Now she just had to be brave enough to let herself do it.
Her father wouldn’t like it…but he didn’t understand. She hoped, in time, he would. It would take her a while to wrap her head around it, too. Especially since they were Dominants and they wanted her. She definitely wasn’t ready for commitment—for marriage and babies—but she also didn’t know how the heck she was supposed to walk away from these two men who had captured her heart and now cradled her soul in their hands.
“Angel?” Seth’s stare searched her, full of concern.
She’d worry about the jumble of questions and problems later. After all, she didn’t have to have answers today or even tomorrow. All she had to do was take things as she’d been doing, one day at a time…
“Everything is great,” she promised. “I must be the luckiest girl in Los Angeles.”
“I’m feeling pretty lucky, too.” Seth pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, then gently withdrew from her backside.
She’d never given much thought to a man having sex with her…there. But she’d liked it. The slightly forbidden thrill of being taken, even ravished, still made her shiver. And Beck taking her virginity with such unexpected reverence, followed by stunning passion, had her feeling soft and needy again.
Tomorrow, she really would have to thank River for refusing her.
“Up.” Beck tapped at her thigh. “Let’s get you clean and talk.”
“I’ll get hot towels,” Seth volunteered, thumbing toward the bathroom. “Everything I need in there?”
“Yeah. I can help you, man.”
“I got it.”
Heavenly gingerly lifted herself from Beck’s softening penis, surprised to find she was more than a teensy bit sore. She was also surprised to see blood on the condom. “Let me. Please. I need to, um…use the ladies’ room.”
And despite every naughty, amazing thing they’d done with and to her tonight, she found herself blushing.
Beck rose and, like Seth, disposed of his condom. They both chuckled at her.
“Don’t laugh…” She crossed her arms over her chest self-consciously.
“Don’t hide.” Beck uncrossed her arms and held her wrists firmly at her side. “I love that you’re still my blushing little girl.”
Her flush only turned hotter. “I don’t think I’m a little girl anymore.”
“To me, you always will be.”
Beside him, Seth nodded. “He’s right. My sweet heaven on earth.”
When they both wrapped their arms around her and moved in for kisses, she backed away. “No more yet. I’m sticky and…” And she would have sworn she felt a trickle of something that was probably blood running down her thigh. “Sore. And hungry. I never got to eat the sandwich I packed for my dinner break.”
Seth stepped back with a sigh. “Get clean. We’ll rustle up food.”
“I’ll do it. I don’t mind,” she called as she plucked her clothes from the floor and headed toward the bathroom.
“The staples in the place are running a little low,” Beck hollered from the refrigerator. “How about we call for pizza?”
“Give me a minute,” she called.
She shut the door, flipped on the light, and fished out a few towels. As she waited at the sink for hot water, she looked in the mirror. Except for the tangled hair, she didn’t look any different. But she felt different, like the universe had shifted and she suddenly understood so many of its best secrets.
She clutched a dry towel to her chest and smiled. Lots of things had gone so wrong lately…and yet she couldn’t remember ever being so happy.
“Psst. Hey, man,” Seth murmured. “Um, who the fuck was that?”
“You noticed it, too?”
“Kind of hard to miss. Man…”
Who were they talking about? Her?
“I had no fucking idea under all those blushes that she was a goddamn siren.” Beck sighed. “I wasted months thinking I’d scare the hell out of her—”
“Me, too. And she turned into a vamp. I was balls deep inside her and she was flirting. She was almost demanding more. God, I can’t wait to give it to her again.”
“Think we can get in a quickie before the pizza comes?”
Heavenly covered her giggle behind her hand. So she’d surprised them? Delighted them a little bit, too, from the sounds of it. Thank goodness they weren’t disappointed. In the back of her head, she’d worried she wouldn’t know enough or be pretty enough to please them. But their eagerness to be with her again was far more than she’d expected. And it was a thrill.
“I think I’d like to give it a hell of a try,” Seth drawled.
“You know, we have to keep a lid on this shit,” Beck whispered. “If she figures out how damn hard we are for her, she’s going to try to lead us around by our dicks.”
“Good point.”
She stifled another laugh. That hadn’t actually occurred to her, but now that they’d suggested it…it did sound like fun.
Finally, the water in the basin started steaming. She doused the hand towel and wrung it out, then washed herself, gently wiping away layers of lube and blood and traces of semen from her thighs. Then she used the toilet, threw on her clothes, and tried to wrestle her hair into something that didn’t look so wild.
But it was hopeless, so she gave up, deciding she’d rather have hot food than a pretty hairdo.
When she stepped out of the bathroom, they both stood in the bedroom in various states of undress. Seth had found his underwear among the pile of discarded clothing and donned them. The visual of his hard, ripped body had her holding in a sigh. Beck stood stark naked, reading his phone. His muscled derrière and wide, inked back made her wonder if food could wait just a bit longer…
They both turned, looked her way.
“Why are you dressed?” Seth didn’t look pleased.
“I know Beck said he’d order a pizza, but I want real food, and I can’t cook naked.”
He paused and cocked his head as if he was envisioning that.
