“I haven’t tasted your sweet cunt in five hellish days.” He lowered his head until he hovered above her pussy, breathing hard. “Spread wider. I’m fucking starving.”
As she obeyed, Seth clutched Heavenly’s soft thighs and consumed her pussy. At the first touch of his mouth, she jerked against her restraints. Seth didn’t respond except to gorge on her, showing no mercy.
Her feminine musk and kitten-soft moans went straight to Beck’s cock. His skin prickled. Primal need stirred in his chest as he strummed her beaded nipples and watched Seth lash her clit with his tongue. As they drove her higher, Heavenly bucked and gripped the rope, her blue eyes heavy-lidded and dilated.
“You like Seth eating your cunt, little girl?” Beck taunted.
“Yes…” she mewled, grinding her pussy against Seth’s unrelenting tongue. “Yes!”
The PI jerked his head up and slapped the swollen pad. “Did I give you permission to fuck my face?”
Heavenly blinked rapidly, as if trying to focus. “I-I… N-no, Sir. I didn’t…”
“You did. Who’s on top?”
“You, Sir.”
“That’s right. I control your pleasure. Forget again, and I’ll leave you aching.”
“I-I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Ease up, man,” Beck warned. “If you don’t want her grinding on your face, keep it out of her pussy. Or give her some rules.”
Seth’s jaw tightened. Beck wondered if the big PI intended to lunge at him. But he dragged in breaths and stared down at Heavenly. Finally, he scrubbed a hand through his hair. “I was just trying?—”
“To assert your Dominance. Yeah, I get it. We both do. But it’s not fair to punish her for moving when you didn’t tell her to stay still.”
Seth caressed her hip with an apologetic grimace. “I’m sorry, angel. I didn’t mean to bark at you. I’m just…on edge.”
“I know. It’s okay,” she murmured.
“Let me make it up to you.” He lowered himself between her legs again and glided his tongue through her slit.
Heavenly let out a long moan.
“That’s it,” Beck whispered. “Close your eyes. Focus on the pleasure we give you.”
When he fastened his mouth over her breast, she nodded, her lashes fluttering shut with a soft sigh. He alternated sucking and laving her nipple, then compounded her sensations by pinching and plucking the other between his fingers. The berry tips hardened even more.
Seth lashed and sucked her clit with savage urgency while he eased two fingers inside her, slowly dragging them over her G-spot in torment.
Her gasps and groans as she arched between them drove Beck higher. He kept at her tits, one after the other, with his mouth and hands, teasing her swollen nipples, sparing an occasional breath to whisper something filthy in her ear.
Time lost meaning as they ramped her higher and higher. They’d learned Heavenly’s body well, knew when her taut muscles began to quiver and her keening cries grew hoarse that they’d taken her to the brink. Neither he nor Seth was ready to end this sweet torture. If they wanted to deny her release, they needed to downshift.
Beck enjoyed edging subs, always had. But watching Heavenly struggle between clawing lust and her innate desire to please flipped every sadistic switch in his body.
Seth tongued her clit while pumping his fingers inside her, keeping her endlessly suspended between heaven and hell—while she cried for mercy.
They had none.
“You want to come, don’t you, angel?” Seth muttered against her thigh before he nipped it.
“Yes!” Heavenly sobbed, her voice raw with need. “Please, I…I can’t hold?—”
“You better.” Beck bit her nipple between his teeth. “You don’t have permission.”
He laved away the sting, sucking the bud into his mouth, then grazing his teeth over her sensitized peak. He repeated the process again, delighting as she twisted and shuddered, her expression a deliciously helpless plea.
