“Please,” she wailed, fighting the relentlessly rising pleasure. “Please…”
With a growl, he gripped her thighs, shoving them up and wider, changing the angle so his cock dragged across her G-spot with devastating precision.
“Look at this pretty, greedy cunt,” he moaned low and dirty as he stared down where their bodies joined. “Taking me so deep. Dripping all over my cock. You love this, don’t you, little girl? Love being used rough and hard.”
“Yes,” she sobbed, the pressure building higher, harder. “I-I love it. I love you.”
“I love you, too.” His voice softened for just a moment before hardening again. “Which is why we’re going to make you scream. Seth, wreck her clit. Let’s see how long she can hold out.”
“Fuck, yeah,” Seth said with an unholy chuckle as he lowered his fingers between her legs and strummed her swollen nub with firm, steady pressure.
Heavenly cried out, jerking beneath the onslaught of sensations pinging off every nerve. “No. No, please… I can’t?—”
“You can, and you will,” Beck thundered, eyes boring into hers. “You will not come until I give you permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she gasped, tears streaming down her temples as she fought against the massive orgasm threatening to steamroll her.
Beck didn’t seem to care. He drove on, crashing into her over and over, while Seth’s fingers worked her clit with perfect precision—circling, pressing, torturing the swollen bud until she could barely form words.
Their mastery over her was the most crushing, excruciating, and exquisite torture she’d ever known.
“Please,” she begged, voice cracking with desperation. “Please, Sir. I need to come. I can’t—I can’t hold it?—”
“Not yet,” Beck growled, jaw clenched as sweat dripped from his brow. “Show me how badly you want to come all over my cock. Beg me, little girl.”
Seth’s fingers never stopped their ruthless circles on her clit, dragging her closer and closer to the edge Beck wouldn’t let her fall over.
“Please, Beck! Sir. Please!” The words tumbled out in a panicked rush as sensations climbed, blood pooled, her heart roared. Orgasm went from desirable to inevitable. “I’m trying…to. Hold back…but— Oh, god. I-I…can’t stop—it. P-please…”
Her whole body was trembling, her muscles quivering and quaking as she tried to stave off her release. But the orgasm was bearing down on her, demanding and undeniable, as her keening cries filled the room.
Lights flashed behind her eyes, but she kept her stare on Beck, her expression vowing that she was his.
He plowed into her, breaths sawing, headboard banging against the wall as he yelled, “Come, little girl. Come all over my cock!”
His demand filled her head, spread to her heart. And on command, she shattered, screaming as the orgasm detonated through her—violent, devastating, all-consuming. Her body convulsed, back arching off the bed, inner walls clamping down on Beck’s driving cock as her pulsing contractions seemed to go on forever.
Hips jerking, Beck cried out as his own release tore through him and he flooded her with everything he had.
“Take it,” he choked out. “Every fucking drop.”
He ground deep, his cock twitching and pulsing as he finished emptying himself against her unprotected womb.
Seth’s fingers gentled on her clit, now lightly circling her sensitive nub, easing her through the aftershocks.
As she slowly floated back down to earth, Heavenly lay boneless, sated and gasping. Beck stared down at her, his eyes soft now, filled with satisfaction. With awe. With love.
“Jesus, little girl. What the hell did you just do to me?” he whispered, brushing sweat-dampened hair from her face before gliding a tender kiss across her lips.
A tear slid down her temple as she cupped his cheek. “I hope I gave you what you needed.”
“God, did you ever.” His voice cracked as he buried his face against her neck.
They laid together for several silent minutes before Beck carefully eased from her pussy and collapsed beside her, pulling her to his chest. Their hearts hammered in sync as their breathing slowly leveled out.
Heavenly could practically feel the peace flowing through his veins. Her heart swelled with a satisfaction she’d never experienced.
She’d done it. She’d restored what these past few days had stolen from Beck. She’d given him back the dominance he needed to feel whole again.
