Runaway Love

"Sugar, can you hear me? Josie?" I opened my eyes and instantly shut them against the harshness of the light shining in them. "Hey, sugar. How are you feeling?" I slowly opened my eyes again, this time the light wasn't there. "Ow."

"Yea, you took a good bump on the head, but I don't think that's what made you pass out. If anything you have a minor concussion. I think the adrenaline dump got you. Short of a few scratches and bruises, you are ok. I have to reimage your arm before I cast it again. The cast got broken, I don't want to recast it if it's not aligned." He said sitting on the side of the bed, holding my hand.

"Can I have something to drink?" I asked. He grabbed a bottle from beside the bed, opened and handed it to me. "Were they able to get him?"

"Yes. Sean is with Sam and the police right now dealing with him, he should be back any minute." Oliver said taking the water bottle back. "Now that you are awake, let's get you to the x-ray machine and I'll look at that arm." He helped ease me into more of an upright position, and I leaned on him to get to the x-ray corner. He took the image and helped me back. I closed my eyes as he walked away to look more closely at the x-ray.

I heard the door shut and I opened my eyes to see who came in. Sean immediately came to the bedside.

"Hey darling, you scared the shit out of me. How are you feeling?" He asked, taking my good hand and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I'm ok. A little sore, but ok. Thank you for saving me." I said rubbing my thumb over the back of his hand. "It seems to be a reoccurring theme." I darkly chuckled.

"You shouldn't have been walking, that was my fault. It's my fault you got hurt. Don't thank me, you should hate-"

"Sean, do not finish that sentence." I cut him off. "You were a few minutes late, it happens. You didn't injure me, that man did. You rescued me and made sure he was detained and taken to the police." His eyes cut to the sheet. "He is with the police, right?" I asked, I would feel a lot better knowing that he was locked up.

"He is, but his story is a little off. The police want to talk to you to try to clarify some details. I told them to come by tomorrow after we got you home and you had rested. Is that alright?" He asked. I nodded, the motion sent my head into a pulse-pounding pattern. "You look more than a little sore, darling. Oliver, can't you give her something?"

"I'd rather not. The babies and all, it's only when I move." I said, looking to Oliver.

"Sugar, I have medication that you can take that's safe. You don't have to be brave and bear it. You'll heal better and put less stress on your body if you're not suffering." Oliver said walking back with the materials for the cast. "Besides, I'm about to move your arm, and it's probably not going to be comfortable as it's not healed all the way yet."

"Really, I've been through worse. Can we go upstairs when you're done?" I asked as I watched him wrap and cast my arm.

Oliver nodded and gathered our things. We took the service elevator up, which I was grateful for as walking caused the pulsing to start. We got upstairs and I crawled into bed. Oliver left to make some dinner, and Sean came and laid next to me. He held me, and we just relaxed. Before Oliver got back I was pulled back into sleep.

I was running, from what I was unsure. I felt my hair pulled back, and I was slammed into a wall. A hooded figure stood in front of me and tried to rip my dress away. I fought him with everything my body had.

"Darling, damn it, wake up. Joselyn!" I opened my eyes to see Sean leaning over me, pinning my arms down. "Shit, are you alright?" He asked, releasing my arms, but staying leaned over. I laid there catching my breath and letting myself get reoriented. "Darling?"

"I'm fine, Sean. Just a nightmare I think. I'm ok." I said, trying to ease his nerves.

"You were yelling and flailing. You all but gave me a black eye with your elbow." He said rubbing his eye. "Sorry." I chuckled.

"Oh, think it's funny do you?" He flipped us over gently so I was on top of him while he sat against the headboard. "I don't see the humor, why don't you enlighten me?" He asked bringing his head up to kiss me.

I met him halfway, moaning as his tongue claimed mine. He pulled away, resting his forehead against mine.

"I was so scared when I saw you run out of that alley, and then I lost my mind when you were pulled back into it. Nothing has ever scared me that badly. I thought we were going to lose you, all because I was running late." He whispered, gazing at my lips.

"Stop. Stop blaming yourself. I could sit and blame myself for not waiting inside or taking Sally up on her offer to get a ride. He did it, it's his fault. No one else's." I said, lifting his chin so I could see his eyes. "I don't blame you, I'm not angry at you. There's no need to be sorry. Can we go back to what we were doing?" I asked, grinning slyly.

"Are you feeling up to it. I don't want you hurting, little one." He said sitting us up straighter.

"I'm fine. Besides, orgasms relieve pain, you can ask Oliver. He'll agree."

"Oliver will agree to what?" Oliver asked as he leaned against the door. "You guys weren't getting started without me were you?" He asked jokingly.

"Who us? Never." I said leaning over to kiss him as he crawled on the bed. He reached over and snuck his hand under the shirt I had changed into when we got home.

"I recall that we have a punishment we haven't completed yet." Oliver said looking at Sean. I froze. I thought they had forgotten about it as it was left this morning. "Thought we forgot?" I nodded.

"A dom never forgets a punishment, darling." Sean said, giving me a quick kiss. "I think 10 is appropriate, 5 from each of us?" He asked Oliver over my shoulder.

Oliver must have nodded because his next words were to have me lay over his legs. Sean had moved us to the edge of the bed, sitting at an angle so my legs would touch the floor, while my upper body would be on the bed. It kept my weight off my belly. I did as I was asked, and waited. Oliver pulled down my panties and rubbed my butt.

"Bad girls never get spanked with underwear on." He said as he leaned down to kiss my cheek. His hand ran down my butt to my center, running his finger between my lower lips. "Excited for your punishment, little one?" He asked, sucking his finger into his mouth, "I can't wait to taste you in a few minutes." Sean gave my butt a light tap, pulling my attention back to him.

"You're going to count and thank us for each one." He said as he rubbed my butt. Suddenly he pulled his hand away, and I felt a cool breeze and then burning as his hand connected with my skin. I hissed and grabbed the comforter. "Little one?" He asked rubbing my cheek again.

"One, thank you." He paused the rubbing, and I could feel his eyes on me. "Sir, thank you, sir." I corrected. He hummed and repeated the action on my other cheek.

"Two, thank you, sir." He repeated the rubbing and spanking pattern until he finished his five. I felt him lean back on his hands as Oliver kneeled beside us.

"Your ass is gorgeous when it's pink from a spanking." He said as he roughly rubbed my butt. His hands disappeared, and I felt his hand connect where my butt met my thighs. I shrieked and tried to move forward. "Sugar, don't you dare move, you're almost done, and then we'll have some real fun." He said as he rubbed my cheeks. "I believe you owe me a number and gratitude, or I'll start over again." He said as he resumed rubbing the warmth deeper into my cheeks. "Six, thank you, sir," I said as I felt tears fall down my cheeks. He kept the same pattern Sean had. When I counted the last one, I felt his fingers enter my core. I moaned and leaned into his palm. Sean reached between me and the bed as I lifted my chest to get Oliver's fingers deeper, and pinched a nipple. Sean's fingers left, and I felt his tongue enter me, his nose pressed between my cheeks. I groaned and fell into an orgasm.

I felt myself being lifted and laid on the bed on my belly, so I was standing on my legs and bent over the mattress. I felt Oliver press into me, while Sean presented his rigid length to my face.

"Lick it, little one, from the base to the tip and back down." He huskily told me. I did so and then took it into my mouth. His hands found my hair, and he guided my head lower, forcing me to take more into my mouth. I greedily swallowed him and heard him moan. Oliver's punishing pattern behind me assisted in a rapid pace for Sean's dick in my mouth. Before long I was headed into another orgasm, and I felt the boys both stiffen as they were pulled into their release shortly after. I felt one of them cleaning me, and then we curled up on the bed. I was safe and comfortable between my men, and that was my last thought before sleep pulled me under.