Chapter Eighteen #2
Beck prowled toward Heavenly, his gaze locked on her lush curves and golden curls glowing beneath the dim light of the chandelier. When he hugged her to his chest possessively, Seth moved in behind her, cupping her shoulders and inhaling the enticing female scent clinging to her skin.
Hidden away in their private oasis, away from his family and all the other distractions, Seth looked past the suite’s plush carpets and silk drapes. He tuned out the hum of New York’s traffic filtering through the windows.
All he saw was her.
All he wanted was her.
All he craved was her—spread wide and under him.
The glint in Beck’s dark eyes matched the desire burning in Seth’s veins.
He dragged in a deep breath and focused on drowning Heavenly in pleasure.
Sandwiched between their hard bodies, Heavenly’s breath hitched. Seth spun her to face him. Her blue eyes clung to him, soft with trust. Her sweet submission drove him wild.
He cupped her face, brushing his thumb across her downy cheek while Beck pressed against her back, dragging his lips up her neck and whispering something apparently filthy in her ear that made her close her eyes and shudder.
Seth took advantage, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss, plunging his tongue in deep and claiming her with a possessive growl.
With a breathy moan, Heavenly dug her fingers into his shoulders and pressed her pebbled nipples against his chest.
He lost himself in the heat of her kiss, tugging at the hem of her shirt while Beck reached around her middle and unbuttoned her pants. Heavenly melted between them while they tore at her clothes and guided her to the bedroom, leaving a trail of cotton and silk whispering across the floor.
“I’ve been waiting all night to touch you, little girl.” Beck nipped her lobe, his voice rough with need. “To sink balls deep inside you.”
Seth tore from her lips, breathing hard. “You and me both.”
“I’m all yours, Sirs,” Heavenly murmured, eyes downcast.
Beck fit a finger under her chin and turned her head in his direction. “You going to be a good girl and let me fuck your pretty pussy, aren’t you?”
She nodded wildly, and he swooped down, crushing her lips beneath his and swallowing her soft, needy whimper.
Her total surrender to Beck’s indecent demand stoked Seth’s need even higher. He skimmed his lips down her throat, savoring her pulse fluttering under his tongue.
“We’re going to keep you busy tonight,” Seth growled in her ear, his smile wolfish. “Very busy.”
Then he bent and latched his mouth over her warm breast, lips skating over her skin before he dragged her nipple between his greedy lips and onto his tongue, pulling her in deep. Heavenly tossed her head back and tangled her fingers in his hair with a gasp.
Music to his ears.
Beck watched as Seth worked over her glistening peaks, alternating between them, biting gently and savoring every little gasp. Beck groaned, his hands impatient as he roamed across her skin.
Reluctantly, Seth lifted his head and spun her to face the other man. “Take a taste of our girl.”
“I need more than a taste.” Feverishly, Beck swooped down and latched on to her other nipple.
Heavenly gasped, one dainty hand digging into Beck’s shoulder. With the other, she gripped Seth’s arm in silent pleading.
He grinned. If she was looking for mercy tonight, she was about to find out neither of them had any.
Beck devoured her breasts, moving from one to the other, sucking and nipping so thoroughly that she began trembling. Seth watched, easing from them just long enough to rummage through his bag. When he returned, he tossed a tube of lube on the edge of the bed and tore at the button of his fly.
Beck lifted his head, his gaze flicking over the item. A furrow settled between his brows.
Yeah, the good doctor had questions. He’d been relentlessly trying to get Heavenly pregnant for weeks. Hell, they both had, taking turns spilling inside her unprotected pussy over and over. But Seth had a method to his madness—one he’d share with Beck soon.
For now, Seth shot him a look that promised everything was just fine. Jaw clenched, the doctor slowly resumed tormenting Heavenly’s nipples, which now looked swollen and temptingly rosy.
With a grin, Seth skated his fingers down Heavenly’s warm, silky skin—a tease that made her shiver. “Do you like Beck feasting on your tits? That feel good, angel?”
“Yes…” she hissed, fisting the surgeon’s dark hair.
Seth dropped his hand between her legs, dipping his fingers between her swollen folds. She was hot, slick, and absolutely drenched. Her clit was hard as a diamond as he began circling her sensitive nub. In seconds, her breaths grew shallow and her eyes fluttered shut with a moan.
“You’re so fucking wet for us, angel,” Seth murmured, using his free hand to brush her blonde hair aside and lave his way up her neck, savoring her soft shiver and gasp. “The things we’re going to do to you tonight…”
“Please. D-don’t torture me like last time,” she mewled.
Beck released her nipple and arched a brow. “You didn’t like us edging you?”
“No.” She clung to Beck’s biceps as she ground herself against Seth’s hand.
“You sure? You came incredibly hard…” Seth smirked, still stroking her clit in slow, merciless circles. “Maybe you need a reminder.”
“No!” she begged. “Please don’t…”
“Don’t worry, little girl. We’re not going to edge you.” Beck flashed her an absolutely obscene grin. “At least not tonight.”
“We have a different torture planned,” Seth murmured in her ear, low and dark.
Her eyes went wide, her voice breathy. “Tell me…”
Beck raised a stern brow at her. “You making demands?”
She dropped her gaze submissively. “No. Please. I just… Will you tell me?”
“We’re going to spend all night dragging orgasms from your sweet little cunt—one after the other—until you think you can’t come anymore,” Beck growled, releasing her long enough to yank the elegant duvet off the bed. “Then we’ll make you come again.”
He lifted a gasping Heavenly off her feet and spread her across the mattress before he started shucking his clothes. Seth followed suit, unbuttoning his shirt as Heavenly rolled to her stomach and stared with hot eyes.
Seth raised a brow while he released his zipper with a hiss. “Enjoying the show, angel?”
When his cock burst free, he kicked off everything below his waist and fisted his throbbing length.
Heavenly gawked and blushed. “I am.”
“If you’re ready to do something besides stare, little girl…” Beck fisted his hard cock and approached the side of the bed, his voice rough and commanding. “Open your mouth, stick out that pretty tongue, and suck me.”
“Yes, Sir.” She clambered to her knees, blue eyes sparkling, and parted her lips.
At the sight, desire crashed through Seth’s system. He moaned, low and needy, as he watched Beck cup her nape and align his crest to her swollen lips.
“That’s it.” Beck’s breath hitched as he entered her mouth. “Suck me deep.”
Lashes fluttering to her cheeks, Heavenly complied, opening wider as the surgeon loomed over her and drove nearly every inch into her silky, wet heat.
Beck ignored her stuttering breaths, gripped her hair in his fist, and shuttled past her lips in a sharp, relentless rhythm.
Seth pumped his length in his palm, his stare glued to the sight of Beck fucking their girl’s mouth.
Jesus, he could practically feel the sensual slide of her tongue gliding up his own shaft.
“Wrap your fingers around him,” Seth murmured hotly in her ear. “Stroke him while you suck him.”
She did, wrapping her slender hand around Beck’s cock. The surgeon sucked in a hiss, tossed back his head, and began rocking his hips.
“Harder,” Seth insisted. “Grip him harder and squeeze. Now stroke him at the same time.”
She did. Beck’s breathing roughened. He hurled an unintelligible curse.
Seth just smiled, not at all surprised Beck couldn’t speak. Whenever Heavenly wrapped her mouth around his cock, stringing words together was somewhere between grueling and impossible.
With urgent fingers, Seth tucked her hair behind her ear for a better view. “Yes. Just like that. Now draw him all the way out. Good. Suck on the head. Good girl. Hmm. Suck it hard.”
Beck’s stare zipped his way, eyes narrowing. “Shit. Stop ‘helping.’”
“Why? You’re obviously enjoying it.” Seth chuckled as he stroked Heavenly’s crown. “That’s pretty, angel. Use your other hand to rake your fingernails over his balls. Gently. Slowly.” When she hesitated, he encouraged, “I promise he’ll love it.”
Heavenly peered up at the surgeon, eyes watchful as Seth guided her other hand between Beck’s legs. “Do it, angel.”
Tentatively, she scraped her nails across his sac.
Beck’s whole body went taut. “Goddamn it!”
Seth ignored him and heaped more praise on Heavenly. “That’s a good girl. Perfect.”
“Too perfect. You motherfucker,” Beck snarled.
That made Seth smile as he pressed his palm to the back of her head. “Keep sucking. He might be growling, but he doesn’t want you to stop. Do you, man?”
“No,” Beck bit out as he shuttled his way into her mouth, fisting her hair tighter. “Fuck no.”
“See? He’d love it even more if you flicked the tip of your tongue against the underside of his crest.”
“Oh, fuck,” Beck groaned as Heavenly complied. Then the surgeon snarled at him. “Shut. Up.”
“No chance in hell,” Seth countered with a smirk before lowering his voice. “Now suck him to the back of your throat and swallow.”
Moments later, she did, a kitten-soft whimper reverberating in the air.
“Fuck!” Beck tightened his grip in her hair and took full control, guiding her sinful mouth up and down his shaft with ever-demanding thrusts.
The sight of Heavenly’s lips stretching impossibly wider around Beck’s glistening cock was a visual torment that clawed at Seth’s patience and restraint.
“Yes…” Seth murmured with a low rumble of approval. “That’s it.”
“Jesus, little girl,” Beck bit out roughly. “You’re killing me.”