Runaway Love

I looked at Oliver, panic all over my face. He moved closer, and rubbed my forehead and hair. I felt Sean rubbing the back of my hand.

"Nothing is wrong, I'm sorry I worried you." She said quickly when she saw my face fall. "Infact, you are doubly blessed. Want to see your twins?" she asked turning the screen. I gasped and looked at the two little jelly beans on the screen. *Twins?!*. "This does make your pregnancy a little high risk, and most multiple pregnancies don't make it full term. But I don't see any reason to panic, yet. Based on their measurements they are about 10 weeks. A few more weeks and you'll be past the greatest danger of miscarriage! We'll see you back in a month. Congrats!" She said as she the room, after making sure we didn't have questions. Oliver helped cleaned my belly, and I sat up adjusting my clothes. "You ok, sugar?" He asked after washing hands. I nodded and stood up. "You sure, you're a little pale."

"I'm fine. I'm have two babies, I couldn't even finish a pregnancy with one baby, how will I do two?" I asked, my hands starting to shake.

"That wasn't your fault, and don't ever believe it was." Oliver said, grabbing my hand and turning me to face him and Sean. I nodded. "If I ever hear you talk bad about yourself again, there will be consequences. You are beautiful and capable, and you shouldn't be thinking otherwise. Come on, lets go grab some lunch." He pulled me to the door, and we left to the diner to grab some food.

After eating, we went back to Sean's and enjoyed a quiet after noon. We settled on the couch, Oliver sitting sideways with me between his legs, with Sean at our feet where he had my feet in his lap. We were watching our second movie of the day, when I started getting restles. I couldn't sit still and kept fidgeting. Sean pinched the back of my calf.

"Stop fidgeting you're little feet are like sharp hooves in my thigh." He scolded without breaking his gaza at the TV, a smile playing on his face. I sighed, and leaned back against Oliver and closed my eyes. I felt a warm hand moving up my calf to my thigh. Sean didn't move his hand higher, but just drew gentle circles with his warm fingers. We continued to watch the movie. Oliver tightened his hold on my upper body, as Sean's hand drifted higher. I froze, not knowing what to expect or do next. "Relax, darling. You're restless and we have a way to soothe those anxious muscles of yours." he said as his hand hit the button my jeans. His eyebrows shot up when he encounted the hair elastic wrapped around the button holding my pants together.

"They were a little tight this morning." I said blushing and staring at his hand on my stomach.

He said nothing as he continued exploring my abdomen. His warm hand trailed up to my rib cage and back down, gentle enough it was warm and pleasurable without being tickling. Oliver's hand drifted over my shoulder and through the neck of my shirt. His hand resting on my bra covered breast. He massaged it, while watching Sean's hands explore my body. He shifted and I felt his hardness against my lower back. He pulled on my hair gently, lifting my face to his. He captured my mouth, distracting me from watching Sean and where his hand was going. He was successful enough that I didn't notice what he was doing until his hand was in my pants and his finger found my clit.

I moaned and lifted me hips, giving him an opportunity to pull my pants down enough to get better access. I felt his hand back on my center and entering me. I moaned at the penetration. I tried to widen my legs, but my jeans wouldn't let

me.

"Why don't we get more comfortable, darling?" Sean asked scooping my up off from Oliver. I nodded and clung to his neck. He took me to his room, and laid me down. As soon as I laid down, a wave of panic over came me. We were doing this, it was time. I took a deep breath and laid my head back.

"Sugar, come back to us." Oliver said sliding on the bed next to me.

"I'm here." I said, tapping my fingers on the bed next to me.

"But yet, you are stuck in your head, darling, let it out. If we are pushing, we can stop. No hard feelings, thoughts or regrets." Sean said coming to rest on the other side of me.

"No." I snapped, then felt my face heat. "I don't want to stop, I'm just a little.... nervous." I said, staring at the ceiling like it's the most interesting thing on earth.

"Look at me, sugar." Oliver said, waiting for me to face him. I took a breath and did as he askd. "Talk it out, this only works if we are all honest and don't hold things back from each other." He said, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I nodded. "Okay, okay, I'm ready. I just had to process it all. I'm good. I don't have to talk. It was just nerves. This is big and different, but I'm good with it." I said.

"Darling, you are in panic mode." Sean said laughing as he wrapped his arm around my side, snuggling in close to me.

"No, I'm excited, I want this, I want both of you." I reached for Oliver's face and hugged Seans arm closer to me. "Please, please, can we not stop?" I pleaded. The guys looked at each other over me. Oliver got up and pulled my pants off my legs.

Oliver crawled up between my legs, as Sean rolled me to my back. He started massaging my breast as his mouth captured mine. As Oliver's tongue darted quickly into my center, my hands went to Sean's chest. They started shifting lower and soon I felt the velvet softness of the head of his shaft. He groaned as I gripped his length in my hand. His hips thrust into my grip.

Oliver's finger thrust into me, and he quickly added a second and third. I moaned, as his mouth went back to my clit and he pushed me over the edge of my first orgasm. I felt the bed shift as he climbed between my legs and thrust his cock into my center. I felt him grab my hair and he pulled enough that I faced him as he started thrusting into me, claiming my mouth.

I felt Sean scoot down as he pulled my nipple into his mouth. I moaned and my body raised to meet his mouth.

"That's it, sugar, give in to you body and it's needs." Oliver said as he gritted his teeth. His thrust becoming more powerful and erratic. "Gosh, your so hot and tight." He said, suddenly he pulled out. I groaned at the loss of his body. He laid down beside me and pulled me over. I heard a drawer open and shut and the cap of something shut. I flinched as something cold touched my back orfice.

"Relax, you aren't ready for what you are thinking is going to happen. He's just going to start getting you ready for that." Oliver said, claiming my mouch. His thumb reached between us as he entered me again. He started pumping, and his thumb alternated between fast and slow circles around my bundle of nerves.

I felt the heat of Sean's body behind me. His hand reaching down my back. He massaged my cheeks, as his other hand started slipping down. He smeared the lube around my hole, slowly increasing the pressure until his thumb entered. I groaned and stiffened. Sean leaned forward and kissed my shoulded, "Relax." He mumbled. I did my best to follow his request.

I felt his thumb leave, and his finger entered, having an opposite thrusting pattern from Oliver. I moaned, as I felt his finger circle. I felt another finger enter, and I winced. "Relax, darling, you're doing great." He murmured again. I felt so full, and but it felt good. I quickly found myself heading into another orgasm. As I fell over the precipice, Oliver with me. I leaned down on him as I tried to catch my breath.

Oliver shifted so I was on my side, and I felt Sean press against my back. His hard rod finding my center, and thrusting in. It didn't take long before I was tumbling into oblivion and again, pulling him with me. I felt the bed shift and Oliver get off the bed, I heard the sink running, and felt a warm cloth cleaning me.

"You know that you don't have do that." I mumbled turning my head into the pillow, my cheeks heating.

"Darling, it's our priviledge to care for you, and meet your needs, this is just one way of doing that." Sean whispered into my hair. I leaned back into him as sleep pulled me under, snuggled between the two furnaces tucked around me.