Beck lifted his head, his gaze flicking over the item. A furrow settled between his brows.
Yeah, the good doctor had questions. He’d been relentlessly trying to get Heavenly pregnant for weeks. Hell, they both had, taking turns spilling inside her unprotected pussy over and over. But Seth had a method to his madness—one he’d share with Beck soon.
For now, Seth shot him a look that promised everything was just fine. Jaw clenched, the doctor slowly resumed tormenting Heavenly’s nipples, which now looked swollen and temptingly rosy.
With a grin, Seth skated his fingers down Heavenly’s warm, silky skin—a tease that made her shiver. “Do you like Beck feasting on your tits? That feel good, angel?”
“Yes…” she hissed, fisting the surgeon’s dark hair.
Seth dropped his hand between her legs, dipping his fingers between her swollen folds. She was hot, slick, and absolutely drenched. Her clit was hard as a diamond as he began circling her sensitive nub. In seconds, her breaths grew shallow and her eyes fluttered shut with a moan.
“You’re so fucking wet for us, angel,” Seth murmured, using his free hand to brush her blonde hair aside and lave his way up her neck, savoring her soft shiver and gasp. “The things we’re going to do to you tonight…”
“Please. D-don’t torture me like last time,” she mewled.
Beck released her nipple and arched a brow. “You didn’t like us edging you?”
“No.” She clung to Beck’s biceps as she ground herself against Seth’s hand.
“You sure? You came incredibly hard…” Seth smirked, still stroking her clit in slow, merciless circles. “Maybe you need a reminder.”
“No!” she begged. “Please don’t…”
“Don’t worry, little girl. We’re not going to edge you.” Beck flashed her an absolutely obscene grin. “At least not tonight.”
“We have a different torture planned,” Seth murmured in her ear, low and dark.
Her eyes went wide, her voice breathy. “Tell me…”
Beck raised a stern brow at her. “You making demands?”
She dropped her gaze submissively. “No. Please. I just… Will you tell me?”
“We’re going to spend all night dragging orgasms from your sweet little cunt—one after the other—until you think you can’t come anymore,” Beck growled, releasing her long enough to yank the elegant duvet off the bed. “Then we’ll make you come again.”
He lifted a gasping Heavenly off her feet and spread her across the mattress before he started shucking his clothes. Seth followed suit, unbuttoning his shirt as Heavenly rolled to her stomach and stared with hot eyes.
Seth raised a brow while he released his zipper with a hiss. “Enjoying the show, angel?”
When his cock burst free, he kicked off everything below his waist and fisted his throbbing length.
Heavenly gawked and blushed. “I am.”
“If you’re ready to do something besides stare, little girl…” Beck fisted his hard cock and approached the side of the bed, his voice rough and commanding. “Open your mouth, stick out that pretty tongue, and suck me.”
“Yes, Sir.” She clambered to her knees, blue eyes sparkling, and parted her lips.
At the sight, desire crashed through Seth’s system. He moaned, low and needy, as he watched Beck cup her nape and align his crest to her swollen lips.
“That’s it.” Beck’s breath hitched as he entered her mouth. “Suck me deep.”
Lashes fluttering to her cheeks, Heavenly complied, opening wider as the surgeon loomed over her and drove nearly every inch into her silky, wet heat.
Beck ignored her stuttering breaths, gripped her hair in his fist, and shuttled past her lips in a sharp, relentless rhythm. Seth pumped his length in his palm, his stare glued to the sight of Beck fucking their girl’s mouth. Jesus, he could practically feel the sensual slide of her tongue gliding up his own shaft.
“Wrap your fingers around him,” Seth murmured hotly in her ear. “Stroke him while you suck him.”
She did, wrapping her slender hand around Beck’s cock. The surgeon sucked in a hiss, tossed back his head, and began rocking his hips.
