Chapter 80
CHAPTER 80
BETH
I wake with a start as knocking vibrates through the house, and Oliver groans next to me, tightening his arms around my waist.
What?
Where is that knocking coming from?
Is it at the front door?
It has to be.
“I swear, if that’s Gunderson, I will kill her this time,” Ollie growls in my ear as I stretch.
“No, you won’t.” I yawn.
After talking to her, we found out that she just didn’t know what I wanted to tell Vera, so she tried to give as little information as possible, but it was enough to give Vera a general idea. I can understand that.
I grab my robe and slip it on as I rub my very pregnant stomach. Only another month to go until my son is out in the world.
I walk over to the front door as another knock sounds.
“Coming!” Seriously, I’ve got a heavy weight to carry around and it’s attached to my damn uterus. It’s not as easy as people like to pretend it is.
I pull open the door and my heart lodges in my throat when I see the oceanic eyes I fell in love with.
“Martin,” I rasp his name as his eyes drop to my stomach and then they narrow into slits.
“So, this isn’t a treatment facility,” he states the obvious while scratching the back of his neck.
I grab his hand and nod toward the inside of the cabin. He walks in willingly and I close the door quickly.
“How did you find us?” I ask, panicking.
He strokes his knuckles across my cheek, but I can’t even relax from feeling him. “You didn’t leave any information for the supposed facility so I got a P.I. to track your phone. No one else knows where you are. My father isn’t even slightly suspicious.”
“How though? I’ve kept my phone off this whole time.”
“You should’ve left it behind. It’s okay. I’ll take it with me when I go back home, so no one else can track you. I left my phone at home to be safe, too. I knew you probably didn’t want to be found. I knew you would’ve told me where you were going if you did.”
He knows me so well.
I sigh and lean into his touch. “I missed you,” I confess and he smirks.
“Well, you could’ve brought me with you.”
“And give your father more reasons to be suspicious? I would’ve brought you if I could.”
“So, where exactly are we?” he presses, his eyes full of compassion.
“The middle of nowhere Montana. It’s Judy’s aunt’s property. Vera is nice even if a bit prickly and she let me and Ollie use this cabin.”
He smirks and nods before pulling me into his arms for a reassuring hug.
I lean my head against his chest as a warm and fuzzy feeling fills my chest. “You’re not mad?”
“No, not at all. I could never be mad at you for prioritizing your safety and I already knew you would do anything to protect your baby. I’m just glad you’re okay, little rabbit.”
A loud breath leaves my lips before I hear movement behind me.
“Who was it?” Ollie yells from the bedroom and Martin chuckles.
“It seems I woke the sleeping beast,” he jokes.
I laugh before rolling my eyes. “It’s Martin and it’s fine!” He turns my head and steals a strong kiss, a kiss so intense that my toes curl against the hardwood floors.
Martin trails kisses down my neck and nuzzles my shoulder as I relax against him.
“Am I interrupting something?”
I snap my head around as Ollie enters the living room, his eyes heavy with sleep.
“Hey, cousin. Did I disturb your beauty sleep?” Martin jokes, but instead of slapping Martin for waking us up, Ollie pulls him into a hug and my eyes widen.
Ollie isn’t a physically affectionate person, except with me. However, Martin and Ollie have a special kind of relationship.
“Good to see you, man,” Ollie mutters.
“Aww, cuz. Did you miss me? I’m touched.”
“Shut up before I kick your ass.”
Butterflies swarm my whole body at having both of them here. It feels like all the broken pieces of my heart have reunited and everything is perfect.
“Now, can we go back to bed? I have work in the morning and I’m fucking exhausted.” Ollie practically whines and I can’t help laughing.
I take Martin’s hand and tug him behind me as I follow Ollie back to the bedroom.
Once we got here, Ollie and I had a long conversation about his opinion about the complexity of my feelings for both of them. However, Ollie was very understanding. He told me how open-minded he is and how as long as he is confident in his place beside me, he doesn’t care how many other men I also want to add to the equation. Plus, he actually likes Martin and knows he would never do anything to hurt me.
In other words, he is completely fine if I want to keep both of them.
Martin and I had the same conversation when he was recovering from the beating he took in my hotel room.
So, we’re all on the same page.
We go to the bedroom and Oliver climbs into his side of the bed. I get in the middle and Ollie quickly wraps his arm around my waist as Martin disrobes down to his boxers before getting into bed.
* * *
Martin strokes my cheek and presses soft kisses on my face from my forehead down to my chin as I enjoy all the affection. We’ve been lying here awake for an hour, but we haven’t said anything. Ollie is still asleep and like he said before we laid down, he has to get up for work in a bit.
Ollie’s arm falls away from my waist as he turns over and Martin takes the opportunity to pull me into him, pressing his forehead against mine.
“How are you still pregnant?” he whispers softly. “I thought you had a miscarriage.”
I smirk. “I guess I got lucky. Even the doctor said it was a miracle that Rian didn’t die. He’s a resilient one.”
Martin rubs my stomach as his gaze drifts down to the massive beach ball under my shirt. “How much longer do you have?”
“Two weeks until it’s safe to deliver without a hospital, but four weeks until I’m full-term. We've been hoping to make it for two weeks because a hospital spells trouble. That’s how your father found out about him in the first place.”
We both know if Nolan finds out that I outsmarted him, he won’t just kill Rian, but me as well. Probably also Ollie. All of our lives will be in danger if I don’t keep this under wraps.
“Is he healthy?” Martin asks, keeping his voice low.
I nod with a smile across my face. “Happy, healthy, and big.”
“Good. That’s what truly matters.”
Just then, my son lets out a hard kick against Martin’s hand and he smirks from the move.
“And, he’s very expressive. I think he agrees with you.”
“Either that or he’s territorial over his temporary home and doesn’t like me touching your belly,” Martin retorts.
“That’s a possibility, too.” I run my fingers through his hair, missing how it feels. Ollie’s and Martin’s hair have very different textures. While Ollie’s hair is a little coarse and curly, Martin’s is smooth and thick while soft. I love the way both of their hair feels, but the way Martin’s strands slip through my fingers is truly relaxing. “How long can you stay?” I ask.
He frowns. “I’ll have to leave tomorrow. My father thinks I’m on a road trip with some friends. That only gives me so much time before he gets suspicious.”
My heart aches knowing I only have so much time with him before he has to leave. “I wish you could stay, but I get it. This whole situation sucks.”
“When you come back to Grove Hill, you’ll get to spend all the time in the world with me, okay?”
I feel so damn selfish because I want to keep both him and Ollie, but I know I can’t. I don’t know what kind of alternative Nolan will want to put in place for me giving them an heir since Michael practically neutered himself, but I can’t drag Martin along having to watch me be with his brother. That would be plain cruel.
I have to let him go.
I run my knuckles down his jaw before I speak. “I love you, Martin. You know that, right?”
His eyes narrow with suspicion. “Why do I feel a but coming on?”
Because there is one. I give a smile to mask the pain radiating through my heart. “Because once I have this baby and I recover enough to come back, I’ll have to marry your brother. Your brother, Martin. I know the pain of watching someone you love be with someone else. It’s something I wouldn’t wish on anyone, definitely not you. So, after you leave, I want you to try not to love me. I want you to try with everything in you to love someone else and be happy. I don’t want you to suffer alongside me, my love. Can you do that for me? If you don’t love me, my marriage won’t hurt you and neither can your father. He won’t be able to use me as a weapon to hurt you. That’s what I need you to do, okay?”
Instead of giving me an answer, he delivers the most passionate kiss he has ever given me, one full of longing and desperation. It hurts my soul.
He presses his temple against mine as he releases the kiss. “Goddamn you, little rabbit. How could you ask such an impossible thing of me? I have loved you since that night in the bar. I didn’t want to, but I did. You’re in my fucking bones. I don’t think I’m capable of doing anything except loving you with every drop of blood in my body.”
Tears fall down my face as I say, “That’s what it means to love someone. You put their needs first and this is something you need to do. Either that or I’ll just be hurting you. I don’t want to do that. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
He slowly nods before kissing me again. “Fuck, woman. Now, I definitely want you to ride me since I won’t have the chance to do it for a while, but I don’t think it’s safe at this stage.”
I smirk up at him. “Oh, it’s safe. He’s perfectly content and won’t even notice or that’s what my doula says.”
Mischief shines in his eyes as he rolls us over so I’m on top of him. I sit up, grinding myself against him through his boxers while slipping off my robe, revealing my fully naked body to him. I’m not embarrassed by how my body has changed throughout my pregnancy. My breasts are bigger, my stomach is massive, and I’ve got extra meat on my bones in every place that matters.
“Fuck. You’re perfect.” Martin shoves down his boxers as he lays kisses across the swell of my breasts.
I moan loud as he sinks his cock inside me, easing his way through my slick channel. He groans, his eyes widening, as he moves deeper and deeper inside.
“Holy fuck. You’re so much tighter than I remember.”
Yeah. Ollie has had the same compliment recently. From what my doula says, it’s normal to tighten up a bit.
“That just means you’ll have to work twice as hard not to come too soon,” I sass as I press my hand against his thigh and ride him. My head spins as I thrust up and down his length.
“Goddamn it, baby,” he groans as he watches me take him.
“Goddamn is right.” I barely have a moment to register Ollie’s voice before he grabs my hair and yanks my head back. I was so lost in Martin that I didn’t even hear him get up or feel him slide up behind me. “Lean forward and let him take over while I take your ass, crazy girl.”
Yes, sir.
A threesome was an item on my bucket list, after all.
I push my hands down on the bed on each side of Martin’s body as he grips onto my thighs, pulling me forward only an inch before thrusting all the way inside me. I cry out as Ollie releases my hair and lathers my ass in lube.
“Look at me,” Martin demands and I open my eyes, a whimper falling from my lips as he sinks his cock inside me again. “Keep your eyes on me, little rabbit. You can take us both.”
Holy shit.
That’s so hot.
Ollie presses two fingers into my ass and it’s a struggle not to close my eyes from how good it is, but I continue to follow Martin’s instructions. Ollie works to coat my insides with the lube as I get closer and closer to my orgasm, tasting the effects as they spread throughout my body.
“I’m so close,” I cry out as Ollie replaces his fingers with the head of his massive cock and grabs my hip. I scream when I feel both of them inside me, moving in a perfect rhythm. Martin kisses and runs his tongue over my tits while Ollie bites my shoulder, grunting with every thrust into my ass.
“Goddamn it. You’re a fucking goddess,” Martin curses under his breath before delivering another hard thrust that makes my head spin and my pussy ache for release.
“Yes, she is. Absolute perfection,” Ollie rasps in my ear as my pussy convulses again and again.
I cry from how incredible it feels to take both of them at the same time.
“Please, make me come,” I beg and Martin angles to hit that sweet spot deep inside me.
I orgasm so hard I swear I lose consciousness for a moment, but when I come to, Martin is holding my body in his arms as he keeps ramming his cock inside me and Ollie is still pounding the shit out of my ass.
I’ve never felt as fulfilled in any part of my life as I do right now and I fear I never will again.