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  Beck gritted his teeth. The battle for their future might be a one-woman war right now, but he wasn’t giving up without a fight. If she ultimately wanted men in her life who put her first, he and Seth had to not only show her they loved her but tell her. They’d steep her in pleasure until she felt boneless and ecstatic, then drop the L bomb. After that, if she chose to walk away from them for good… Well, he’d be heartbroken, but he’d have no regrets.

  “Just sex it is. Now why don’t you come here, little girl?” And let us change your mind.

  Beck swooped down and seized her mouth, fusing them together in a breathless kiss.

  Seth eased behind her, wrapping his fingers around her pale tresses, lips brushing her soft skin. “Open up. Give him your tongue.”

  Instantly, she obeyed. Beck surged deep into her mouth, fisting the back of her siren-red dress and dragging her closer. His cock roared. His heart chugged. His blood raced as he pressed his steely erection against her softness, leaving her no doubt how much he wanted her.

  “That’s so fucking hot,” Seth whispered.

  Through half-lidded eyes, Beck watched the big blond reach around Heavenly to strum his thumbs over her nipples. Their girl’s whimper rang in his ears. Her musky feminine scent filled his nose. Demand slammed down his spine. It was all Beck could do not to peel off her clothes with his teeth and feast on her pussy.

  As if reading his mind, Seth released Heavenly’s zipper with a soft hiss that rumbled between his ears—and his legs.

  She gasped as the fabric yawned around her shoulders. “The last time we did this, you two made me feel amazing. It was the most perfect first time I could have imagined.”

  “Being with you was everything I knew it would be,” Beck murmured.

  Seth nodded. “And more than I dared to fantasize about.”

  Heavenly turned and looped her arms around Seth’s neck, pressing her lips to his with fevered desperation. Beck took in their embrace, lingering on the soft, pale skin of her exposed back. But there was one thing he didn’t see.

  “Where’s your bra?” He slid his palms beneath her dress and around her torso until he cradled her bare breasts in his hands and pinched her nipples in an urgent crush.

  She cried out into Seth’s kiss.

  The PI tore his lips away to stare with hot eyes as he stroked a finger over one of her stiff peaks. “It didn’t look like you were wearing one earlier. Why didn’t you?”

  “Th-the dress is cut low,” she said, not looking at either of them. “I didn’t want it to show.”

  “I think you’re lying.” Beck taunted her hard tip again.

  Seth did the same to the other. “I think you were hoping we’d touch them sooner.”

  Her breathing accelerated. Her heart drummed against Beck’s hand. It chugged even faster when Seth tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled, waiting impatiently for her response.

  “I was,” she finally whimpered.

  With a growl, Beck whirled her around, shoved her back against Seth, and grabbed her face. Then he fused his lips to hers.

  The PI watched them with a groan, dragging his lips across her exposed shoulder and flicking her hard tips with punishing thumbs. “You teased us with your shoes and these bare nipples. There’s a price for that…”

  She arched. Her exhalations turned ragged. “What?”

  “It’s steep.” Beck forced her to meet the drill of his gaze. “Expect us to use you hard, drive deep, demand everything, and wring you out. But don’t expect us to show you mercy.”

  Her lashes fluttered shut as she shivered between them.

  “Look at me. Do you understand?” he asked against her mouth.

  She barely managed to lift her heavy lids as her head rolled back onto Seth’s shoulder and she thrust her breasts into the man’s big hands breathlessly. “Yes.”

  The PI reached into the low-cut dress, curled his fingers under her plump breast, then lifted it over the stretchy fabric and gave her exposed nipple another ruthless pinch. “I can’t suck these pretty fucking nipples from here. Beck, do it for me?”

  “Hell yes.”

  “I’m going to enjoy watching you unravel, angel.” Seth lifted her breast higher. “Hold still.”

  Beck bent slowly, torturing her with anticipation, waiting until her pulse jerked and her breath shuddered before he drew her pebbled peak in his mouth and sucked hard.

  Instantly, she bucked and mewled.

  Seth held her tighter. “I said to hold still.”

  Beck reinforced the other guy’s command by nipping her tip with his teeth. She hissed in pleasure and clenched her fists, body going taut.

  More desire jetted through his system. Blood coalesced, hot and throbbing, between his legs.

  “She likes that,” Seth murmured.

  “I know. I can smell her.” Beck kissed his way down the swell and into her cleavage. “Give me the other one.”

  The PI lifted her free breast from the daring V-neck of her dress. Beck pounced on it, inhaling it between his lips, rolling it over his tongue, suctioning it against the roof of his mouth with a hard pull.

  Heavenly gripped his arm, nails digging through his dress shirt and scoring the skin beneath. Again, she shifted restlessly between them, this time turning her face to meet Seth’s waiting lips. The big guy ate at her mouth, kissing her as if he’d love to fuck her right now.

  “Angel…” He lifted her skirt around her thighs. “Those little catches of breath, the way you whimper… You’re killing me.” Seth poked his shoulder, disturbing Beck’s quality time with the rigid tips of her breasts. “We need to wreck her, man.”

  “You already are,” she gasped out.

  Beck laved his way up her breast, then dragged her nipple into his mouth again, giving the sensitive peak a little bite. When she gasped and jolted, he smirked. “We’re just getting warmed up.”

  Seth hummed his agreement as he dragged his lips down her nape. “I think it’s time for dessert.”

  Beck’s cock got impossibly harder. “I’ll do my best to save you some, but it’s been a long week. I’m starving.”

  “If you can’t leave me any cream, I know how to…persuade her to make me more.”

  “I feel so dizzy,” she panted, wriggling between them. “I’m hot. I can’t breathe.”

  With a sharkish smile, Beck sank to his knees and shoved her hem above her milky thighs. “Perfect.”

  Then he caught sight of the sheer pink scrap barely covering her pussy—and the wet spot seeping through. Fists tightening around her dress, he inhaled, dragging her hot musk into his nose. His mouth watered. His cock scraped his zipper. His restraint fought against its chain—and jerked free.

  Beck charged in, covering her lacy underwear with his tongue. He could almost taste her tart cream.

  Her long, low moan filled the air until Seth swooped in and smothered the sounds with his kiss. The sight was hot as hell. But everything about making love to Heavenly was.

  Beck grunted impatiently and shoved her dress higher still. Thank fuck Seth understood and gathered Heavenly’s skirt in his hands, holding it around her hips.

  In that moment, he had a whole new understanding of the reasons Hammer and Liam had worked so hard and overcome so much shit to put the right woman between them. Beck had never been a ménage kind of man. Now? He wasn’t sure he could ever go back.

  Without an ounce of finesse, Beck hooked his fingers beneath the flimsy lace and began to peel the undergarment from her hips, kissing his way down her silky legs with a growl. When he reached her sexy, red-soled stilettos, he lifted one dainty foot at a time to free the thong before tossing it aside.

  Finally, Heavenly stood before them bare from the waist down, looking so sensually disheveled, wet sex naked and cheeks stained rosy. “Beck…”

  He didn’t answer, just glided his palms up her trembling thighs, fingertips coming closer and closer to her succulent peach of a pussy, looking so ripe and juicy.

  He
pushed her knees apart. “Spread. I’m going to eat your cunt, little girl.”

  She shook as she complied. Instantly, Beck dropped his mouth to the newly exposed flesh of her inner thighs and nipped. Her scent saturated his brain as he nuzzled his nose in her drenched curls and drew in her heady, feminine musk.

  Heavenly whimpered and rocked her hips in a silent plea. Though he wanted to shove his face straight into her and lap up all her sweet, spilling cream, Beck harnessed his impatience. His goal was to clear her head of a week’s worth of grief, not rush to orgasm. And since this might be their last night together, he intended to savor every moment.

  Slowly, he parted her wet folds with his thumbs to find her engorged clit peeking from beneath her swollen seam and her juices seeping down his thumbs. Fuck, he was about to go up in flames—and he hadn’t even put his mouth on her yet.

  He also hadn’t bound her to his bed, ordered her to her knees, or heard the gratifying cry of her pain mixed with her pleasure. For the first time in his sexual life, Beck swore he could live without all that if he could just keep Heavenly.

  Why?

  The words Gloria had given him last Christmas rolled through his brain. “I pointed you down a sadist’s path to help you then, but I’ve always suspected that someday you’d take a different one. Maybe that day is here.”

  At the time, he’d thought she was crazy. Now? He was thinking she might be right.

  “Beck…” Heavenly filtered her fingers through his hair, nails scraping his scalp. Then she moaned. “Oh…Seth.”

  With a restless glance up, Beck watched the other man pluck mercilessly at her nipples. When her hips writhed in helpless jerks, he couldn’t resist adding to her torment. With a hungry grin, he held her immobile in his grip, then flattened his tongue against her and lashed her swollen clit. As Heavenly gasped and bucked, his taste buds exploded with her warm juices.

  “How’s dessert?” Seth’s voice was a low growl.

  “Hmm,” Beck answered against her cunt.

  Then Seth ripped Heavenly’s dress over her head. It looked perfect tossed on the floor, leaving her platinum hair to spill over her bare shoulders and kiss the curve of her waist.

  As Beck fastened his mouth on her again, he looked up her body. She wore her innocence so seductively. It made him ache to corrupt her. But he hated ruining the very purity that aroused him beyond sanity. If she came home with them, he’d have to figure out how to keep her a little girl on his arm and a wanton in bed.

  “You look pretty,” Seth crooned. “But you need to suffer more.”

  At her mewl of protest, Beck swiped his tongue over her puffy folds again. “Absolutely. Come down here, man. Try some dessert.”

  Seth crouched beside him. “I’m dying for something sweet.”

  Heavenly grabbed the bedpost for support and whimpered. “Oh…please.”

  “She’s so polite when she begs us to eat her pussy.” Seth sounded amused.

  Beck dragged his thumb up the ridge of her clit, watching her squirm and bite her lip helplessly. “You’ll love this. She’s like pure spun sugar.”

  Seth smiled as he bent to her, tongue outstretched. When he tasted her folds, she jerked and slowly closed her eyes with a moan.

  The sight was so fucking pretty.

  Beck kissed his way up her leg and across her hip, watching Seth lift one of her thighs over his shoulder, part his lips wide, and practically suck her entire pussy into his mouth. Heavenly cried out, her face glowing under the soft lamps, her hard nipples stabbing the air, as she swayed beneath their touch.

  He was so ready to add to her agony.

  As Seth eased back, teasing her with a nip to her clit and a lick through her furrow, Beck skimmed his hand up her inner thigh, then drove a pair of fingers into her tight heat.

  She gasped and closed tightly around him. Seth heaped on by sucking her sensitive nub between his lips again. Beck dug his teeth gently into her hipbone as he palmed her ass with his free hand.

  “She’s losing her balance,” Beck observed.

  “I’d rather have her on the bed anyway.”

  When they released her and stood, she mewled in protest. “Don’t stop.” She grabbed at their dress shirts with desperate fingers. “Please…”

  He loved the way they aroused her so much that she turned pink everywhere and her good-girl decorum went out the window. He especially loved hearing her beg.

  Together, they lifted her over the footboard and settled her in the middle of the cozy bed, visually consuming her.

  “Why are you both still dressed?”

  And she was stark-ass naked—except for the shoes.

  Seth worked the buttons of his dress shirt with one hand and attacked his belt with the other, bending in between to lave his way up her thigh. “We won’t be for long.”

  She perched up on her elbows to watch, then turned Beck’s way, big blue eyes blinking expectantly.

  He shot her a smile and wandered closer as he plucked at the buttons of his shirt. “You want something to look at?”

  “I’d love that.”

  His smile widened as he peeled off his shirt to reveal his chest, veined arms, and ink. “This enough?”

  She shook her head, gaze dropping below his belt. “It will be enough when you’re naked, too.”

  Two seconds later, he had it unbuckled and the hiss of his zipper filled the air.

  On the other side of the bed, Seth toed off his shoes, then doffed his pants and draped them over a nearby chair. His hastily discarded shirt followed, along with his boxers.

  Heavenly cut her stare in the PI’s direction, drinking him in with a sigh as she reached out to drag a finger up Seth’s thigh. “That’s really nice.”

  “Nice?” He raised a brow.

  She held in a giggle. “Is pleasant acceptable?”

  Seth sent him a glare. “She’s begging for trouble.”

  “Yep. Let’s give it to her.”

  “Oh, yeah.” Seth climbed on the bed, took hold of her ankles and jerked them apart, settling himself between her legs. “Now it’s time to play with my dessert. Let’s see if you find that nice.”

  Beck’s pants hit the floor. As he stepped out of them, he wrapped his fist around his cock and stroked it. “This naked enough for you?”

  Her eyes darkened. Watching her watch him was a fucking turn on.

  “It’s perfect.” She sighed. “I’ve missed—Oh!”

  A long groan cut off whatever she’d been about to say as Seth buried his face in her cunt and put that legendary tongue to work.

  “Is he lapping up your pussy, little girl?”

  She nodded as she made incoherent sounds, hips bucking.

  “Use your words,” he insisted. “Where is his tongue?”

  “Inside me,” she gasped. “Deep.”

  “How does that feel?”

  Heavenly gripped the sheets and let out a long, low wail the neighbors probably heard.

  “Is it nice?” he taunted. “Or pleasant?”

  She shook her head back and forth, her wide eyes glued to him. “Ahhmazing.”

  Beck climbed on the bed and took her mouth, ravaging her with a deep kiss. Heavenly clung to him, nails biting into his shoulders as she wriggled and whimpered. Beck added to the torment of Seth’s expert tongue by clutching her breast in his hand and squeezing the sensitive tip between his thumb and finger. She cried into their kiss. Satisfaction ripped through him. He pinched harder and tugged, reveling in the way she stiffened and keened as she struggled to assimilate the sensations they heaped on her. A deep shade of rosy splashed across her chest and cheeks. Her back arched.

  He’d never seen anything more beautiful. He also didn’t see shadows of sadness haunting her face right now.

  Beck nodded down at Seth. “She’s close.”

  The PI raised his head, licking his lips with a grin. “I know. But I like toying with her.”

  She zipped her gaze down. “No. No. Please…”

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bsp; “I want to watch.” Beck grabbed one of her thighs and dragged it up her body, splaying her wider so he had a perfect view of Seth devouring her with nothing less than pure gusto.

  As the man’s tongue raked through her, Heavenly tensed, twisted, and beseeched them. So he backed off and kissed her thighs until she cooled down. Keening now, she clawed with desperate fingers and sent Beck a pleading stare.

  “You want that orgasm?”

  “Yes.” She bobbed her head furiously. “Oh, yes…”

  “I’m not done with my dessert,” Seth growled before pouncing on her again.

  “And I only got a nibble. I’m going to want to take my time and savor that.”

  “No!” She thrashed. “I won’t last that long.”

  “Oh, we’ll make sure you do,” Beck promised.

  Tongue swirling around the hard, swollen bead, Seth lapped at her, then bent to gather all her juices against his tongue. “Fuck, she’s getting sweeter. Taste for yourself.”

  When Beck nodded, Seth maneuvered up the side of her body, then swooped down to seize her mouth, letting her flavor flow between them.

  Every time Beck thought the view couldn’t get any hotter, he found something new and scorching to appreciate.

  Grinning, he wriggled between Heavenly’s thighs. Instantly, he knew Seth had been right. She even smelled sweeter.

  All but drooling, he bent toward her when Seth stopped him.

  “Hang on. You’ve got to get the best part.” The big guy reached down with one hand and spread her folds apart. “She’s usually so pink, but look how juicy and red she is.”

  Dark and glistening and perfect.

  Beck opened his mouth over her, situating her swollen folds along the length of his tongue. Then he pressed in, breached her seam, and drank deep, slowly working his way up to her engorged clit.

  Holy fuck. She was light, tart, creamy. But he couldn’t hold back a long groan when her flavor saturated his taste buds and her writhing desperation hit his brain.

  He kissed all around her pussy, basking in the way her body tensed, her clit twitched, and she held her breath.

  “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.