Chapter 208

Louis snickered, looking toward the center of their legs.

"Don't blame me for being unfair. Take a look at your own problems. Do you guys think you're the right size for Elizabeth? One is too small and one is too big."

Elroy and Julian both blushed as they argued in whispers, "It'll be a normal size soon..."

Louis, "Then we'll wait until you guys become normal-sized before we put you inside the scheme. Well, I'll go on with my scheduling."

"Now that there are seven of us left, we should theoretically schedule a day each. However, considering that certain of us have already had a child with Elizabeth, and others haven't even slept with Elizabeth yet, it's important to exclude Isidore and Brandon as well."

Isidore and Brandon are both upset, "There is only one father of the child. Why did you exclude both of us?"

Louis, "Yes, there is only one father of the child, yet you both consider yourselves to be the father of the child.

If you don't think this decision is reasonable, then which one of you will admit that the child is not yours?"

Isidore and Brandon were silent. They both refused to admit that they were not the father of the child and had to accept the schedule.

Louis, "OK, now that we are down to 5 people, I suggest that the 5 of us be scheduled for Monday and Friday. Besides, there is still Saturday and Sunday left. I wouldn't mind working a little harder. I can stay with Elizabeth on Saturday and Sunday as well."

"Wait! You mean you want to occupy three days by yourself?"

"You asshole, you were the last to meet Elizabeth. Why the hell would you take up most days?"

Everyone now realized that Louis was a devious guy. Everything he said before was a shit excuse.

Austin, "Everyone calms down. As much of a jerk as Louis is, he's partially right about the things he just said. The father of the baby doesn't qualify to be on the schedule again, but there's a 50% chance that Brandon isn't the father of the baby. Brandon and I are twins. I can exercise his rights on Brandon's behalf. So, one week, I want two days, which I think is very reasonable."

Brandon immediately protested, "No way! I don't need you to represent me. I can exercise half my rights myself. There are six hours in the night, and I can only take three."

The scene began to get chaotic, and everyone started competing.

Caleb, " Keep quiet. I must say that as the first man in the room to marry Elizabeth, I have a right to ask for more. I should have three days a week."

Francis instantly said, "You all have a point. But, as you all know, I'm approaching my period of rutting. I've got to occupy for three days, or there'll be terrible consequences."

The agitation of the group infected Dylan, and even he got in on the argument, "How about this? I don't take up a spot in the bed. Elizabeth takes a shower every day, and I only have sex with her while she's in the shower. The time she spends in the shower every day goes to me, and the rest of the time in bed goes to you guys."

Everyone got mad, "Dylan, you're so greedy. We were just arguing about who takes three days, and you actually want to take her every day!"

"While you're at it, I could have sex with Elizabeth in the kitchen, and I'm not occupying time in bed."

"I can have sex with Elizabeth on the floor, and I don't take up time in bed."

"I can have sex with Elizabeth in the trees ......"

"I have wings, and I can have sex with her on a cloud ......"

I can't take it anymore. If I didn't stop them, the horny guys would come out with more weird sex locations. So I kicked the door open.

Everyone stared at me in shock and panic, like a bunch of mice seeing a cat.

I crossed my arms and asked them, "You guys discussed the sex schedule behind my back. Did you guys think I would accept your arbitrary schedule? Or do you guys think my opinion doesn't need to be respected?"

They all got flustered and all stood up to explain to me.

"No, no, Elizabeth, we're not disrespecting your opinion. We just fight whenever we talk about it. We know you don't like to hear us argue. We don't want to piss you off. That's why we wanted to come to an agreement before we came up with options for you to choose from."

"So, how many options did you guys come up with?"

Everyone was silent. They hadn't settled on a single option. They were just arguing.

"Give us a little more time. We can definitely discuss an option today."

I shook my head, "There's no need to discuss it. My pussy is on my own, and I'll have sex with whoever I want. You guys have no right to arrange that."

Everyone looked frustrated. Isidore said, "I'm screwed then. You will definitely favor Caleb. I don't stand a chance."

Louis lowered his head, "I am the last one to know you. You're deeply attached to all 8 of them. You must not consider me."

Dylan sighed, "I'm always pissing you off. You must not want to give me a chance."

Austin slumped right back into his chair, "Oh no, ever since we were kids, you loved Brandon and hated me. I couldn't possibly compete to win over Brandon. You even hate me kissing you."

I walked over to Austin and bent down to give him a kiss on the lips.

"Don't think nonsense. Since I accept all of you as mates, that means I love you all."

I stood up and kissed Brandon, Dylan, Louis, Isidore, Julian, Caleb, and Francis again.

Well, Elroy was so tall that I couldn't kiss him on the lips even if I stood on my tiptoes, so I had to take his hand and rub my cheek against his palm.

"I love you guys. I've decided to build a cottage in the grassland to live in. You can come to me anytime or stay and live with me. I don't mind sleeping with more than one man at a time while staying safe. I also don't mind the occasional indulgent orgy."

I wouldn't mind sleeping with 9 guys at once if each of them could end the fight in 5 minutes. But they all seem unusually strong and durable, and I think it would be a tricky challenge.

Well, life needs challenges.

"So don't argue, don't be jealous, don't compete. You have all my love, and I am yours."

They smiled and came over to kiss me. Their mesmerizing scent enveloped me, and it was like I was caught in a love vortex. I don't want to run away. All I wanted to do was wallow.

My nine mates, my sweet troubles. Let's drown in love for the rest of our lives and never part.