The Choice (Doms of Her Life: Heavenly Rising Book 1)

by Shayla Black

  Jesus. Watching them all but fuck with their clothes on zipped arousal up Beck’s spine. But he wanted some of that for himself, too.

  When he sidled closer, Seth eased Heavenly’s back from the wall and turned her pert ass in his direction. He was sharing her. No fight, no drama, no marking territory. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world for Beck to nod appreciatively for the gesture, then fill his hands with her soft, warm backside.

  Spreading her spandex-clad cheeks, he leaned in and aligned his throbbing erection in between, then bent to her ear. “I can’t wait to slide my cock deep inside you right here, little girl.”

  Her throaty moan made him smile. So, she liked it when he talked dirty. Good to know.

  “Y-you’re going to do that to me?”

  “Yeah, and I’m going to look forward to hearing you scream.”

  Seth swallowed her gasp. Beck closed his eyes and buried his face in the crook of her neck. Sweet berries and heady feminine musk swirled in the air, making him dizzy. Every cell in his body screamed at him to claim her. Own her. He couldn’t stop himself from nudging against her tiny opening one more time.

  Connected to them both, Heavenly sighed and dropped her head to his shoulder, arched her back, and rocked rhythmically between them. Beck clutched her hips and guided her, dragging her against his aching cock.

  Fuck, yes.

  As hot as he felt, he swore the blood would boil out of his veins when he got balls deep inside her. For him, that moment couldn’t come fast enough. But she wasn’t ready. Double penetrating a virgin without hurting her was going to be no easy feat. They needed to take things slow, prepare her well.

  Beck pressed a kiss to the pulse point at her neck before maneuvering a hand between her body meshed against Seth’s. He cupped her breast and thumbed her stony peak. “But first, we’re going to strip you bare, press your naked body between us, and send you soaring.”

  His words had her rolling her hips faster, her indrawn breath a wordless demand. An impatient rumble rose from deep in his chest.

  Seth eased back and cupped her face, forcing her gaze to his. His voice rasped with need. “Bedroom. Now. Before we can’t make it.”

  Beck related. If they didn’t move, they’d end up fucking her on the carpet. Her first time—hell, their first time—deserved to be more special than that.

  “Ready for us to make love to you?” Beck murmured in her ear.

  “It’s all I can think about,” she gasped. “I want to feel you everywhere on my skin. I want to feel you so deep inside me.”

  Her confession stunned and aroused the fuck out of him. Based on Seth’s expression, he was equally blown away.

  “I’m all about giving you what you want. Let’s go.” The PI cupped Heavenly’s ass, lifted her against his body, then raced from the foyer.

  “I’m right behind you.” Beck stayed two steps off Seth’s heels as they dashed to the bedroom.

  Inside, he flipped on the soft overhead light, jerked open the closet door, and dragged out his spare toy bag. He grabbed a handful of condoms and a tube of lube.

  When he turned, Seth was still at Heavenly’s mouth, her body inching down his wide frame until he finally set her on her feet. Then Beck locked stares with the girl and tossed the items on the nightstand. His heart jackhammered in his chest.

  Another checkpoint. Another opportunity for her to change her mind. It was getting awfully real, and he couldn’t help but wonder if her natural shyness or inexperience would rear its head. If it would shut them all down.

  She cut her glance over to the pile of prophylactics and nondescript white tube. Her breath caught. She bit her lip.

  Yeah, she knew things were getting really real, too.

  “Should I take my clothes off?”

  Beck couldn’t speak for fully ten seconds. Seth seemed stunned equally mute as they both stared.

  Their little virgin mirrored the one in his fantasies—swollen red lips, smoky eyes, chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. The only thing missing from this spank-bank vision was the pigtails. But he’d rather have Heavenly as she looked right now, because she was real.

  Seth grazed his knuckles along the side of her breast, then feathered them over the sensitive tip. “How are you feeling?”

  He didn’t touch her anywhere else, but that one caress had her shuddering, eyes half-closed. Then the sensation seemed to roll down her spine. She tossed her head back, swaying unsteadily on her feet. Beck wrapped his arm around her for balance, but he couldn’t resist trailing his palm down to cup her ass.

  Heavenly worked to catch her breath. “It’s like my blood is boiling and my skin is on fire. Like there’s plenty of air, but I can’t breathe.”

  “You’re aroused, angel.” A wide smile crossed Seth’s face. “I hope you like the feeling because we’re going to ramp you up a whole lot more.”

  “Please.” The little cry slipped from her lips.

  Oh, fuck. He liked to hear her beg.

  Beck seethed with the need to have her writhing beneath him. “Then get naked for us, little girl.”

  With a nervous nod, she reached for the hem of her T-shirt and whipped the pink cotton over her head. When she dropped it onto the floor, he drank in her slender shoulders, the sweet flare of her lace-cupped breasts, and the smooth, golden skin of her torso.

  Beck’s cock lurched. He clenched his fingers and his jaw at once. God, help him find restraint.

  “I need that bra off,” Seth snapped. “Now.”

  Still, she hesitated, her gaze bouncing back and forth between them.

  “What’s wrong?” Beck tried to sound like he wasn’t dying to rip the rest of the fabric from her body and get inside her now.

  “I just realized, you’ve seen me naked…but Seth never has.”

  The big PI sent him a sideways glance, then opened his mouth before quickly snapping it shut. Yeah, Seth wasn’t happy Beck had seen her all pretty and bare. But dwelling on it now wouldn’t do any of them any good.

  He’d expected they would run into a few dangerous rapids while navigating uncharted waters. They’d just have to learn to row around them.

  “Don’t be nervous. I already know he’s in for a treat,” Beck offered.

  “You’re damn right I am. Come on, angel…”

  Seth’s reply laid some of his worries to rest. Sharing hadn’t been as tough as he’d feared—so far. Maybe they could cooperate, stay on common ground. But they’d have to practice absolution. Their contentious past couldn’t matter tonight.

  Drawing in a bracing breath, Heavenly reached behind her and unfastened her bra. The thin straps slid down her arms. The lacy fabric tumbled to the floor. Her pale, rosy-tipped breasts sprang free.

  Both men exhaled with a heavy groan.

  “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” Seth attacked the buttons of his shirt and tossed it aside. “I can’t wait to get inside you.”

  Heavenly’s eyes flared at the sight of the man’s wide chest, defined abs, and ink. With curious fingers outstretched, she brushed the tips across a Chinese symbol tattooed over most of his left pectoral. “It’s beautiful. What does it mean?”

  He flattened his hand over hers, near his heart. “It means Master. I’ve had it for years, since shortly after I found BDSM.”

  “And this?” She traced the design on his right shoulder with a delicate hand. “It’s stunning.”

  The tattoo was an ornate work of black and gray, occupying all the space between the base of his neck and his elbow. The angel spilled across his shoulder, front and back, from the sword clenched in his fists to the wings unfurling behind him.

  “St. Michael, the protector.”

  As she absorbed that, her brow furrowed. “When did you get it?”

  He swallowed. “Eight years ago.”

  Seth seemed far less forthcoming about this tattoo. Beck understood. If Heavenly was going to ask him about all his ink…it would lead to some really tough explanations he wasn’t ready
to give. Hell, he might never be ready to give them.

  She placed both palms on Seth’s ripped chest. The guy obviously had a hell of a gym habit. The big PI sucked in a breath and closed his eyes, fighting the urge to grind her beneath him. Instead, he let her touch him at will. When she placed a kiss directly over his heart, a shudder wracked him.

  “Heavenly…” He cradled her breast as if he couldn’t help himself.

  She covered his fingers with hers and squeezed. “You’re beautiful.”

  He peered at her like she meant the world to him. “No. You are. So blinding I can’t believe you’re standing here, giving yourself to us.”

  Lifting his hand, she brought it to her lips and brushed a kiss across his knuckles. “Happily. And what about you, Doctor? Can I examine you?”

  Her quip made him smile. “If you’re inviting me to get naked with you, the answer is hell yes.”

  As he stripped off his shirt, Beck was surprised to find his hands shaking. Holy shit, how was a damn virgin undoing him?

  Then, as she had with Seth, she let her fingertips play across his skin. Wonder crossed her face when she zeroed in on the ink splashed across his right pec. “Oh, my… This is gorgeous. A knight with a lance and a shield?”

  Shit. She was going to ask questions. He didn’t have answers. “A defender.”

  “Like you.” She smiled, her eyes bright and blue and full of adoration.

  If she knew the truth, would she be quite so accepting?

  “What’s on the inside of your bicep?”

  Resolved that she was going to insist on a visual tour of his body, he held his arm out and let her read.

  “I’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees.” Her stare bounced from the script up to his face. “What made you get that?”

  Experience. “Oh, you know. Young and stupid. I thought it sounded like a good motto to live by. There’s more.” With a sigh, he turned left and exposed his back.

  She gasped, and he knew why. An enormous angel of vengeance consumed every inch of his skin from shoulder to shoulder, base of the neck to base of the spine. The creature’s wings and arms were outstretched, muscles rippling, flames licking, fury all over his skeletal face.

  “Wow,” she breathed. “That must have hurt.”

  It had, but not as much as the reason he’d gotten it.

  “I tried to stay drunk through most of it.” It was true, but he hoped the humor would deflect her from more questions.

  Heavenly traced some of the wings with her fingers, then caressed the angel’s face. “Will you show me your shoulder?”

  There was no avoiding it. He didn’t say a word as he pivoted to show her the ink of a young woman, clutching flowers to her chest, wings outstretched, face scarred with tears. “Before you say anything else, little girl, we’ve spent a lot of time telling our ink stories and not enough time with our mouths on you.”

  A self-deprecating laugh fell from her lips. “I’ve been really curious, haven’t I?’

  “Uh-huh.”

  “And…you’ve been really patient, haven’t you?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “As much as I can be,” Seth added. “Now I think it’s time for you to get naked and see how many times we can make you scream.”

  “Exactly.” Beck kicked off his shoes.

  Beside him, Seth shucked his pants. Beck followed suit, carefully releasing his zipper, hissing in relief when his aching cock sprang free. Seth did the same when he maneuvered his dick out of solitary confinement.

  Heavenly’s jaw dropped. She raked a hungry stare over them. “Wait. You’re saying I don’t get to explore”—her stare dropped to their cocks—“those? That’s not fair.”

  “Like what you see?” Beck fisted his staff and stroked himself with a laugh.

  “Yeah,” she breathed, her stare glued to them.

  “We’d like to enjoy looking at you, too. But we have to see all of you.” Seth raised a brow. “Finish stripping.”

  “Oh. Right.” She gave a jerky nod and toed off her shoes before dragging her pants down her slender legs and kicking them away.

  She was bare, and instantly he smelled her pussy in the air.

  Beck tensed. His cock stiffened. His head swam. If he didn’t get his mouth on her quickly, he’d lose his fucking mind.

  “Mercy…” Seth roughed out on a deep breath.

  As if their thoughts were hard-wired, they began circling their girl.

  Inspecting.

  Appreciating.

  Memorizing.

  Heavenly gave a little shiver. Goose bumps peppered her skin.

  Beck dragged his finger down to the swell of her breast, traced a circle around her tightly drawn areola, and pinched the tip. “Pretty.”

  At the same time, Seth lowered his fingers to her triangle of golden curls.

  Heavenly jolted, inhaling an uneven breath that became a shudder when Beck engulfed her nipple in his mouth. She sank her fingers into his stinging scalp, clutching him tightly against her breast.

  “Feel good?” Seth demanded.

  “Yes.” Her little hiss morphed into a groan.

  She writhed under their touch, and Beck suspected the man’s fingers were now doing more to her downy curls than merely exploring.

  He smiled before he bit down gently on her nipple and tugged. She sucked in a tiny yelp. He soothed her sting by laving her with his tongue. When he gave the other the same treatment, she rewarded him with a shaky exhalation.

  He would have happily feasted on her soft tits longer, but when Heavenly’s breath began sawing in and out of her chest, Beck couldn’t resist taunting her. “Is Seth rubbing your pussy, little girl?”

  She responded with a dreamy moan as she writhed against the man’s busy hand.

  Her reply was utterly adorable…but not the verbal answer she knew he expected. Drawing his hand back, he landed a sharp spank on one of her cheeks. The feel of her soft flesh yielding beneath his hand and the satisfied tingle sliding up his arm made Beck want to roar.

  Heavenly’s eyes flew open, and she squealed. “What was—”

  “You didn’t use your words.”

  “No, but she just left a fucking puddle in my hand.” Seth sent him a triumphant grin.

  “Did she now?”

  “Oh, yeah.”

  Beck cupped Heavenly’s nape. “Would you like some more spankings, little girl?”

  “I-I don’t know…why—”

  “Why that rush of sweet cream came pouring out of you?” Seth nipped at her shoulder.

  “No.” Heavenly dropped her lashes as if too embarrassed to face them.

  Beck smacked her ass a little harder.

  “Ouch!” She clenched against the sting.

  But when he smoothed his hand over her heated flesh again, she sighed so sweetly.

  “Failing to use your words is unacceptable. So is hiding your feelings,” Beck chastised. “Open, honest communication. Remember?”

  “Yes.”

  God, he was dying to spank her just to feel her under his palm and see how much having a red ass would arouse her. But now wasn’t the time. When she was comfortable with the rules and their expectations, when she was secure in the knowledge she was safe between them… Then? Hell, yes.

  “Now, answer the question.” He dropped his voice. “Do you want me to stop?”

  “I suggest you answer honestly. I feel you spilling honey like an overflowing hive,” Seth added. “Even if you’re not sure whether you want more, your body knows. Beck’s spankings turned you on.”

  “And we’re ecstatic they did.”

  “Really?”

  “Hmm,” Beck hummed against her neck. “You know, Cooper, it would be terrible to let all that precious cream go to waste.”

  “A damn shame. Get on the bed, Heavenly.” Seth strode across the room and yanked off the comforter.

  “I think he’s anxious,” Beck murmured in her ear.

  Heavenly graced him with a soft, s
hy giggle.

  As he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, he lost himself in her eyes, hypnotized by the slashes of silver surrounding deep azure. “He’s not the only one who’s lost patience.”

  She slung her gentle palms on his shoulders. “I’ve wanted your touch even when I thought you’d never look twice at me.”

  Beck’s breath caught. From the first time she’d lifted those lashes and peered up at him, she’d shocked his heart awake. Since then, she’d changed him, made him want to be a better, gentler man…the kind of man she could love. “I’ve never not wanted you.”

  Her face softened with apology. “But it happened the same for me with Seth. One look and—”

  “I know.” And Beck did. He didn’t like or understand it, but he was done questioning it. “It’s all right, Heavenly.”

  “We’re big boys,” Seth assured, circling her waist from behind.

  Heavenly backed away, and for the first time since they’d crossed the threshold, she looked worried. “I know this isn’t what either of you wanted, and my dad—”

  “Not now,” Seth insisted. “There’s no one here but us. What do you want?”

  “To please you both…and I don’t know how.”

  After everything she’d been through, her first concern was pleasing them? That blew Beck’s mind.

  Understanding settled across Seth’s face as he gathered the girl into his arms. “All you need to do tonight is open yourself and trust us. Can you do that?”

  She nodded. “I already trust you both.”

  God, what sweet words.

  “Then lie back.” Beck helped her onto the middle of the mattress.

  Impatience crawled up his spine as he stared down at their brave, beautiful girl. Innocent hunger filled her eyes. She didn’t know what they intended, but she desperately wanted this…wanted them.

  No matter what it took, he and Seth had to give her the most memorable night of her life.

  He glanced at Cooper. The man’s stoic expression told Beck they were on the same page—again.

  He locked eyes with Heavenly. “Spread your legs for us, little girl. Show us your pretty, wet pussy.”

  That pink blush he’d grown to love painted her cheeks as she slowly parted her legs.