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D omaneek “Dom”

“Sur, you always pick the scariest movies to watch,” I complained.

He snickered. “I’m sorry, baby, but you know I love the blood, gore, and guts.”

“Spoken like a real doctor,” Lai professed, munching her mix of popcorn and chocolate bites.

It was Sunday, which was our chill day together.

Sunday was the only day of the week where none of us had anything to do, so we made sure to spend time together and connect.

Sur and I loved movies. Lai only watched movies because we did, but it wasn’t her thing.

I used to spend my full weekend at the farmer’s market.

Since the baby, I only did Saturdays. Sur didn’t want me exerting myself too much, but I made sure to double up for my customers on Saturdays.

I was just about done with Lai’s hair when the doorbell rang.

Sur rose from our large pit sectional in the living room to get the door.

I surely hoped it was the Indian food we ordered.

I focused back on Lai’s hair. Lai needed it done badly, so I washed, conditioned, and gave her a protein treatment.

She was going to look so pretty tomorrow.

Sur walked back with our bag of food, a small brown box, and a funny look on his face.

He placed the food on the kitchen island but proceeded to open the box.

A weird feeling filled the pit of my stomach. Who delivered that package? How long was it out there? Did it arrive when the food did? Something was up. I added the last flexi rod to Lai’s set before I kissed her shoulder.

“All done. Time to sit under the dryer.”

“Thank you, beautiful.”

Lai kissed my lips. She took a few steps toward the dryer when Sur’s deep voice filled the room.

“What the hell is this shit?” Sur questioned.

Lai and I raced to his side.

“What’s wrong?” Lai quizzed.

I stepped to his right side. My eyes bucked at the photos sprawled on the island.

They weren’t just any photos but photos of us.

There were photos of us leaving the house, out shopping, having sex, and more.

The pictures that caught me off guard were photos of Lai and I at the bar when we first met and Sur and I fucking in the woods.

Somebody had a real obsession with us three.

“This is freakin’ insane,” I finally spoke.

“We’re being stalked. That’s not all.” He reached inside the box and removed a note that he read out loud. “Y’all thinkin’ y’all can save her is funny. I’m going to kill that bitch Dom.”

“What? Why me? I ain’t done shit to nobody but try to live and survive,” I stated, trying to hide the hurt in my voice. “This is some bullshit.”

I left Sur and Lai in the kitchen and walked upstairs to my room.

Suddenly, my appetite was gone. I wanted to be left alone.

This whole situation was some bullshit. I plopped down on my bed and grabbed my phone from the table.

This petty shit had to stop. Briya and I were better than this.

We were like sisters. She couldn’t have let that nigga Zay poison her mind to the extent of murder.

We always talked about everything. I needed to get her away from that damn Zay. I went to my call log and called her. The phone rang and rang until it went to voicemail.

“Ugh!” I shouted loudly.

I sent her a text that we needed to talk.

I didn’t mind meeting up with her to air out our issues.

When I sent my text, my mind started to wander.

What if she was in some kind of trouble?

She didn’t have that much family and no relatives that she could truly depend on.

Zay could’ve had her anywhere. Maybe Lai could run a trace on her phone.

I’d seen the police do that plenty of times on my favorite true crime stories.

Right when I was about to go run my idea by Lai, there was a knock on the door, and it opened. Lai’s pretty face appeared first then the remainder of her body. She walked over to me and took a seat on my bed.

“Hey, baby. I wanted to see how you were doing.”

I released a deep sigh. “I’m over this bullshit.

I want my life to go back to normal. Where it was just us three enjoying each other.

I can’t even get comfortable and celebrate the little life I’m bringing into this world because my ex-best friend’s man wants to kill me. That’s why I need a favor from you.”

“Baby, your life will go back to normal. I’ve already contacted my precinct, and an investigator is on the way to collect the evidence and all of our statements. Dom, I swear I won’t let anything happen to you or the baby. Do you trust me?”

“Of course, I do,” I answered.

“Good because I won’t let you down. Now, what favor can I do for you, beautiful?”

“You know your support means the world to me. Thank you for always being there, pretty. I get the feeling that something may have happened to Briya. When I first kicked her out, she called and texted nonstop. From the week of my attack until now, I haven’t heard from her.

Can you run a trace on her number? See when was the last time her phone connected to a tower or anything?

We were all each other had, and I feel awful every day for kicking her out.

Briya wouldn’t let Zay go, and now, I feel like he did something to her.

Can you please check? Maybe the police can find her last known whereabouts,” I expressed in a pleading tone.

“If you feel strongly about this, Dom, I’ll make it happen. I hate that you have to experience this kinda pain. For your sake and Briya’s, I pray for a positive outcome. Just give it a little time once the trace is set in motion. I’ll keep you posted if we have any new leads. What do you think?”

“I’m grateful. Thank you so much, Lai.”

“No thank you is needed. I got you for life, beautiful. Are you feeling up to coming down to eat and talk to the investigator when he arrives? Or do you prefer to stay here in your room to eat and speak with the investigator? You know if you don’t come down, then Sur will be up.

” Lai chuckled. Sur was so overprotective of me and the baby.

“It’s totally up to you,” Lai stated, rubbing my thigh.

“I’ll come down. My appetite is back thanks to your reassurance and security. Plus, I’m not trying to deal with Sur when he’s anything other than my big teddy bear.”

Lai and I chuckled together as we rose from the bed and headed downstairs. Zay’s obsession with me really worked my damn nerves, but if anybody could solve this mystery, then it would be Lai.

“Fuck, Lai. Right there,” I moaned out loud.

She had me fucking hot and horny as hell.

Lai laid on her back as we performed the scissor technique.

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed when we used a strap on, but I also thoroughly enjoyed when we scissored.

The intimacy we shared when our clits touched could not be matched.

That was until Sur entered me. Today was Saturday, naked Saturday on top of that.

We were only able to partake in naked Saturday on the Saturdays Lai didn’t have to work.

The privacy fences around our home were up, and we didn’t have neighbors close by.

That led to sex outside in the backyard.

The sun was out, and it was really warm.

We had several blankets sprawled on the fresh spring grass.

There was a table that held our food and drinks.

Not to mention, my tripod stand was set up and my camera caught all our favorite positions and breaks.

Sur held my titties and savored my nipples.

The feel of his warm mouth on my body turned me on more. I grew wetter.

Lai could tell because she sped up her movements from the bottom. She held onto my waist and pumped harder.

“Mm, shit!” She panted. “You wet as hell.”

Both of us were drenched like a super soaker. When Lai slipped her finger in my ass, I couldn’t hold back. I rained down on Lai, kick starting her own orgasm. Our clits massaged each other, and our bodies shook until they calmed down.

I wasn’t ready to relax, though. I wanted more.

When the baby didn’t have me tired or sick, I could fuck on my lovers all day and night.

Sur curled his finger, and I took my place on his face.

His dick glowed like a halo. It was thick, full bodied, and lengthy with angry looking veins that wrapped around him, stopping right under his bulbous tip.

Lai came over, and we savored his dick together.

I loved acts like this. When we performed together, it made me wetter.

I was more than aware of Lai’s new sexual identity, but I was happy that she still pleasured Sur for me. He deserved it. Sur smacked and chewed on my pussy like it was his death row meal.

“Shit, baby,” I released, riding his face harder.

Lai took a break from helping me perform our sister wives oral act, but I kept going.

I loved the taste of my man’s dick. Sur tasted good all around.

I needed to feel and taste him several times a day.

He gave a muffled groan when I swallowed him whole.

That move was a weakness for him. I used my hands and stroked his dick while I slobbered over him.

That was my special technique. Sur pumped into my mouth until he switched our position.

Sur gently laid me on my back. In one swift move, he filled me.

“Ahh!” My back arched from the blanket. Sur had that good pipe, the kind of dick that made you crazy and want to slap a ho for even looking in his direction. My man was that guy. He could have my throat and pussy whenever he wanted it.

“Shh,” he whispered in my ear. “Take this dick. You know you love these deep strokes.”

“I do, baby. I really do.”

“Oh, I know you do. I also love you and this pussy. I can’t get enough of you, Dom,” he stated loud enough for my ears only.

“How much do you love me?” I queried, fucking him back.

“Enough to make you my wife.”