by Shayla Black
“Beck…”
“She’s about to lose it,” Seth pointed out. “I want one more taste.”
Licking his lips, Beck shimmied up to nestle against her side, his face close to the hard berry nipples that called his name.
While Seth parted her with his thumbs and laved her clit, eliciting something between a yelp and a moan, he rose over her and nipped at her tip.
So she didn’t mind a little edge…
“Fuck, she just pulsed around my fingers. Do that again,” Seth told him.
“I can’t take it!” She mewled. “Please…”
Beck sent the PI an evil grin. “With pleasure.”
When Seth went in again, Beck pulled the same maneuver with her nipple, grasping with his teeth and giving it a tug before sucking it into his mouth.
Seth lifted his glistening lips. “She’s hanging on by a thread now.”
“I need another nibble.”
Nodding, Seth eased off the bed. Beck barely paid attention, devoting all his focus to the sweet, puffy cunt in front of him.
“Beck,” Heavenly pleaded as she grabbed wildly at him. “Beck…please. I’m desperate.”
He wasn’t inclined to show mercy—or give her any reason to start thinking again—but he glanced up at Seth for confirmation. The big PI, tearing through the pockets of his pants, just shook his head.
Beck smiled, then turned back to her, exhaling long and hot over her flesh. Her clit looked so aroused he swore he could see it throbbing.
“Perfect.” Seth rifled through his wallet.
Beck rolled his eyes. “Dude, there’s a box of condoms in my bag.”
The PI dropped his belongings, looking visibly relieved. “Thank fuck. Ready for one?”
“Yeah, I’ll be finished here…eventually.”
As Seth yanked the bag’s zipper and tore into the cardboard, Heavenly twisted and struggled, legs and eyes both wide and supplicating. “Beck, please… I’m begging.”
He gave her his most reassuring smile. “Oh, I know. And don’t you worry, I promise I’ll put my mouth on your pussy again, little girl.” When she smiled at him like he was her hero and savior all rolled into one, he thumbed her clit with a barely there stroke. “But we’re not letting you come yet. That’s a long way off.”
Heavenly whimpered in protest and tried to close her legs, but he was braced, hands outstretched to keep her open. Then he dropped his head and tongued his way through her soft, slick flesh to his heart’s content, reveling in every gasp, wriggle, moan, and entreaty. Above him, Seth stood, fingering his way up her abdomen, plucking at her nipples, and dragging his thumb across the pad of her lower lip.
“She’s so ready to be fucked,” the PI remarked. “You want our cocks filling and stretching you?”
“Yes.” She gave them a furious bob of her head. “Yes! I need it…”
Seth ripped into his condom and rolled it down his length.
Reluctantly, Beck trailed his tongue through her sugary cunt one last time, flicking her pouting clit until he wrung an agonized, back-bowing groan from her. Then, with a smack of his lips, he backed away.
Heavenly lurched up. “Don’t leave me like this. I’m aching…”
Seth handed him a condom and shouldered past him, taking the heat from their girl so he could glove up. “You’ve barely started aching, angel. And let me give you a tip: the more you protest, the longer we make you wait.”
“You’re mean,” she hurled.
Beck grinned as he ripped into his condom. “Look, she’s really starting to understand us.”
Seth chuckled as he dropped kisses on her face. “Be soft and sweet, and we’ll make sure you have one hell of an orgasm.”
Then the big guy followed her to the middle of the mattress, gripped her hips, and entered her in one rough stroke. “Oh, jesus…”
Heavenly eked out a breathless gasp, and Beck paused to watch. They looked so fucking arousing together. Seth, both tall and well-muscled, appeared twice Heavenly’s dainty size. When he rocked deep inside her, he didn’t just cover her body, he enveloped her completely. Nothing but the guy’s arms around her prevented the force of his thrusts from fucking her off the bed.
“Doesn’t she feel good?” Beck finished gloving up.
A closer look at Seth proved his eyes were about to roll into the back of his head. “Holy shit. This is the softest, hottest, tightest…”
“Yeah.” Beck couldn’t argue with that.
“Her ass is a one-of-a-kind experience, too.” Without breaking his rhythm or giving a single fuck about the squeaking bedframe everyone in the house could probably hear, the PI propped himself on his elbows and peered straight into her eyes. “Do you like hearing us admit how much we love to fuck you?”
Heavenly wrapped her arms and legs around Seth, then plastered her mouth against his in answer.
It seemed crazy to Beck that watching the other man plow into Heavenly, one long stroke after another, could turn him on rather than piss him off. But he was over questioning it.
“Hey, man. You going to let me in on that?”
“Yeah. Give me one second…” Seth fitted his arms under her and took her ass in his hands, lifting her against his chest, and rocked harder into her body.
Changing the angle of his thrust increased her stimulation. Heavenly tossed her head, clawed at his back, and bit into his shoulder with a scream.
“On the edge, aren’t you, angel?” he muttered roughly.
“Seth. Seth! Seth!”
Instantly, he stilled. Her frustrated screeching replaced the squeaking of the bed as he rolled onto his back, sprawling Heavenly over him to straddle his hips.
“Please! I’m on fire…”
“Patience,” Seth warned.
She wasn’t having it. She braced her palms on his wide shoulders and ground down onto Seth with a low, feminine growl.
Damn if the minx wasn’t trying to gyrate out her own orgasm. Tsk, tsk…
“Stop,” Beck demanded.
She didn’t even pause, just kept springing on Seth’s cock.
Beck scanned the room. When he found what he needed, he plucked up the pair, retrieved the lube, then turned back to her, wearing the sort of grin that had prompted people to call him an evil son of a bitch more than once.
He grabbed a fistful of hair at her crown and tugged. “Stop using Seth’s cock as your sex toy.”
She ignored him, her hips swinging and swaying up and down the PI’s stiff dick. “So close…”
“And yet so far away,” Beck quipped as he yanked one of her hands off Seth’s shoulders, wrapped it in the soft, gold-braided tieback he’d pulled off the room’s drapes, and attached it to the bedpost.
Heavenly gasped. “What…what are you doing?”
He’d inhibited her ability to leverage herself. With his next move, he’d stop her altogether.
Beck repeated the process, fastening her free hand to the other bedpost. “You’ll come when we let you.”
“Not before,” Seth insisted. “God, she looks pretty bound.”
Seeing Heavenly being penetrated and pleasured had already thrilled Beck’s twisted brain, but seeing her spread, stretched, and tethered really did something to his perverted heart. “Gorgeous.”
She zipped her furious stare to him, tears brimming. “I’m unraveling. I need—”
“We know.” He took her chin in his grip. “Better than you. Your responsibility isn’t to find your own orgasm. It’s to trust us to give it to you when you need it most.”
“Exactly,” Seth agreed.
That took some starch out of her. And when Seth lifted his hips beneath her to stroke inside her again, Heavenly melted, eyes closing, head lolling back.
Beck mounted the bed behind her and palmed her spine, giving her a nudge. “Bend at the hips, ass in the air for me. I’m going to fuck you in the most forbidden way possible, little girl.”
She didn’t resist at all. Within seconds, he’d coated both her opening and his
cock with the cool gel, then spread her cheeks wide and aligned his desperate crest. “Tilt up. Bear down.”
When she complied, Beck clenched his jaw and inched himself against her gathered rim. The pressure of her tight flesh and her liquid heat around him were the sweetest nirvana. Sparks zipped up his spine. Sweat broke across his brow. And when he finally breached her narrow ring, he growled, clutching her hips as he fed each throbbing inch into her silky-soft passage.
As a keening cry spilled from Heavenly’s lips, he gripped her hips tighter, trying like hell not to lose his mind. But making love to Heavenly tonight was a double-edged sword. He and Seth were staking their claim, and she wouldn’t easily forget tonight, but he’d barely bottomed out before he realized she’d actually conquered him.
He was hers. For better. For worse. Always. Forever and a day.
“Ready, man?” Seth’s voice rasped with need.
Nodding, Beck eased his cock from Heavenly’s silky depths, pausing when her rigid rim gripped his crown. As Seth surged upward, filling her tight, wet cunt, Beck closed his eyes and savored her whimpers of delight.
They found their rhythm, seesawing in and out of Heavenly’s clutching passages. It had been a week of pure hell since they’d taken her this way. To Beck, it had felt like a goddamn lifetime.
Grunts, groans, and the rhythmic squeak of the bed filled the air saturated with sex and sweat. The sight and sensation of his cock sliding in and out of Heavenly sent him into overload. The weight of orgasm was already bearing down, but he refused to yield until he was sure he’d given Heavenly everything she needed.
“Feel good?” he demanded roughly as he drove into her again.
“Yes!”
“It’s fucking better than good,” Seth ground out, his voice thick with agony.
“Should we let her come now?” Beck taunted.
“Pleeeease,” she wailed, white-knuckled fingers wrapped around the tiebacks as she tugged and bucked.
“She’s so fucking sweet.” Seth grunted as he shoved his way inside her again, harder than before.
Beck watched the PI slide his hand to Heavenly’s pussy. Seth clearly found her most sensitive spot. She tossed her head back, sending platinum curls fanning across her narrow back, then tensed around them.
Her sweet wail of suffering echoed off the walls and etched itself into his soul.
Beck felt himself slipping. “Fuck…”
“Yeah.” Seth was barely hanging on, too. “Ready, angel?”
“Yes! Oh, yes!”
Beck locked his gaze on Heavenly’s luscious ass and plundered her unmercifully. “Give it to us.”
“Now!” Seth roared.
She sucked in a ragged breath, gripping and yanking on the gold braided rope binding her wrists. Beck felt her narrow passage soften while his driving cock expanded. Molten heat thundered through his veins as Heavenly clamped down hard around their dicks. An endless, throaty growl tore from her throat.
Sinking his fingers roughly into her flesh, Beck launched himself deeper and stilled, lost in her tight, clutching spasms.
A short second later, Seth let out a feral roar. Beneath the thin flesh separating them, he jerked and jettisoned inside her.
The cresting wave of euphoria almost destroyed Beck as he joined Heavenly and Seth, erupting in hot, brutally long spasms. And when he was spent, he wrapped his arms around her middle, laid his cheek against her back, and held her tight, as if that would keep her with them forever.
“I think my heart just gave out,” Beck groaned.
He’d experienced plenty of orgasms in his life, but as electric pleasure still pinged his system and his cock throbbed inside Heavenly, he had to admit this one had been beyond all the others.
Was that what she’d wanted? Or had they given her too much?
Heaving in drafts of air, he lifted his heavy lids and glanced at her perfectly pink hands. Since the tiebacks hadn’t compromised her blood flow, he could worry about the other million important things, like what came next for them.
He turned to see the panting PI staring intently at Heavenly, who had melted in a puddle between them. Seth’s eyes burned with something reckless.
Beck frowned. “You okay, man?”
Seth clutched Heavenly’s face, desperation curling those long fingers around her nape as he dragged her closer. Brow furrowed, his eyes bore intently into hers. “I love you, Heavenly Young.”
She tensed, sucking in a sharp gasp.
Fuck, she wasn’t saying a word.
Beck eased from her narrow backside and quickly disposed of the condom. He needed to see her face.
“I’m shocking you, angel,” Seth pressed on. “You didn’t expect this and you may not be ready to hear it. But I haven’t said those three words to anyone in a long, long time. I can’t hold the truth in anymore. I. Love. You.”
Beck perched on the edge of the mattress. Heavenly looked so fucking beautiful with her wrists bound to the headboard, wide eyes blinking, and her swollen mouth a pretty pink O. Tears fell down her cheeks.
Fuck it. No regrets…
“Little girl…” Beck sank a hand into her hair and focused her gaze on him. “I love you, too. I’ve never told any woman I’m in love with her.”
Soft wonder washed over her features as she gazed between them. Then an uncontrollable sob ripped from her throat. Beck’s heart twisted as she fell apart.
Shit. She was overwhelmed. Because she was in love with them, too? Or because—everyone else’s opinions aside—she wasn’t?
When Heavenly bowed her head to hide her tears, Seth cupped her face tighter. Beck gave her hair another tug. She didn’t have to admit her feelings now, but he’d be damned if he let her hide from them.
As she shuddered, he and Seth held her and dried her cheeks.
“Today has been so overwhelming.” She lowered her lashes. “I don’t…”
“It’s okay,” Beck reassured. “You’ve been through a lot. We don’t expect you to return the sentiment right now.”
“I care. So much. It’s just…” Heavenly tugged at the gold braids binding her wrists. “I need to get dressed.”
“Not yet. The three of us are going to talk—without barriers or bullshit.”
Since she was at her most vulnerable, it was the perfect time. She was far more likely to be honest. But she was also fragile. They had to be careful not to bend her so much that she broke.
“Absolutely,” Seth added. “While we’re all together, we want everything out in the open.”
She relaxed into her bonds with a nod. “Okay.”
Beck palmed her crown. “It’s no secret we’re hoping you’ll come back to LA with us. We know you’re confused and torn.”
“Completely.”
“What’s your plan come morning?” Seth thumbed away more of her tears.
“I’m still not sure. I was hoping that once I put Dad to rest, the answer would be obvious.” She sighed in defeat, as if she’d failed herself. “He told me never to make decisions while I was emotional, so I thought maybe I should sleep on it tonight—”
“Do you really think a few hours will change how you’re feeling?” Seth pointed out.
“Or that you’ll only find answers if you put distance between us?” Beck shook his head. “You might end up more lost and alone. Why don’t you let us help you?”
Heavenly sniffed. “You’ve already helped me too much. Besides, I swore to him that I’d—”
“We’re not trying to interfere with the promises you made to your dad,” Seth cut in. “But we’re also not going to sit back while you’re hurting and watch you potentially screw up your future.”
Which should be with him and Seth, but that wasn’t their most compelling argument. Sure, it might be manipulative, but Beck had zero compunction about reminding her of everything she stood to lose. Besides, it was only logical.
“You’ve worked too hard studying and spent too many hours volunteering at the hospital to just q
uit,” he pointed out. “Unless becoming a nurse isn’t really what you want?”
“It is. At first I went to nursing school because I thought being more knowledgeable about medicine would help me give my dad better care. But I soon realized that helping others is my passion.”
“So your dad didn’t”—coerce—“encourage you?”
“Actually, he wasn’t thrilled when I enrolled in nursing school. Don’t get me wrong. He was always proud of me, but he didn’t want his illness impacting the rest of my life or steering me toward a profession I didn’t love. He definitely didn’t like all the long hours I put in. But when he figured out that I’d found my purpose, he was happy for me.”
“Would he still be happy if he knew you might give up the thing you love to keep your promise to him?” Seth raised a brow at her. “When you have the rest of your life to keep it?”
Clearly, the PI had no problem manipulating the situation, either, since a pretty piece of it had just rolled off his tongue.
Beck arched a brow. “Would he?”
Heavenly bowed her head, shaking as another sob overcame her.
Beck lifted her teary face and skimmed a feathery kiss over her cheek. “Come back to LA with us, at least long enough to finish this term. We’ll take you on all the grand adventures we can. I promise you’ll experience more than you ever have.”
She sent them a pensive stare. “I want to finish out my semester, and I’m forever grateful that you’ve paid for my classes in the fall, but…”
“But what? Say it. This is an open, honest conversation. We’re not going to get mad.”
She dragged in a shaky breath. “I’m worried that staying implies I’m committing to you two, and that would have disappointed my dad.”
“Even though he wanted you to be happy?”
“He did…but do I know what that is? I’m young. I’ve never lived for me. How am I supposed to know what I want or who I should spend my life with? What if I change my mind? What if…” She pressed her lips together. “What if I’m like my mom and I leave you when you need me most?”
“First of all, if you change your mind”—Seth shrugged—“you change your mind. Beck and I know that life doesn’t come with guarantees. Second, you’re not your mom. You’re too warm and caring to run out on us in a crisis. We know you’re confused and you feel guilty. But we’re willing to be patient until you know what’s in your heart.”