Chapter Twenty Eight

Violets POV

"You're pregnant?" Kelsie corners me as I try to escape the dining room to go to the toilet. She's four steps up just coming down from putting little Ava to bed in one of the guest rooms I presume.

"Apparently" I look down at my flat stomach as I say the words. And just at that moment, I feel those tiny flutters knocking on the inside of my stomach as if the baby is saying. Yes, I'm really in here. My hand runs over my stomach with a mind of its own. Almost cradling the non-existent bump I have.

"I'm so happy for the four of you."

"Thanks," I say. And I try not to sound annoyed but everyone's congratulating us when in fact are we even bringing this baby home? No one knows yet they are so excepting that we are. And it annoys me.

We need to prepare for the worst because we don't know if this little one will be here with us in the end.

"You're scared."

"Huh?"

"You're scared that the baby isn't going to live, that history will repeat itself" I raise my eyebrows, am I that readable?

"How did you know?"

"We lost a baby a few months before we fell pregnant with Ava. I was petrified to be pregnant again not wanting to lose another. But not every pregnancy is the same. Remember that" I nod to her as she walks back into the dining room where the table has been cleaned and games have been set out. It's a little overwhelming in there. So many people, so loud. I've never spent a Christmas this way. We never did anything but dinner. Though today is only Christmas eve. So tomorrow will only be more trying.

"I'll try," I say walking up the stairs not stopping until I'm in our room. I flop on the bed amongst the pillows. They smell of all three of them. And that's where I stay laying in between the pillows closing my eyes as exhaustion takes me.

I'll only lay here for a few minutes. Rest my eyes.

Then I'll go back down.

"Wait, wait" I giggle as we run after our red-headed little girl as she races through a field of wildflowers. Her hands are out beside her as she touches all the flowers with a grin on her face.

The boys, all of them smiling from ear to ear as we chase her.

"Shit who taught her how to run?" Zach catches her flying her through the air like she's an aeroplane. She makes the sounds pulling a grin from Zach.

"Not me" I bend over catching my breath.

"Nor me," Tyler says as he jogs to a stop beside us.

Callum trailing behind catches up with us.

"Someone had to teach her," he says smirking at the four of us out of breath.

"She's four, she doesn't need self-defence classes yet Cal," Zach tells him.

"Sure she doesn't. I just want her to be safe if anyone comes for her" I feel the frown cover my face as I jump back in time. A time when Henry had taken us.

Would he ever come for our child? Try and take her?

The anxiety is more than I can handle as I grab at my chest.

"Hey, it's okay no one's going to hurt her" Tyler tries to comfort me. Stroking my face in that tender way he does but I can't control it. The anxiety, the panic as it rips through my body.

My breathing becomes laboured as I crouch to the floor trying to feel anything that will ground me.

"Violet."

Please no, not my baby. Let him come for me. Take me again not her.

Never her.

I must protect her.

"Baby, it's just a dream wake up" warm hands shake me from the dream and I fly up in the bed coming face to face with Tyler. Our noses touch as my eyes land on his brown ones. Dream. Just a dream. My hands fall to my stomach. Are you a little girl?

"Was it him?"

I'll protect you, baby, always protect you.

"Huh?"

I'll never let him touch you, never.

"Plaguing your dream" he's about to say his name when I stop him, I don't want to say it. Or hear it.

"Oh, kind of" I mutter.

"Tell me about it."

"He came for the baby, for our little girl," I tell him.

"It's a girl?" He sounds so excited at the thought though I shrug my shoulders. We'll know soon enough. Annie is coming on Boxing Day.

"I've not a clue," I say as he pushes me down on the bed, then he lays with me.

"You bailed."

"Huh?"

"You've been gone hours, we were worried. It's nearly midnight" So much for just resting my eyes. I've been gone more than three hours. I feel guilty but there's nothing I can do now.

"Sorry, I was overwhelmed and tired," I tell him.

"We want you," he says and that's when I lean up seeing Callum and Zach perched at the end of the bed. I hadn't noticed them before. But without a doubt I know they have been there the whole time. They both look livid and both are dressed in only their boxers as if they were getting ready for bed. My eyes roam both their bodies before I look to Tyler who is half undressed in his boxers with his shirt half hanging open.

"You're overdressed," I tell him as my fingers touch the hair at the bottom of his stomach swirling it in a circle.

"You started breathing too heavy" he shrugs.

Well, what a turn-on that must have been for them.

I help Tyler rid the shirt off his shoulders pulling him down to me. His lips hover over my own. Brushing against me almost too softly as I lean into him to take his mouth slightly rougher. I've missed kissing him and I lose myself in his mouth, as he rolls into the side of my body. My body supercharges at his touch, my sex already moistening at the thought of having them all. I've craved it since the moment we got back. Wanting to reclaim that part of our relationship. But then Callum and Tyler didn't come to bed and I thought maybe they didn't want me. After Henry had me. I thought maybe they would reject me, that they knew what I did and disliked the fact I laid down for him for nearly a week. That I chose to follow his command even when I knew Zach was there to stop him.

"Lift your bum baby" Callum demands as he tugs at my jeans and panties. I can't believe I even slept in them, they are tight and uncomfortable now even though I barely have a bump. His lips trail wetly down my stomach leaving his cool saliva behind and the baby moves, kicking out at where his mouth touches. His eyes reach mine as he feels them. A deep smile on his face as he presses another and waits for the baby to kick back. And she does, kicking him. Then he's there breathing on my sex. So I tip my hips up to meet his mouth wanting his tongue lapping at my sex.

"You're eager," Callum tells me as he spread my legs wide for him to settle between them. His tongue licks from my bottom to my clit sucking me in his mouth making my body tingle with anticipation.

The bed dips on my right as Zach plasters himself to that side of my body.

"Take your top off" he demands. And I don't fight him, with the help of Tyler I get the blouse up and over my head, my bra soon follows leaving me naked beneath the three of them. Tyler's lips suck and nip my neck as Zach brings his mouth down on my breast nearest him. My body arched off the bed when Callum's hand pushes me down just for his mouth to suck at my clit again. Hands and mouths touch my body everywhere and I couldn't be happier. Couldn't feel more wanted at this moment.

"Please" I beg. I don't want to play around, I just want them. I need the sex. My body's craving it. If I'm not tired I'm aroused.

"Patience Violet," Tyler tells me and I all but growl at him.

"I want you."

"We know" his mouth comes down on mine distracting me from the need to combust already.

They play with me like that, Zach concentrating on my sensitive nipple whilst Tyler makes out with me and Callum sucks on my clit fingering me to the edge of an orgasm. It's almost too much but at the same time, it's not enough. I want more, need more. Crave everything.

"Let go baby" Zach demands and I do. Tyler swallows my moans as I scream into his mouth.

"Fuck remember my parents are downstairs" Callum whispers and we all laugh. He really is different around them. I roll over to straddle Zach when I gain feeling in my limbs.

"We'll be too big to both be inside you," he tells me as he brushes my hair over my shoulder and I ignore him moving my hips so I sit down on his length. He never fucks me with them anymore, always waiting it out. Always the last to fuck me.

But not tonight, tonight I choose.

"I want you and Callum."

"Then that's what you'll get," Callum says from behind me. Pushing me to lay on Zach's chest. I can feel Zach fuming beneath me. His muscles tensing to have a go but then Callum's pushing at my entrance my nails raking down Zach's chest as I feel the burn from the stretch of having them both inside me.

He's right, they are both huge. In length and girth yet even with the pain and burn from them I still crave more.

"Be careful" Zach almost shouts at Callum.

"I won't be anything but, trust me."

"Fuck" they both mutter as Callum pushes the last few inches inside me. They both still not moving an inch as I acclimatise to them. My muscles squeezing down so tightly that I could almost reach my peak just sitting there with the both of them buried there. But I'm craving more, needing more. Yet they seem to be holding back for once.

"You feel so good together. Move" I beg. Yet neither move an inch not until Tyler speaks up.

"You heard her," he tells them, laying beside us.

I feel kind of bad looking at him, after what I did earlier today in the lounge.

"When they're done it's your turn," I tell him as I stroke his face. They move then. Well, Callum does, slowly moving in and out teasing his cock back and forth in a torturously slow motion until Zach can't take the rhythm anymore. With gritted teeth, he starts his own slamming in and out of me at a fast pace. Hitting that spot inside me that has me moaning out every fucking thrust. It's not long before Callum matches Zach's pace and I'm done for, almost howling when my orgasm hits me and sucks theirs from them too. Both of them grunted as they empty into me. And I'm tired and almost allow myself to fall on Zach's chest before I look at Tyler. You promised him, he deserves it. I crawl on top of him.

"Your turn baby" he smiles up at me as I pin him to the bed. Sitting over him.

I'm soaking wet from my own arousal along with Zach's and Callum's but he doesn't shy away from that when I sit down on him. Instead, he hisses out as I sink down grinding myself on top of him. He brings himself up to sit with me holding my body close as I rock my hips.