Page 60 of Under Rusted Stars

“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.