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As Seth fed inch after fat inch into her tiny backside, Beck absorbed Heavenly’s helpless whimpers, gazing into her smoky, half-lidded eyes. By the time Cooper worked himself deep, sweat dripped off his face and trickled down his chest.
After what seemed like interminable hours, he slowly eased back. Beck grunted in acknowledgment before thrusting upward and dragging Heavenly’s hips down, filling her sweet cunt again.
Soon, he and Seth found their rhythm, working in and out of her over and over, panting and cursing, the inescapable sensations quickly taking them all to the edge.
“Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh, my god…” Heavenly chanted, her voice turning sharp and high-pitched.
It spurred them on. They seesawed in and out of her quivering body with long, measured strokes. Beck couldn’t resist working her tempting, turgid nipples, basking in Heavenly’s cries of bliss that vibrated through his body.
Still, he craved more. That wasn’t a surprise. Heavenly was like a drug, one Beck was addicted to, now and forever. Wedging a hand between their damp bodies, he stroked Heavenly’s clit. She clamped down. Seth cursed. Beck just smiled.
Their animalistic grunts melded with her escalating whimpers. His demand for release warred with his urge to prolong the inevitable surrender to pleasure. The friction searing his cock as he and Seth drove in and out of Heavenly like twin pistons took the decision from him.
Tingles surged through his limbs. Lightning zipped up his spine. Need boiled in his balls. As Heavenly’s cries grew louder, Beck tried like hell to gather his restraint and resolve…but it was no use.
“I can’t…hold… Oh, god!” Heavenly wailed.
“Same. Let go,” Beck barked, thrusting wildly into her fluttering cunt.
“Jesus, I’m coming!” Seth choked out, driving into her with teeth bared.
As they shattered together, their roars and screams rolled through the room.
Once the peak passed, defeat washed over Beck. He wasn’t a man who liked or accepted failure, but tonight Seth’s fears had won. Still, the evening hadn’t been a complete debacle. Seth had nearly penetrated their girl without protection. He was wavering. Beck just had to keep nudging, figure out some way to assure Seth that the benefits of starting a family with their girl outweighed the risks. Reminding him how magical it had felt the one time they’d taken Heavenly together without a single barrier wouldn’t hurt.
Either way, Beck refused to give up hope that sooner or later Seth would bury the past for good and fully commit to their future.
* * *
Thirty hours later, Beck gathered up the chips and cards from Buddy’s bachelor poker party, then checked his watch for the hundredth time. It was late. He shot Seth a grim stare. While they’d spent the evening giving raunchy toasts and telling crude jokes, accompanied by booze and laughter, as the hours slid by Beck had begun to worry. What debauchery were Gloria and her girls introducing Heavenly to? And where the hell were they?
“Relax, boys.” Buddy clapped him and Seth each on the shoulder. “Your girl is fine.”
“Is she?” Seth’s question sounded like a whip. “It’s nearly two a.m. What the fuck can they be doing?”
“Who knows? Remember, that’s the middle of the day for Gloria.”
“But not for Heavenly,” Beck shot back.
“Gloria is watching over her like a hawk. She’ll know when Heavenly’s had enough and bring her straight home.”
The words had barely cleared his lips when the front door swung open. Beck and Seth nearly gave themselves whiplash as they whirled to the sound.
Gloria and Heavenly—both clearly shit-faced and clinging to one another while sipping booze from plastic penis-shaped bottles—staggered into the foyer.
“Son of a bitch.” Seth scrubbed a hand down his face.
Buddy cursed under his breath. “I’ll start some coffee.”
As the groom-to-be raced for the kitchen and dumped grounds into the brewer, Gloria swayed into the room, wobbling on her stilettos and blowing at the veil of flashing neon-pink penises slipping off her head. It would be funny—if Beck wasn’t so pissed.
“Oh, boyssss, we’re hoooome,” his ex-wife sang.
Beck and Seth raced toward the drunken pair. Beck slung an arm around Gloria’s waist while Seth secured their girl, making sure she didn’t face-plant on the tile.
With a loopy, bleary-eyed grin, Heavenly glanced between him and Seth. Then suddenly, she frowned. “Sumthin’s wrong wiff the floor. Isss moving.”
“Oh, fuck,” Beck groaned. “Her hangover tomorrow…”
