Her stomach jumps beneath Beckett's palm, her spine arching as she manages a jerky nod. Her nose brushes Bill's cheek while her senses work triple-time to process what Bill and Beckett are doing to her.

With Beckett's constant attention between her legs, she's sure even her bone marrow is melting when she shifts, hips tilting into Beckett's touch as she guides Bill's cock inside her.

"Bill -- "

She sinks down slowly, her head falling against Beckett's shoulder; reaching back, her fingers slide into Beckett's hair, nails lightly running over Beckett's scalp behind her ear and near her nape.

"Kate, oh god -- "