Heavenly graced him with a soft, shy giggle.
As he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, he lost himself in her eyes, hypnotized by the slashes of silver surrounding deep azure. “He’s not the only one who’s lost patience.”
She slung her gentle palms on his shoulders. “I’ve wanted your touch even when I thought you’d never look twice at me.”
Beck’s breath caught. From the first time she’d lifted those lashes and peered up at him, she’d shocked his heart awake. Since then, she’d changed him, made him want to be a better, gentler man…the kind of man she could love. “I’ve never not wanted you.”
Her face softened with apology. “But it happened the same for me with Seth. One look and—”
“I know.” And Beck did. He didn’t like or understand it, but he was done questioning it. “It’s all right, Heavenly.”
“We’re big boys,” Seth assured, circling her waist from behind.
Heavenly backed away, and for the first time since they’d crossed the threshold, she looked worried. “I know this isn’t what either of you wanted, and my dad—”
“Not now,” Seth insisted. “There’s no one here but us. What do you want?”
“To please you both…and I don’t know how.”
After everything she’d been through, her first concern was pleasing them? That blew Beck’s mind.
Understanding settled across Seth’s face as he gathered the girl into his arms. “All you need to do tonight is open yourself and trust us. Can you do that?”
She nodded. “I already trust you both.”
God, what sweet words.
“Then lie back.” Beck helped her onto the middle of the mattress.
Impatience crawled up his spine as he stared down at their brave, beautiful girl. Innocent hunger filled her eyes. She didn’t know what they intended, but she desperately wanted this…wanted them.
No matter what it took, he and Seth had to give her the most memorable night of her life.
He glanced at Cooper. The man’s stoic expression told Beck they were on the same page—again.
He locked eyes with Heavenly. “Spread your legs for us, little girl. Show us your pretty, wet pussy.”
That pink blush he’d grown to love painted her cheeks as she slowly parted her legs.
“Wider,” Seth commanded.
As she inched her thighs farther apart, her feminine musk now saturated the air, compelling Beck to crawl between her knees.
“Brace yourself. She’ll set your damn taste buds on fire,” Seth growled.
For an unguarded moment, jealousy knifed Beck. He forced himself to yank out the blade. No more putting this petty shit above her. It wasn’t a competition. There were no winners or losers. Time to exercise the same sage acceptance Seth had shown earlier so they could shower Heavenly with the passion and love she deserved.
“Wait until you feel her pretty mouth wrapped around your cock,” he drawled without an ounce of malice.
“Beck!” She gaped in embarrassment.
“What?” He opened her wider and glided his palms up her thighs. “It’s the truth. You’ve got a sinful tongue.”
“Yeah?” Seth grinned. “I want that. I want that now.”
God, the million things they could show her… The epic pleasure they could give her… The many ways they could twist her body—and her mind…
If she’d stay long enough to let them.
Beck refused to let worry creep in. Heavenly might have turned his life upside down, stolen his heart—then given him zero hope for the future—but he had to believe after tonight that she would want more. The wonder and awe lighting up her face were too bright to be snuffed so quickly.
Beck cleared his mind and focused on Heavenly spread out before him. Vaguely, he noticed Seth stacking pillows under her head before he aligned his cock against her mouth. She blinked up at him, uncertainty lining her face, before she bravely parted her lips.
The memory of her mouth surged through Beck. His blood thundered. Demand roared.
He focused on Heavenly’s pouty, glistening folds, feeling like a kid on Christmas morning opening the special present he’d pinned all his hopes and dreams on. Inhaling her deeply, he filled his lungs with her thick, heady scent. Then he gripped her hips and lifted her to his mouth.
Beck trailed his tongue up the inside of her thigh, laving a shimmering path to her golden curls. Heavenly writhed, restless and seeking, as he parted her with his thumbs. Her juices seeped like warm syrup.
He couldn’t wait. He swiped his tongue through her slit. Her tart essence made his taste buds sing. His body hummed. His cock wept. And his heart soared at the sheer perfection of his first taste of Heavenly.
With a growl, he latched onto her mound and began tongue-fucking her narrow, satiny walls without mercy. Her muffled cries and her undulating hips urged him to drive her higher.
“You look so fucking hot, angel,” Seth groaned. “And your mouth feels insane.”
Beck’s cock pulsed impatiently against the sheet as he stared between her splayed thighs, watching Seth glide between her parted lips. The man fisted her hair as he shuttled in and out of her mouth. Heavenly looked beyond beautiful drinking in Seth’s benevolent approval.
Determined to wring even more pleasure from her, he slid one finger inside her clutching walls and sucked her sensitive clit. When he pressed another finger inside her, she tensed, arched. The sounds of her muted suffering lit him up like a bonfire.
Twisting his fingers inside her sweltering core, he dragged them over the sensitive patch of nerves behind her clit. She bucked against his mouth again as a fresh torrent of liquid flooded his tongue.
Seth cursed and sucked in a hiss. “Angel. Christ…”
“Oh, my gosh,” she panted in sweet desperation as she laved Seth’s thick crest. “I love tasting you but…Beck. H-he’s doing things, and I need…”
“You want to come for us?” Seth taunted as he plucked her nipple.
“Y-yes.”
Her breathless reply was all the incentive Beck needed. He lashed her clit with his tongue while his fingertips toyed with the hyperaware spot inside her. Heavenly tensed. Her panting moans escalated into keening cries.
Heavenly was seconds from breaking into a million pieces.
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