Make the right choice. Come on. Let’s move forward, man. Together.
“Yeah,” Seth gasped out, squeezing lube over his fingers. “Let’s get her ready.”
As he slathered the clear liquid over Heavenly’s crinkled rim, Beck watched, waiting for the PI’s next move. He kissed their girl while working a pair of fingers in soft circles over her clit.
“What are you doing?” Heavenly breathed out, her unfocused eyes huge in her face. “You’re making the ache worse.”
Yes, he was.
“We’ll make it better, little girl…eventually,” Beck assured before arching a brow Seth’s way. “What do you want here?”
Seth probably thought he was asking front or back, pussy or ass. On the surface, he was. But the bigger choice loomed. Past or present? Fear or bravery? Solitude or family?
Seth cursed under his breath, glancing between the condoms and the lube. Then he tossed the lube on the bed. He didn’t reach for the foil squares.
Beck’s heart lurched with hope.
Cooper claimed Heavenly’s lips in a brutal kiss. With a moan of surrender, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave back every ounce of fiery passion he poured into her.
Beck looked on, still manipulating her clit at a pace designed to incite, not satisfy. With Seth’s naked front pressed to her side, he was so close to mounting her. Another nudge. Another few inches…
“Come on, man. It’s time,” Beck urged. “She needs us, and my cock is about to explode.”
Grudgingly lifting from Heavenly’s mouth, Seth dragged a hungry stare down her body, stalling on her pussy. He knelt back on his heels and spread her legs, lowering his hips toward the bed while gripping his cock. Wordlessly, Seth aligned his bare, weeping crest to Heavenly’s slick folds.
Beck’s thrill soared. Triumph thundered through his veins.
He’s going to do it. He’s going to take her bareback again. Thank fuck.
Beck was mentally fist-pumping when Seth froze, his expression wrenched with turmoil. Then he blinked, hissed, and jerked back as if he’d been slapped by the devil.
Without meeting anyone’s gaze, Cooper plucked the lube off the bed. “On your knees, angel. I’m going to fill your sweet ass.”
She complied, and as Seth slathered the clear gel over his dick, Beck bit back disappointment and eyed the condoms.
What would happen if he left them where they lay?
At the lodge, Heavenly had confessed that she wanted children. Of course, that had been three months ago, before Seth had shared the details of his horrific past. Before they’d realized they were fighting an impossible foe—his ghosts. Before they’d discovered how impenetrable his fears could be.
What would Seth say or do if he chose not to glove up? He was tempted to damn the consequences and find out…but he couldn’t do that without talking to Heavenly. Not only did he have no idea if her desire to have children had changed after all they’d been through with Seth, but he didn’t know if she was ready to deal with the very real possibility of the PI walking away if she conceived.
She hadn’t mentioned kids in months now, and that left Beck wondering…was he the only one who ached for the pitter-patter of little feet and innocent laughter filling their house? If so, could he stay in a relationship without the chance of ever having the family he craved?
That question was a bitter pill. But now wasn’t the time to dissect Heavenly’s feelings or be a selfish prick. Their girl needed release, and god knew he could use one, too.
Swallowing down his frustration, he reached for the condoms and tore one open.
As he rolled the latex down his throbbing shaft, Seth stretched her sinful rosebud with his fingers again. Heavenly gasped, then closed her eyes with a sigh. Beck cupped her shoulders and eased her onto her knees, then slid into position on the mattress beneath her. Drinking in the bliss skipping across her flushed face, he guided her hands to his pecs, then gripped his shaft and aligned his eager crest to her slick, swollen folds. As the cold condom met her sweltering slit, her eyes flew open with a gasp.
“Easy. We’ve got you,” he vowed, watching anticipation and hunger smolder in her eyes. “Now be a good little girl. Slide your pretty pussy down my cock and ride me slow.”
As she slipped her scalding, narrow passage down his shaft, Beck hissed and cupped her breasts. And when he thumbed the hard points, he cursed as she clasped him even tighter.
Heavenly continued to impale herself slowly, mewling as his thick cock stretched and filled her. Undulating, head thrown back, she raised and lowered herself over Beck exactly as he’d demanded, whimpering when Seth got into position behind her.
“Bear down, angel. Let me claim your ass,” Seth growled.
Without hesitation, Heavenly complied. Beck skated his hands to her waist, then lifted her off his cock, leaving his bulbous crest nestled just inside. He hissed, jaw clenched, as her slick juices seeped down his shaft.