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“Do you?” Seth reached under her skirt and rolled the pearls again. “Really?”
Heavenly gasped and gripped Beck’s arms for steadying support.
The surgeon cupped her face. “You’re focused on your orgasm, not what we’re trying to teach you.”
“I can’t learn anything when I’m this aroused.”
“You can—that you’re ours to torment, indulge, challenge, and adore as we see fit.”
Seth took a fistful of her hair and forced her gaze to his. “So if you want us to keep doing all those things, kneel. On the carpet. At our feet. Now. If you’re not ready, you still have that safe word. We’ll stop everything. We can either talk or, if you’re completely disinterested in Dominance and submission, we’ll pretend tonight never happened. Your choice.”
“My choice? You’re commanding me to my knees.”
“We are. And if you want what we’re aching to give you, you need to comply. But you always have the power—to set limits, to refuse, to walk away.”
Seth said nothing more as he watched her decipher their words in her head. Ultimately, she had to decide whether her pride was more important than this future for them he could see so clearly.
Next to him, Beck looked calm, almost detached. But Seth felt the tension rolling off the surgeon. It was the same anxiety simmering inside him.
“If we’re going to talk, can I take the panties off?”
“No.” Beck didn’t waste time being anything but blunt. “We want you to wear them both to prove a point and to provide incentive. We have nothing more to say until you either kneel or safe word out.”
Seth resisted the urge to beg her to understand. Instead, he pressed his forehead to hers for a long, silent moment before he kissed her and backed away. “You either trust us or you don’t.”
Heavenly nibbled her lip. Her gaze bounced between the two of them. Finally, she dragged in a breath and unconsciously bowed her head. Then with a shaky little cry, she got to her knees.
Maybe now they’d get somewhere.
Beside him, Beck dragged his fingers along her jawline in a rewarding caress. “You look so beautiful on your knees.”
“We’re proud of you, angel,” Seth added. “Tell us how kneeling makes you feel.”
He watched her body language as she sat back on her heels and squirmed before falling very still. A long, silent moment passed. Then, as if some dormant instinct awakened, she squared her shoulders and lifted her chest. Her gaze remained squarely on the floor.
“Confused. Weirdly, this isn’t uncomfortable. I expected to hate it, to feel degraded. But being here in front of you, giving myself to you fills me with…peace. It’s like I’m shining or glowing or…” She shook her head in frustration. “I’m not making any sense.”
“You’re making perfect sense.” More than Seth had dared to hope for. He could almost see the bright submissive light inside her flipping on. “Keep going, angel.”
“It’s profound. I feel your eyes on me. Your approval. It makes me happy. It makes me feel worthy.”
A giant smile broke out across Beck’s face that mirrored his own. “Trust me, little girl, you are.”
She raised big, blinking eyes to them. “I feel like this is where I belong right now.”
Seth almost went weak-kneed with relief, even as he nearly burst with pride. They’d managed not merely to coax her into doing things they asked, but to tap into the submissive they’d known slept inside her so she could feel the part of her that needed to yield her power. “Yes, and you don’t know what hearing your honesty does to us.”
“This is exactly what we’ve been craving for months.” Beck thumbed her pouty lower lip.
She pressed a kiss to his digit, eyes closed, then smiled. “I’m so surprised that I’m shaken. I mean, I’ve always liked making other people happy, but to know I’m pleasing you two…it’s like I’m overflowing inside.”
God, wasn’t she just perfect?
“You want more of that?” Seth prompted.
“Yes.”
“Sir,” Beck put in. “When we’re alone, you call us Sir. Is that clear?”
