Chapter 50
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Roman's POV
"Could both of you at least put on something and stop carrying your dicks around the room?" I snapped, frustration seeping into my tone.
Liam smirked, completely unfazed by my irritation. He took a step forward, his wet footprints marking the tiled floor. "Just say you want our dicks in your mouth instead," he teased, the smugness in his voice grating on my nerves.
"Oh, you wish," I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "You wish I wanted that. But, unfortunately for you, wishes don't always come true."
As soon as those words left my mouth, Liam suddenly halted, his gaze locking onto me with an expression I couldn't quite read. It wasn't amusement anymore—it was more like he was studying me, analyzing something I wasn't even sure of myself.
"Is there an issue?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. "We all wanted to fuck each other badly the last time. So what happened? Why do you suddenly seem so disinterested?"
