Raine mewled as she rippled around his cock, then dragged in a breath. Too close… With a curse, Hammer pulled back.
She shrieked, writhing and trying to force him deeper. “For the love of… I can’t take this. Fuck me!”
“When we’re ready,” Liam insisted in her ear.
Hammer withdrew completely and glowered at her. “You don’t make the demands. I told you to hold back.”
Raine scowled at him. Before he could reprimand her, her expression dissolved. She whimpered and stabbed her nails into Liam’s thighs.
The other man hissed, grabbed her wrists, and crossed them over her body and under her breasts. “Stop that, hellcat.”
Hammer bent and bit down on the fleshy mound above her clit.
Raine’s scream filled the room. He watched, seeing the moment her pain turned to bone-melting bliss, witnessing the little red marks on her vulnerable, bare pussy. He caressed the pretty brand.
She trembled, breathing hard, fast. Her feverish blue eyes begged, telling Hammer that he’d become the devil and her savior all at once. He sent her a sinful smile.
“Please…” Her voice sounded hoarse, raw.
His inner beast loved stripping her down to a pale, pleading mass.
Take her. Now.
“Damn it, Macen,” Liam cursed impatiently.
Hammer clenched his fist. No fucking way he could wait now. He needed to finish this, annihilate her defenses, remind her who she belonged to.
Cock in hand, Macen impaled her again in one long stroke. She thrashed between them, pinned, immobile, helpless. He fucking loved it.
“Help.” Tears welled in her eyes. “I’m on fire. The burn is…too much.”
“That’s exactly how we want you.” Hammer reared back and plunged deep again, sending her grinding up and down on Liam’s cock. “Burn hot and high for us.”
“I am,” she gasped. “Oh, god, I am.”
With a grunt, Hammer unleashed the last of his restraint, plowing into her at a blistering pace. Their skin slapped. Sweat broke out at his temples, between his shoulders. His whole body coursed with need. Raine closed her eyes with an animal cry, working between them. Liam’s length rubbed his own through the thin barrier of her skin, back and forth.
Hammer grabbed her hips, snarled, bent his knees to work deeper. A low, guttural cry tore from her chest, and he relished the sound.
Now. Hammer didn’t refuse his inner beast’s demand.
As he drove fast and hard into Raine, she yelped and she tossed her head from side to side. Hammer hovered over her, bracing his palms flat on the mattress. With every plunge inside her, her breasts bounced in his face. He bit and sucked at her.
Beneath them both, Liam shuttled Raine up and down his cock, a frown creasing his face. Raine’s eyes were closed, but her mouth split wide open in a silent scream. Grinding into her, Macen tried to work deeper than his last stroke, deeper than ever, plant himself inside her forever.
Own.
Claim.
“Who do you belong to?” Hammer seethed out the words between clenched teeth as he fucked into her tight walls again.
“You and Liam, Sir,” Raine panted, grinding her hips against them.
“Yes.” His fingers tightened on her thighs, and Macen knew they’d leave bruises on her fair skin. He loved the idea. His next hard thrust felt impossibly deeper. “Ride your Masters’ cocks. Feel our power and strength surging into you.”
“I feel it. I feel everything!”
“We own you, precious. All of you.”
Hammer bit her breasts again. Her screams filled the air. He snarled in satisfaction.
“Macen,” Liam snapped.
Hammer blinked and found his friend glaring in a furious scowl. His eyes narrowed. Liam better not be killing his buzz.
“A bit easier, mate,” Liam insisted. “Let’s make sure our girl knows she’s loved.”
Darting a glance over Raine’s smooth, writhing flesh as Liam rocked inside her, Macen caught sight of the red imprints of his teeth stamping her. He spied even more at the arch of her mound and inside her thigh. The Dom inside filled with pride, but the man winced. Fuck, they were christening the house, cementing their bond, not using her to the fullest. Tender Raine was new to being shared. And as a fresh submissive, she wasn’t ready to be anything near a slave he could brand at will. She might never be.
Hammer looped the chain around his inner beast’s neck and yanked hard. He withdrew, leaving only his crest throbbing inside her as he tried to catch his breath, slow his thoughts.
What was it about Raine that drove him to the brink of insanity? He’d marked Juliet before, numerous times, but never compulsively. Not with the intensity Raine conjured inside him. What the hell did that mean?
“No!” Raine struggled, screamed. “Don’t you dare stop. I need more. I need you both now.”
Macen wanted to give Raine what she begged for, felt need breathing down his neck. But he’d also asked Liam to keep him in line and not let him break her.