Under Rusted Stars

Chapter Nineteen

Olivia

I am slowly brought out of my sleep, but I keep my eyes closed. I hear voices around me, but they’re hushed.

“Jett, she’s okay. If she wasn’t, she’d tell you. She trusts you,” Kate says quietly.

“I hurt her,” he sniffs. “She cried, Kate. I… fuck, I hate this. I hate that I had to… I didn’t have a choice, but…”

“Do you think any of us would let you near her if we thought you raped her?” Luke asks. “What you did was not rape. I don’t care what you say; you were forced to do that. We saw the live stream. We saw how hard you fought it.”

“She cried, man. I can’t get her cries out of my head,” Jett says tearfully.

I move over a bit so I can crawl over and drop myself next to Jett so I can lay my head in his lap. He hesitates but starts gently stroking my hair.

“Rapists don’t comfort their victims,” I mutter. “You and me, remember?”

“I hurt you, Liv,” he says quietly.

“Because you have a giant dick and you weren’t given time to make sure I was ready,” I argue. “You still found a way to help me, though. You still did everything you could.”

“How’s your back?” he asks.

“I don’t know. I can’t see it,” I mutter.

“Roll to your belly and let him check,” Bodhi says.

“Me? You’re the doctor,” Jett says.

“Yeah, and you are the one she went through that with. You two need each other,” Bodhi argues.

I move to my belly and pull the back of the shirt up, exposing my ass and back.

“Whoops. Left a handprint on your ass,” Rhett chuckles, gently patting where he slapped my ass. “My bad.”

“Your tiny dick made up for it,” I say, and Bodhi laughs.

“They aren’t too bad,” Jett sighs. “Mostly just welts. A few bled.”

“Could be worse,” I say. “Jett?”

“Hmm?” he sighs.

“Thank you,” I say. “And Rhett?”

“Yes?”

“Come here,” I say, forcing myself to sit up, and I fix my shirt as Rhett sits next to me. “Thank you for getting us out of there.”

“You’re welcome, Olivia,” he says with a soft smile. “You owe me three hundred grand, though.”

“Oh, fuck you,” I laugh, and he wraps me in a hug.

“I’d give up everything just to know you’re safe,” Rhett says quietly. “I’m sorry I had to…”

“Try to slay me with your giant dick?” I ask, and Bodhi laughs heartily this time. “How is it possible that you three have the world’s largest dicks?”

“Must be something in the water,” Kate laughs.

“Too bad Luke doesn’t drink water, huh?” I ask

“You little shit!” Luke laughs.

“On a more serious note,” Bodhi says. “Jett. Rhett. I want you two to stay with us.”

“Why?” Jett asks.

“Because you three went through something truly traumatic and you deserve to heal together,” he says. “Now, Rhett…”

“Fuck,” he sighs.

“Say it. We both know she appreciates brutal honesty,” Kate says.

“Liv?” Rhett asks, and I smile when I look over at him. “So… You see… I like you… a lot. I have for a really long time… and I… Shit, I love you, Olivia.”

“You do?” I ask quietly.

“I really do,” he says, cupping my cheek. “Olivia, can I kiss you?”

I look at Bodhi, and he smiles. “You’ve lived in hell for ten years, baby. It’s time to open up your world and let in as much love as we can.”

“Yes,” I say with a shy smile. When he kisses me, it’s gentle and far from demanding.

“Liv,” Bodhi says when we pull away.

“Yes?”

“Understand that you don’t need to look to me for permission,” Bodhi tells me.

“I just feel like it’s betraying you to be so close to Rhett and Je…” I start to say, but stop. My eyes are wide, and I am stunned.

“Say it, baby,” Bodhi urges gently.

“I’m scared,” I admit, tearing up.

“I’m not Jason, Olivia,” he says. “I won’t raise my voice. I won’t hurt you.”

“So you’re just okay with sharing…”

“It’s not about sharing, Olivia,” he tells me.

“It’s about you receiving all of the love the world has to offer.

It’s helping to make your world as large as we can so the walls don’t feel like they’re closing in on you.

If that means the three of us share you, so be it, but none of us own you.

You could walk away tomorrow, and we will still make room for your peace, because you deserve it. ”

“What do you deserve then, Bodhi?” I ask. “How is this fair to you?”

“How is it unfair?” he counters. “Baby, you and Jett survived something truly horrific together. Rhett saved your life and Jett’s. Why would I be upset by you loving two of the greatest men I’ve ever known?”

“I’ll hit you if you make me cry,” Rhett says, frowning deeply at Bodhi.

“Say it, baby, but don’t ask permission. You do not need my approval, nor will you ever,” Bodhi says. I sigh heavily and turn to look at Jett.

“Jett,” I say.

“I’m sorry,” he says quietly. “Please don’t feel like you owe me anything. I love you with everything that I am, but you don’t have to reciprocate that. I hurt…”

He starts to blame himself again, so I kiss him. I grab his face and kiss him hard, and he melts into me. I move up to my knees so I can sit in his lap, straddling him, and he groans into our kiss.

“Look at me,” I say, holding his face. “Jett, please.”

“I don’t know if I will ever get it out of my head seeing you cry underneath me,” he says tearfully.

“I know, and I will never forget that basement, but Jett… You have to forgive yourself. We made the best of a horrible situation, and you brought us home,” I tell him.

“You did everything you could to help me. Even drugged out of your mind, you adjusted the situation to try and make me more comfortable.”

“I’m afraid I’ll hurt you again,” he says. “I’m afraid to want you.”

“Jett,” I say softly.

“Guys, can y’all give us some time?” Bodhi says to Luke and Kate.

“Absolutely,” Kate says. “I’ll just listen from downstairs.”

“Come on, peeping tom,” Luke laughs. When they leave, Rhett and Bodhi sit on either side of us.

I look at Bodhi, because I need to know he is truly okay with this. “What, love?” Bodhi asks me with a soft smile.

“How jealous are you?” I ask slowly.

“Enough that if you ride his cock, I’ll want to join,” Bodhi answers. “And we know that Rhett won’t want to be left out.”

“You don’t have to pretend,” Jett says softly to me, like he’s sparing me.

“You think I’m pretending?” I ask.

“How about this,” Bodhi says with a wicked smile. “Give Jett some space and spend a little time with Rhett.”

“I’m right here when you are ready,” I say to Jett, softly kissing him before moving to the bed. Jett sighs and turns to watch when Rhett moves me back to lie down. He gently trails light kisses up my thigh, kissing my scars. Bodhi moves to sit on my other side and leans down to kiss me.

Rhett gently pushes my thighs apart, and I sigh as I relax into the bed when he kisses around my pussy, teasing me.

“Fuck,” I gasp when his tongue flicks across my clit.

“Look at you, pretty girl,” Bodhi praises. “You are so damn pretty when you are relaxed.”

“He’s going to tease me,” I whine.

“He will be good. Won’t you, Rhett?” Bodhi laughs.

“If I don’t go slow, I’ll overstimulate her for the fun of it,” Rhett warns, making me yelp when he lightly nips my clit.

“Talk to him, Liv,” Bodhi says.

“Please… Soft and slow is excruciating,” I say. “I’m okay. I don’t want you to pretend to be something you aren’t.”

“And I am not a gentle man,” he says, warning me.

“Good,” I say.

Rhett grunts his approval and buries his face between my thighs. I moan and arch off the bed when he starts licking and nipping my clit, hyperfocusing on that one spot. He slides two fingers into me and curls them, and I cry out as I lift my hips and grip onto his hair.

“FuckFuckFuck,” I moan. “Oh my God, yes. Please.”

Jett moves down to prop on his elbow next to me before gently kissing me. I whimper and moan into his lips as we kiss, and both he and Bodhi slip their hands up my shirt to knead and squeeze my breasts. Rhett keeps me on edge and never lets me fall.

“You gonna let the poor woman come?” Jett asks, chuckling.

“No, but you can if you think you can do a better job,” Rhett says, challenging Jett.

“Please,” I whine. “Please, Jett.”

“Fuck. Come here,” he groans, taking me away from Rhett. He lies back when he pulls me into his lap, and I pull his boxers down to free his cock.

“Do you want me?” I ask Jett. “Please don’t make yourself…”

“No,” he grunts, grabbing my hips. “I need you.”

“Oh, dear God!” I gasp and sit up with my hands on his chest as he slowly lowers me down on his cock. The stretch is intense, and I’m still sore, but I need it so badly.

I bring myself up a bit and drop back down, moaning as I start to ride his cock. Rhett pulls my shirt off so he and Bodhi can start sucking and biting my nipples as I slowly bounce on Jett’s cock.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Jett groans.

“Please,” I moan.

“Please what, Liv? Tell me,” Jett urges.

“Fuck me,” I say, opening my eyes to look at him. “Hard. Please fuck me, Jett. I need all of you. Fuck…”

“What is it, Olivia?” Bodhi says when I stop moving and cover my face with my hands. The pressure in my belly is so intense that I can hardly sit still. It feels so damn good.

“Talk, sweetheart,” Rhett says.

“I know y’all don’t own me, but… Fuck, I need you to pretend. I need to see that rough can still be loving and I trust you three so damn much… I need to be pushed as far as I can be, and see that bliss still exists there,” I explain.

“One word and you can end it all, okay?” Bodhi says. “I’m serious, Liv. If we think that you are forcing yourself even for a second, we stop.”

“I promise, I’ll speak up,” I say.

“What do you think, Jett?” Bodhi asks, “You don’t have to.”

“I know she will speak up,” Jett says, rubbing my thighs. “I trust her.”

“Please fuck me then,” I ask. “I want to feel you, not what they tried to turn you into.”

Jett pulls me down to his chest to wrap his arms around my body. He lifts his hips; he kisses my temple. When my body relaxes, he slams into me so hard that it stuns me into silence. He does it again, and the most feral moan spills out of me.

“Yes!” I gasp. “That. Oh God, yes!”

Jett starts fucking me hard and fast, making me scream out my pleasure. He is damn near unrelenting, and I come so hard that my vision tunnels. “More,” I beg. “I need all of you. Please.”

“Deep breath, Liv,” Rhett says, gently touching my back. I sit up a bit and whine, but Jett holds my face.

“Say our names. Who’s got you?” Jett asks softly.

“You, Rhett, and Bodhi,” I say, trying to breathe.

“Rhett’s got you, Liv. Say it,” he urges.

“Rhett’s got me. I’m okay,” I say, taking a deep breath. Rhett slowly fills my ass, and I groan deeply as he stretches me. “F-Fuck, Rh-Rhett,” I stammer.

“You’re doing good, baby,” Bodhi says, lifting my face to look at him. “You look so pretty stuffed with their cocks.”

“Bodhi,” I whine as Rhett pushes deeper.

“Yes, baby?” he asks sweetly.

“Please fuck my mouth,” I pant. “Please. I’ll tap you. Something. Please.”

“You are so cute when you beg,” he says with a grin.

“Fucking adorable. I know. Please, get your cock out.”

Bodhi smirks at me, but sits up and pulls his cock free.

I immediately wrap my hand around the base and take him as far down my throat as I can, and suck hard.

“Jesus,” Bodhi groans, holding my face between his hands as he starts fucking my mouth.

Rhett and Jett start alternating strokes, and I feel like I am out of my mind with pleasure.

I suck Bodhi as hard as I can as he fucks my mouth.

He is fucking huge, so I can’t take even half of him.

He still groans and continues thrusting as deeply as he can.

We all let the world around us disappear, and they fuck me as if our lives depend on it. Only, they don’t. We are all choosing this moment, and it makes it that much better.

By the time they come, we are exhausted and all lying on the bed together. I fall asleep surrounded by my men, and it’s what happiness is truly made of.

Hours later, once we are all awake, Bodhi is making us all get dressed to go walking. I groan and complain the whole time, and even as we go outside. Luke and Kate are making dinner and staying behind.

“Why are we outside?” I ask with a sigh.

“I want to show y’all something,” he says, taking my hand. “It’s not far. I promise.”

“Only because I love you,” I say. He grins at me and walks ahead, excited about whatever it is he is showing us. I love seeing him happy like this. We stop outside a little cave entrance, and he waves us in as he disappears into the dark.

“I’m about to end up on a milk carton,” I say, following him. We go a little ways before it opens up and soft lights are strung across the ceiling. Bodhi lies on the ground looking up, so we join him and look up at the lights surrounded by rusted stars.

“Mom found this place,” he says. “She told me if I was ever scared, I could come here, and I’d be safe.”

“Oh, Bodhi,” Rhett says softly.

“The night she killed herself,” he says, pausing for a moment. “I laid right here, and I knew I was safe. Every time after that, that I wanted to talk to her, I came here.”

“That’s why you bought this property,” I say, and he nods, wiping away stray tears.

“Lying under rusted stars has always been my sanctuary, and I wanted to share it with y’all,” Bodhi says. “I want you all to have a place that makes you feel safe, too.”

“Thank you for sharing it with us,” I say.

As we look up at the lights, I snuggle closer to Bodhi. He kisses the top of my head, and we all stay quiet as we soak in this moment. Eventually, I break the silence.

“Thank you, Nora,” I say, speaking into the universe. “For creating such an amazing man…”

“Thank you,” Bodhi says quietly, kissing my head again. Lying under rusted stars, I’ve finally found peace.