Chapter26

#Chapter26

Kinky Stuff

Just remembering last night gets me angry. Atlas really won't let go of me in the bathtub. We stayed there for god knows how long until I don't feel my legs anymore. I've had cramps the moment I stood up.

But Atlas? Oh, he had that wolfish grin on his face that makes me angrier. That bastard didn't want to close his eyes so I had no choice but to keep the hug for ages. It was pure torture, I'm telling you.

/"Yeah, well, sorry to disappoint,/" I said, forking my neglected waffles, /"But no, I don't plan on having pups with him,/" says me, whose ovaries nearly exploded with him only touching me last night.

/"Exact reason why condoms are invented,/" she pointed out, then she looked at me with wide eyes, /"Wait, you two did it without protection?/"

/"No, because there's nothing in need of protection, Phoebe,/" I started shoving waffles in my mouth again. This is what they call stress eating, /"Nothing happened between us./"