Heart soaring and body trembling with relief and renewed arousal, she climbed onto the bed before rolling onto her back. She let her thighs fall open, let him see Beck’s release still coating her folds—glistening and provoking.
“Claim me, Sir,” she begged.
“Breed her,” Beck commanded so softly she wasn’t sure Seth had heard him.
At least not until Seth clenched his jaw and climbed onto the mattress, settling between her thighs. His eyes were locked on her slick pussy. His thick length was still hard, still weeping. For several seconds, he simply knelt, stroked his cock, and stared.
His chest heaved with each ragged breath, and sweat began beading on his brow.
Then he sucked in a shaky breath and aligned his slippery, wide crest to her opening.
But instead of pushing inside, Seth paused. His hand stilled, trembling around his shaft before darting an unreadable glance between her and Beck.
Heavenly held her breath.
Her heart stuttered.
Please don’t pull away. Please.
She felt his fingers slightly tremble as he splayed his hand over her stomach and dragged his gaze to hers. The vulnerability, fear, and hope swirling in his eyes crashed over her in waves, stealing her breath. “Are you sure, angel? Are you absolutely positive?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” She smiled, her voice quivering as she placed her hand over his, still pressed to her womb. “I love you, Seth.”
Without a word, Beck eased onto the bed next to her and placed his hand on top of hers.
Seth swallowed tightly and nodded, then eased his hand from the bottom of the pile.
She and Beck lifted theirs together, both watching Seth intently.
“Fuck…” he groaned, pressing forward with devastating tenderness as he slowly stretched and filled her, inch by careful inch.
Still sore and swollen from Beck’s savage use, Heavenly gasped as she struggled to accept Seth. The burn was gentler this time, but not less intense.
As if aware, Seth continued entering her even slower, keenly watching her face for any sign of discomfort.
Where Beck took, Seth worshipped.
Where Beck commanded, Seth coaxed.
Where Beck ravaged, Seth dismantled…piece by piece.
When he was fully seated inside her, they both exhaled a shaky breath, gazes tangled.
“Fuck, I can feel Beck’s come inside you…marking you, mixing with your slick juices,” Seth murmured gruffly.
“She needs yours, too,” the surgeon whispered, cupping Heavenly’s breasts and thumbing her nipples.
A spark flashed in Seth’s eyes as he began to stroke in and out of her pussy, slowly. Deeply. Heavenly gasped as he filled her, arching beneath him. Each thrust was purposeful, controlled, designed to make her feel every inch of him.
“That’s it,” Beck encouraged. “Make love to her. Show her how precious she is to you. How much you want her. And if you happen to knock her up…”
Heavenly felt Seth’s cock jerk inside her. Felt his grip tighten on her hips.
“I want to,” he choked out. “God help me, I do. My head is a fucking tangle, but I want you pregnant. Want to watch you grow round with our baby. I want our family.”
His desperate declaration echoed through Heavenly’s body. Her heart answered with love while tears of relief and joy filled her eyes.
“Then breed her,” Beck growled to Seth as he filled her again. “Breed her like you mean it.”
