Chapter Eighteen #3
Heavenly lifted her lashes and peered up at him. The love and sweet submission shining there called to Seth on a primitive level.
He couldn’t resist touching her for another second.
With a groan, he climbed onto the bed behind her and skimmed her warm skin while trailing kisses down her spine. She shivered. He basked in her response as he retraced his way up to pepper kisses along her shoulder and lave his way up her neck.
“You look so fucking beautiful worshipping his cock,” he whispered before he nipped her lobe.
“She fucking does,” Beck growled as he fucked her mouth all the way to the back of her throat.
Based on the desperate tone of his grunts and the way he clenched his jaw, Seth knew the surgeon’s restraint was unraveling. He smiled.
“Fuck!” Beck snarled as he yanked free from Heavenly’s lips.
Panting wildly, he slammed his eyes shut and clamped down on the base of his cock, staving off the pending orgasm.
“Not going to finish?” Seth rolled to his feet and rounded the bed to face Heavenly.
“Not in her mouth. She’s mid-cycle, man. She’s ripe.” Beck scowled his way.
Seth nodded, but he’d known Heavenly was likely ovulating.
For now, he cupped her chin and dragged his thumb across her swollen lips, losing himself in her smoky blue eyes. “Ready to suck my cock, angel?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered as she leaned in, parting her lips.
As she closed her eyes with a moan, he watched raptly. His breath froze as she swiped her pink tongue over his weeping crest. Streaks of lightning splintered up his spine.
She hadn’t even sucked him inside her wicked mouth yet, and Seth was already climbing out of his skin. Heavenly and her innate ability to decimate his resolve was nothing new, but he was determined to hang on.
“Open wide,” he commanded in a raspy groan.
Heavenly complied, wrapping her plump lips around his dripping crest and pulling him deep. Sparks flashed behind his eyes as he fisted her hair with a growl and launched into a bone-rattling rhythm, plundering and fucking her throat.
“Everything you did to me?” Beck climbed onto the bed next to Heavenly. “Do the same to him, little girl.”
“Now who’s a prick?” Seth rasped between clenched teeth as she wrapped her slender hand around the base of his dick with firm fingers and started stroking.
“Paybacks are a bitch.” Beck smirked. “Let’s see how long you last when I make her come and she starts screaming over your cock.”
Beck’s threat, coupled with Heavenly’s swirling tongue, burned Seth’s brain and scorched his resolve.
That didn’t stop Heavenly. She stroked him harder, sucking him impossibly deep as she whimpered the neediest little sound. He tried to brace, but it was useless. Her moan vibrated up his shaft and rolled through his balls. It threatened his goddamn restraint.
Seth clenched his jaw, his growled curse cut short as Heavenly swallowed, compressing his crest in her hot, velvety vise. His heart lurched. He stopped breathing. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. Jesus… When had she gotten so good at that?
Probably when you told her exactly how to dismantle Beck, dumbass.
Each tormenting stroke up his cock sent desire scalding through him, shoving him closer to the brink of insanity.
Desperately, Seth peeled his stare off her lips bobbing up and down his glistening shaft and watched Beck tweak her nipples.
“Spread your knees,” the good doctor demanded in her ear.
With a greedy mewl, she did, never altering the rhythm of her mouth on Seth’s cock. He swore he was about to lose his goddamn mind.
Beck bent behind Heavenly, his dark gaze devouring her bare body. The sight of them—his partners, his future—sent heat blasting through Seth’s veins.
When the surgeon lowered his mouth to her waiting pussy, Heavenly jolted with a muffled cry. The sound vibrated down Seth’s cock. He hissed, scalding need threatening to burn away his teetering restraint.
Beck lapped at Heavenly with obvious hunger, worshipping their woman.
She went wild between them—moaning, whimpering, and grinding against Beck’s tongue while she worked feverishly up and down Seth’s shaft.
The dual sensations of her hot mouth and her desperate mewls pushed Seth even closer to the edge of his control.
He gripped her hair tight in his fingers. “If you keep making those sounds, I’m gonna lose it, angel.”
She didn’t let up one bit. Instead, she urged him on. With sawing breaths and clenched teeth, he drove deeper and faster into her mouth, keeping time with the demand pounding his system.
As the mounting friction threatened to bend his spine with pleasure, he watched Beck lift his head from her cunt just long enough to grope for the lube and squeeze a dollop onto his finger.
“Ass in the air, little girl,” Beck demanded in a low-voiced growl.
She complied, sticking her backside up obediently. He ringed her back opening with his slick finger, then thrust inside. Heavenly squealed and bucked, breathing hard and shuddering as she moaned even louder around Seth’s cock.
Sweat dripped. Seth’s vision blurred. Jesus… “I’m two fucking seconds from losing it.”
In response, she quickened her stroke and bathed him with her tongue like a woman possessed.
“Do it,” Beck said with a grin before he dove back between her thighs.
Seth watched him—finger pumping, mouth relentless on her clit. Heavenly whimpered desperately around his cock.
Then Beck added a second finger to her ass, stretching her, preparing her. Her whole body shook, her mouth growing even more frantic. Seth struggled to hold on as she began to unravel so beautifully right in front of him.
“Fuck, yes,” Beck ground out while working her with ruthless precision. “Come, little girl.”
She tensed, breath held, the moment suspended… Seth’s heart roared between his ears as he ground his teeth against his violent urge to come.
Heavenly screamed, her wail muffled by her mouthful of his cock. Then she convulsed in ecstasy.
Seth looked on helplessly. The vibrations, the sight of her in pleasure, the knowledge that Beck had pushed her over crashed through him.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” he roared, unable to hold back as he gritted his teeth, gripped her tighter, and spilled down her throat in a thunderous release that seemed to last half of forever.
When the blindsiding rapture finally subsided, Seth withdrew slowly, panting.
Dizzy. Bowled over. His knees threatened to give out.
He braced himself with one hand. With the other, he cupped Heavenly’s chin and pressed his forehead to hers.
Her face was flushed, eyes glazed with a plea for his approval.
Christ, she’d never looked more beautiful.
“That was amazing. I love you, angel,” he rasped, his voice raw with emotion.
“I love you,” she whispered, then glanced over her shoulder at Beck. “I love you, too.”
“Come here.” Beck hauled her on top of him. “I’ll show you how much I love you.”
Heavenly barely had time to blink in question before he grabbed her hips and pushed her down onto his straining cock with a possessive growl.
He arched up, shoving even deeper inside her pussy.
She gasped out, gripping the sheets in her delicate fists.
The sight of Beck’s desperate need and her willing surrender fueled Seth all over again.
He always wanted pleasure. But he craved permanence and future. Family.
One he hoped they’d be starting tonight.
While Heavenly rocked on top of Beck, the surgeon clutched her hips and fucked her relentlessly. “You watching or fucking?”
“Fucking.” Seth fisted his cock and roughly stroked it. The sight of Beck swiping his thumb across her clit as he jackhammered into her made him hard and eager again.
“Hurry,” Beck snapped. “Neither of us are going to last.”
Cursing, Seth grabbed the lube and climbed behind her, coating himself thoroughly. Beck seized the moment and pulled free with a grimace, giving Seth the opportunity to press into her ass and tunnel deep. His eyes rolled back at the tight grip and exquisite pleasure.
Quickly, they found their rhythm, Seth withdrawing while Beck thrust deep, then reversing.
Heavenly unraveled between them with sensual cries that bounced off the luxurious walls of their suite and rang in his ears.
The scent of sex, the slick slide of their bodies, her desperate pleas for release all combined into something beyond mere orgasm.
This was communion. Connection. Coming home.
“Please,” Heavenly begged, her voice breaking. “I need to come.”
“Fuck,” Beck panted. “I can’t…hold on.”
“Same.” Seth was shocked to feel his control shattering again.
Raw hunger consumed every cell in his body. The feel of her gripping him was both euphoric and blistering. Demand coiled tighter and tighter. His muscles grew taut as blood thundered in his ears. He fucking trembled with both restraint and need.
But seconds later, his restraint crumbled. Need won out. And the cataclysm of release crashed fast and hard, utterly shattering.
“Come, angel. Now!” he demanded.
With a scream that likely echoed across the entire floor of the hotel, she did. Beck growled a curse and followed, pressing himself deep inside her pussy as he let go. Seth hurtled over, too, as if his previous orgasm had never happened.
Together, they collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of trembling limbs, harsh breaths, and pounding hearts. Seth held Heavenly from behind while Beck pressed himself against her front, both of them still buried inside her, as if unwilling to separate. As if none of them wanted this moment to end.
But it wasn’t long before passion stirred again. Moments bled into hours as their bodies entwined again and again in relentless need. Seth reveled as Beck filled her cunt with single-minded determination over and over, his hunger desperate while Seth took her ass, worshipping her with every touch.
By the time dawn crept under the blackout curtains, they were exhausted, sated, and irrevocably bound on what felt like a whole deeper level. That truth was burned into his gut. His psyche. His heart.
With a little whimper, Heavenly finally slipped from bed and crept gingerly to the shower. When the sound of running water hissed through the suite, Beck moved to follow.
Seth did his best to shelve his lazy satisfaction and stepped in front of the surgeon. “Have fun last night?”
Beck’s jaw tightened, and Seth saw the question forming. He’d anticipated it. Beck wanted to know why Seth hadn’t once taken her pussy.
“Obviously, but—”
“I know what you’re thinking,” Seth cut in, meeting Beck’s stare.
“I’m not backing out of having a family.
But I’ve had two sons, and I’ve got my hands full with Hudson.
Plus…I owe you for dealing with my family’s bullshit this weekend.
The shot at her this month? It’s all yours.
If she gets pregnant, I’ll be a proud daddy, too. Promise.”
Beck’s throat worked. Emotion flickered across his face—surprise, gratitude, something deeper.
“Seriously?”
Seth nodded. “Yep. Absolutely.”
“And Friday night?” Beck asked quietly. “When you’ll be alone with her at your mom’s house?”
Seth shrugged, a wry smile tugging his lips. “Her mouth, her ass, or just a snuggle—I’m good for any of those. I’m sure my mom would prefer the last option, but whatever makes Heavenly happy.”
Beck chuckled, and Seth felt the last of the tension between them ease.
This weekend would be a minefield with his family, but the night the three of them had just spent together?
Worth every second of torture over the coming days.
They’d crossed a line together, made an unspoken promise about their future.
And as Seth clapped Beck’s shoulder, they headed to the suite’s giant shower to join Heavenly. In that moment, Seth had never been more certain of anything in his life.