“You still don’t have permission.” He wedged his wide crest against her opening.
“But—”
“The more you protest, the longer we’ll make you wait. Now take my cock, little girl.” He reveled in her trembling sounds as he gripped her hips and began submerging one throbbing inch at a time inside her.
As he bottomed out, Beck’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. Then he pulled back until only his swollen crest teased her fluttering walls.
Jesus…
He wrapped a mental death-grip around his resolve and slammed balls-deep inside her, reveling when Heavenly bucked under him with a cry.
As Beck set a hard rhythm in and out of her molten pussy—controlling each plunge and pull—Seth sank a fist in her hair, forcing her to look at him. “Is he stretching that tight pink cunt? Does it still burn?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“You feel him all the way inside you? Where I just fucked you?”
Heavenly nodded, pulsing and clenching, frantic now. Beck banged into her again with a roar.
“Fuck, yeah.” Seth’s eyes darkened. “He’s going to fill you up too, angel.”
Her reply sounded not like a word, but an imploring warble of desperation.
That turned Beck on even more. “Son of a bitch…”
“Keep fucking her,” Seth suggested. “I’ll keep telling Heavenly how pretty she looks stuffed full of our cocks…”
That drove Beck up even higher. His restraint began to crumble.
He heaved in lungfuls of air, then began hammering Heavenly, chasing the ultimate pleasure with unabashed fervor, the bang, bang, bang of the headboard matching the frenzied rhythm of his heartbeat.
Whenever he sensed Heavenly getting too close to the peak, he tugged on the clamp constricting her clit, deliberately yanking her back to reality with a jolt of pain.
Commanding her arousal was a potent, electrifying high. Beck memorized the sight of her helplessly fighting the ropes as needy cries spilled from her lips.
“Pleaseee…” Heavenly sobbed. “I-I…can’t take anymore.”
Her desperation pushed Beck closer to the edge.
“Be careful what you ask for, angel,” Seth warned, laving the tears from her cheeks. “When we give you permission, we’re going to take those clamps off. Then you’ll really scream.”
“Yes. Please. Now!” she sobbed hoarsely. “I need…”
She couldn’t even finish her sentence. She gripped him, fluttering and clamping on his cock. Her desperation was a sucker-punch to Beck’s restraint. Every nerve ending in his body sizzled. He drew back and stilled, hissing and cursing to regain control.
“Tell me when,” Seth murmured, stare glued to Heavenly’s damp, flushed face.
With an absent nod, Beck gripped her hips tighter and shoved deep inside her again before pulling back with another growl. He established a brutal rhythm, inflicting maximum sensation on her as he plowed her snug cunt. The friction set his cock on fire. He ignored her throaty pleas and ruthlessly pounded her fiery cunt, filling and stretching her. His balls tightened. His heart drummed against his ribs. The roar of release thundered in his ears.
“You ready to come?” he growled.
“Yes. Oh, god…yessss!” she wailed as she rocked, meeting his every driving thrust.
Black spots consumed Beck’s vision. He stroked deep inside her, once, twice, then snarled and stilled as the dam of his restraint burst wide open.
“Fuck. Now!” he barked. “Come!”
Like the crack of a thousand single tails, Heavenly’s screams sliced the air. She fluttered and clenched, bucking and shuddering through her orgasm, convulsing around him as pleasure consumed them.
