fuck me, Pleaseee...'' I blurted out.
None of them answered. Just kept offering their services without slipping their manhood in me.
I begged, cried, shattered over and over again till I was exhausted.
Roman carried me in his arms to our bedroom and placed me in the tub.
My eyes was closed, sleep and tiredness pricking at me.
I just lay flat on the surface of the tub, rested my head against It and let Roman take care of me.
After he was done washing me, he carried me back to the room and placed me on the bed before draping the covers on me.
I closed my eyes, thinking about what in the nightmare had just happened before finally succumbing to exhaustion.
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I woke up to a splitting ache.
My head was banging and my body felt like it had been ran over by some truck full of stones.
Then suddenly, the events of last night hit me.
I jumped off the bed, ignoring our my head spinners so bad.
''Roman..'' I called out, my heart beating incessantly in my chest as I searched for him in the bathroom.
This has to be a fucking joke!
I was in my heat and he got his crazy brothers to run their tongue through my body while he did it with them!
What was he thinking?!
My heart thumped loudly against my ear, my hand curling into fist as I dug my nails into my palm till it drew blood.
What the fuck was Roman thinking?
Was this what he meant by opening our marriage? Sharing me with his brothers?
The sight of Rhys erected dick suddenly flashed in my head and I yelped, shutting my eyes like I was seeing it instead of thinking it.
What the fuck was wrong with me?!
Doing crazy things with my husband brothers was far from okay!
I took quick strides into the closet and tore my nighties off before picking up a shirt and pants and draping it on.
I needed to talk to someone, anyone.
Fiona!
I grabbed my bag and exited the room, tiptoeing through the hallways where the triplet rooms were and heading for the living room instead.
Luckily, none of them had woken up yet.
I made some toast and ate it quickly before leaving the pack house and heading for Fiona's.
''Viv?''
I stopped in my tracks, my heart almost leaping out of my chest.
I turned around to find Cassian staring at me in shock.
He didn't have a shirt on, his six packs glistening as the early morning light hit it.
He had a low rise short on, his torso bare.
I pressed my thighs against each other, shifting my eyes away from his body.
But I just came in contact with the same thing. Twice.
As if they had been mind linked by Cassian, Maddox and Rhys showed up looking the same as Cassian with low rise shorts and a bare skin. It looked like the
I swallowed hard, sweat pooling at the side of my head.
''Where are you going?'' Maddox asked, wiping the sweat off his head and working towards me.
I evaded the eye contact and fiddled with the handle of my bag.
''Work.'' I replied simply, struggling to hold in my breath.
''It's a Saturday, viv.'' Rhys responded.
I shut my eyes in embarassment.
Fuck! How could I have forgotten that it was a Saturday?
''I'm just going to check how things are going with the pack that's—''
''You're not that dedicated Viv. Take off your bag and step in the ring.'' Maddox commanded, his voice leaving no room for negotiation.
''I—''
''Do what he says, Viv.'' Cassian muttered, gesturing to the boxing ring at the center of the clearing.
He was the only one who could've stopped Maddox from dragging me into his little Wrestling game.
I stomped my feet internally and took off my bag before walking towards the boxing ring.
Rhys stretched the ropes and I slid in, staring at Maddox. ''Now what?''
''We fight.'' He muttered, taking boxing gloves from Ryhs and draping it in his hand.
''What?!'' I shouted, staring at him like he had lost a few screw.
''Have you lost a few screws?!'' I blurted out, staring at him wide eyed.
''We are training, Viv.'' He muttered, tossing a set of boxing gloves my way.
I barely caught it, almost falling forward but Maddox managed to catch me.
''See?'' He whispered into my ear and I shivered, shutting my eyes. ''Can't even catch a pair of gloves. How are you supposed to handle real physical challenges.''
He helped me up and stepped back slightly. ''Wear it.''
I draped the gloves over my hand and put them up in a fighting stance.
''That's the spirit.'' Maddox uttered, a sly smirk breaking across his lips while Cassian and Ryhs cheered me from the side of the ring.
A low chuckle escaped my lips and I charged forward, hoping to hit Maddox in the face but he ducked and turned me around, pressing my back against his chest.
''You'd wind up dead.'' He muttered into my ear, a hint of teasing in his voice.
But it only fueled the competition in me.
''Again.'' He ordered, letting go of me.
I moved back to my side of the ring, strategizing on how to get to him before he got to me.
We kept going back and forth with me ending up on the floor over and over again.
''We continue tomorrow.'' Maddox muttered, tossing his gloves to the floor and leaving the ring.
''Are you okay, Viv?'' Rhys asked. But I didn't answer. My heart beating fast, my face filled with tears and the anger of not being able to hit Maddox at least once swirling in my chest.
''None of your freaking business!'' I snapped, forcing myself up my feet.
I slid out of the ring and pick up my bag, taking quick strides to Fiona's place.
I was panting heavily, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
The only thing I wanted to do more than punch Maddox in the face was vent.
I stopped in front of Fiona's house and knocked on the door gently.
The door slowly opened and her mother's head popped out. ''Luna?'' She asked, her eyes wide.
''It's Vivinne, Mrs Whitney. I'm here to see Fiona.'' I replied, corking her a small smile.
''Uhh…she's by the shed.'' She muttered. ''But you can come in and—''
''No it's fine. I'll go to her.'' I interrupted, smiling.
I turned around and headed for the shed when the sound of Fiona's moans reached my ears.
I paused, my hand on the handle freezing.
Fiona had always spoke about having a crush in the pack. And no matter how much I asked her for his name, she never spilled.
''Oh yessss, harder baby.'' She moaned louder and my ears pricked even more, curiosity taking the better of me.
I wanted to twist the door handle and pull it open but then stopped.
Interrupting her time with her lover didn't make any sense.
I turned around, ready to leave when her next words had my legs rooted to the floor.
''Oh Roman…Vivienne doesn't deserve you.''
My heart started to beat fast, my legs turning to jelly.
''All she does is whine all day. Roman this. Roman that. She's so—Ahhhhh'' She moaned again, the sound slicing at my heart.
Tears started to brim in my eyes and my body wouldn't just stop shaking.
Of all the she-wolfs in the pack, Roman decided to fuck my best friend.
The tears slid down my cheeks and my lips quivered as I stepped towards the door and grip the handle with trembling hands.
Was she the reason he wanted an open marriage?
My hand curled into fist by my side as I dug my nails into the flesh of my palm till it grew numb. With anger, I twisted the handle and opened the door with a loud bang.
Immediately she sighted me, Fiona jumped to her feet, her eyes widening in shock.
''V—Vivienne.. I swear, it's not what it looks like.''