One Night of Drinking

Chapter 16

"I swear you just need to move my freaking bed into the bathroom since I seem to be living in it," she grumbled as she got up and headed to the bathroom yet again. "This is ridiculous!"

"It will be worth it in a few short months, Doll," Axel smirked as she came out of the bathroom and waddled into the living room before sitting back down on the couch, pouting.

"I swear it looks like I swallowed a beach ball, I'm huge!" She burst into tears. "I can't even fit in any of your pants or shirts anymore. I'm so huge!"

"You aren't huge, Princess," Victor shook his head. "You are growing our babies inside of you. If anything, honestly it makes us want you even more."

"What?" She sniffled confused. "You're crazy."

"Yeah, about you," Luke nodded. "But he's serious. Seeing you carrying our babies makes me want you even more than before."

"I'm fat!" She shouted.

"No you aren't," Owen said sternly. "Do NOT say that again." She gulped as he walked over to her and crouched down. "I will not allow you to talk about yourself like that again."

"But I am," she whimpered.

"Come here," he said standing. Axel helped her stand and followed Owen to the basement. He pointed to the mirrored wall and Axel had her stand in front of it. Owen walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "You are beautiful, Darling," he growled into her hair. "Repeat it."

"I'm not," she shook her head.

He gripped her neck and gently squeezed, "Yes you are," he said sternly. "If I have to fuck those negative thoughts out of your brain I will."

"You can't possibly be hard with me looking like a whale," she shook her head as a couple of tears slid down her face.

Owen turned her to face him and kissed her while groaning as she gripped his suit. "Seeing you with our babies has me so fucking hard I have to be with the guys every single night after you go to bed," he said honestly when he pulled away after making sure she was breathless. "Every single night because of you," he declared as he kissed her again while taking her hand and placing it over his covered cock.

She gasped in shock, "But..." she trailed off as he broke away from her mouth and started nibbling on her neck while groaning while feeling her tiny hand run up and down his dick.

"Keep doing it, Darling," He demanded. She felt her shirt being lifted but all she focus on was how hard Owen's dick felt through his pants. She was struggling to believe that it was because of her and yet she could feel it.

"But..." She tried to protest again.

"What?" He asked as he pulled back to look into her eyes. "Talk to us."

"You're just saying that," She whispered. "You're with them every night because you want to, not because of me. I'm too fat to have sex now."

Owen closed his eyes, took a deep breath then opened his eyes again and she inhaled at the fire that was in them. "Listen closely," He gripped her chin, "Yes, I love the guys and yes, I want to be with them for the rest of my life but there were many nights we did not spend time together and we were okay with it. But since being with you and now seeing you with our babies," he barely tightened his grip on her jaw and growled, "there is a need in me that makes me want to fuck you every single time I see you and yet I can't because I know you don't want to so I fuck it out of me with them. They feel the exact same need in them so we are with each other and yet the need never fully goes away because we aren't with you while we are together. We need you and want you, Willow. This dick," he inhaled as she just barely moved her fingers, "has never been harder since seeing you pregnant, it's almost painful. You are making us feel like teenagers again being so damn horny all the time. You are so beautiful, Willow and we have no problem fucking you as many times as needed until you believe us."

She gasped, "You..."

Owen kissed her while moaning and backed up until he was sitting on the bed, "We will just have to show you then. Now strip Willow."