When Heavenly yelped, Seth crowded closer, fisting her hair with a tug. “I said strip.”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice quivered.
Slowly, he released her hair, squaring his shoulders and clasping his hands behind his back, eyes dark and watchful. Demanding.
She peeled off her yoga pants, revealing her slender legs—and the fact that she wore nothing beneath. Then she met Seth’s Dominant stare and unfastened her bra. It floated to the hardwoods, leaving her naked.
The air seemed to leave the room. Her soft skin and rosy-hard nipples stole what was left of Beck’s breath. His steely cock throbbed.
He flicked a glance at Seth, who raked Heavenly with hungry eyes and wrapped a hand around her throat. Command crackled in the air.
Fuck. He and Seth would drown her in orgasmic bliss, but Beck needed to make sure the big guy didn’t turn savage.
“Angel… Five days without you felt like five fucking lifetimes.”
Heavenly softened, as if sensing that Seth needed her to yield. “We missed you.”
With a rough groan, he gripped her nape, tilted her face under his, and took her mouth in a bruising kiss.
“I think he missed us, too, little girl,” Beck muttered thickly in her ear.
Her muffled whimpers torched Beck’s blood. He couldn’t keep his hands off her for another second.
With a growl, he pressed in behind her. While Seth devoured her like a Dom possessed, Beck brushed the hair off her shoulder and scraped his teeth up her neck. Heavenly melted between them with a satisfying shudder, arching her breasts against Seth’s chest while shoving her hips back at Beck with a needy moan.
Seth tore his mouth from hers with a feral roar, eyes wild. He ripped off his tank and flung it aside. “Didn’t I already tell you? On the bed. Legs spread. Now. Don’t make me say it again.”
Heavenly scampered onto the mattress. Her shallow breaths, coupled with the trust glowing on her face, made Beck’s heart clutch.
She settled onto her back and parted her thighs shyly, barely exposing her glistening pink folds. At the sight, Beck hissed. His restraint began to dissolve.
Seth’s nostrils flared as he inhaled the scent of her arousal. “Arms above your head.”
Heavenly complied while he shoved a hand into the duffel. Moments later, the big PI yanked out a bundle of rope with glittering eyes. With lips flattened into a tight line, he began whipping the soft cord around her delicate wrists.
Concern pricked Beck. He knew Seth well—his non-con fantasies, his breeding kink, and harsh taskmaster games. But watching him fight not to lose his command was new. Beck would make damn sure Cooper didn’t push their girl too far.
Seth knotted the rope, latching her to the headboard. All the while, Heavenly blinked up at him. Trying to understand the man’s edge? His urgency?
Though the sight of her helpless surrender jolted him, Beck held back and gave Seth’s beast more leash. For now.
He eased onto the bed beside her and dragged his tongue up her neck, pausing at the shell of her ear. “I’ll be right beside you, but Seth needs to control you so he can center himself. It’s a Dom thing. Can you give him that?”
A thousand questions swam in Heavenly’s eyes. She didn’t voice them, just gave him her trust wrapped in a barely perceptible nod.
“Good girl.” He claimed her mouth with an incendiary kiss as he slid a finger under the rope to test the binding.
Despite Seth’s desperate single-mindedness, it wasn’t too tight. He’d put Heavenly first.
“Safe word?” Seth oozed impatience as he climbed between her thighs and shoved her legs wide.
“Freedom.” Her breath hitched. “Sir.”
Beck rewarded her by brushing his palm over her stomach, savoring the quiver of her skin beneath his fingers.
“Do not come without permission.” Seth’s voice was dark with warning.
“No, Sir.”
