His Stolen Heart

Chapter 1

What's more annoying than the feel of weights on your back, waist and legs? Especially after you've told and warned them several times about it.

Victoria's eyes fluttered open to the darkness that filled the room, which illuminated the pain she felt all over her body, that was caused by how tight Corey was holding her waist to him in a spoon like fashion with one of his legs hovering above both her legs, holding her captive to him while Dam's arm was circled around her shoulders, pressing her head to his chest as he snored peacefully.

His chest rose up and down to the beat of his breathing as Victoria swallowed the lump in her throat eyeing the peaceful look that adorned his adorable face, but she needed to use the bathroom and their arms around her was both a pain and the warmth drowning her into the bed... urging her to go back to sleep in the safety of their abode. "Dam," she slapped his naked chest softly as she cleared her throat.

These had basically turned into an everyday routine. With her being squashed by the both of them in the middle of their king sized bed and them both refusing to let her go as she rolls her waist against Corey's grip trying to get free.

His hand moved over to her belly, bringing up the ends of her singlet with it. Victoria rolled her eyes as the feeling of deja vu sets into her mind, the last time this happened she almost wet their bed.

"Dam!!! Corey!!! Let me go!" she scurried out of their grabs so fast the both of them jolted up, reaching for her and almost slamming their heads on each other's. Their eyes zoomed in on her as she ran into the toilet, both of them resting on their elbow with red eyes as they heard the racing sound of the toilet flushing. Their eyes scurried around the room for any foreign presence but calmed down when they sensed no one. "What's wrong with the both of you?" Corey was about to ask her what was wrong when she spoke before him.

"First off, can you both look at the space beside you?" They both did as told, staring back at her as she stood beside the opened toilet door with the light casting a shadow of her on top of the bed. "How do you expect me to breath if you keep suffocating me to each other? There's you Corey...look I know you love spooning and I get it, really I do but I'm not going anywhere so you don't have to squeeze the life out of me and there's you Dam...if you want something to squash get one of the extra pillows." She growled, glaring at Dam as he yawned while keeping his gaze on her.

Victoria gritted her teeth much so that the veins on her head sparked at the disrespect, "can't you see that your heats is killing me? How am I supposed to cope with both of you and a blanket? Seriously if you don't stay on your sides from now on and leave me in the middle then I'll leave the room for both of you." She finished her speech with both of them looking at her confused, picking up Dam's dirty shirt that was laying on their floor she stormed into the bathroom slamming the door behind her.

A low growl grumbled through Corey's chest in response to her anger at him, "what did you do this time?" He turned towards Dam who gave him a frown before pointing at his chest for clarity, if he was actually asking him that question.

"I should be asking you that," he hissed. Moving his figure closer to the other end of the bed with his pillow in hand, "it's probably just period hormones, she gets very antsy when she gets them...and of course you don't know that new mate." he said as he laid his head on the soft pillow, while facing away from both Corey and the toilet.

Corey took the opportunity to stand up from the bed, stepping on the floor as light as a feather as he took long strides towards the toilet, he placed his ears on the toilet's door. When the sound of splashing water was the only thing penetrating his ear drums he moved away from the door a bit, twisting the door's handle to find it already locked from the inside.