Liam wanted that for himself and almost thanked Hammer for the excellent notion.
“Closer,” he barked at Raine. “Give me your pussy.”
She rushed to comply. “Thank you, Sir.”
Her heartfelt reply and total appreciation for even the idea of his teeth on her tender pussy ratcheted up his ache even more. He couldn’t get his mouth on her fast enough.
Stroking her clit with his tongue for a long moment and hearing Raine catch her breath sent a heady rush through Liam’s bloodstream. She was a goddamn drug, and he’d become a fucking addict. He didn’t care. The moment her flavor hit his tongue, something in him snapped. The most primal part of his nature roared.
Easing back, he let his bottom teeth barely graze her clit. He kept her hanging there, balancing on a knife’s edge. Her thighs tensed. Wetness gushed. Her pleading moans rang in his ears.
“I need this,” she whimpered. “I need you. Liam…”
He planted his teeth in the fleshy pad above her clit and bit down ruthlessly. She screamed. Her body jerked as if he’d hooked her up to a live wire. For a moment, he worried that he’d hurt her. Then she reached for her nipples and pinched them hard, tugging, twisting, squeezing.
The sight had him sucking at her mound, then testing the fleshy pad with his bite once more.
“Yes. Yes!” she cried. “I want to see you there tomorrow. Because I love you.”
“I love you, too, Raine. I need to be inside you.” He sounded gruff, impatient.
She didn’t care at all. She slid down his torso. Liam caught sight of the fresh marks in an angry red directly above the most vulnerable place on her body.
That damn near made him berserk.
He clutched her hips, anticipating that moment he could thrust deep and lose himself inside her. All he needed was a bloody condom and…
But Raine kept inching down, then arched back, unerringly setting her swollen cunt against his naked cock. He dug his fingers in deeper, resisting the urge to sink in and damn the consequences.
In the back of his head, Liam knew that was the most animal part of him wanting to mark her in the most human way by filling her belly with his seed. She’d let Hammer do it once, but this wasn’t a pissing match. Raine hadn’t given him free reign over her body like that. Frankly, he’d expect Hammer would have something to say about it, as well.
Last month when she’d worried Hammer had gotten her pregnant, Liam had been willing to raise that child as his own. But the notion of swelling her belly with his baby… He gritted his teeth, wanting nothing more. It surprised him that so soon after Gwyneth had scared the hell out of him with a “son,” he’d be so eager to truly conceive a child. Not just any child—one with Raine. That made everything different.
Someday…
“Let me get a condom, love.” He reached for the drawer of the nightstand.
“I don’t need one. I’m willing to give everything to you. Because I love you.”
Then Raine pushed her hips back, and his cock sank past her wet opening, deep into her core without any protection at all. The friction blazed through him, almost as hot as the reality of the trust she was giving him and the depths of her love.
“Jesus, Raine!”
As she took him to the hilt, she mewled. “If you don’t want this, tell me now.”
Her voice quivered. Her pussy rippled. She was already close. Damn it to hell, so was he.
“I want you this way,” he confessed. “More than anything. I love you so much. Aren’t you in the middle of your cycle, love?”
“Pretty much,” she whispered.
And she still wanted to be with him this way.
Hell, Liam wasn’t going to last, not feeling heaven all around him, not seeing his marks on her, too. Not knowing that with this climax, they could cement their futures together in more ways than one.
But he had one problem…
“Hammer.” He tried to catch his breath. “Mate, I won’t take her bare if you’re not ready for this.”
“Oh, don’t let me fucking stop you from the best sensation ever.” Macen’s voice had become a rough growl. No doubt, he was close, too.
That was all Liam needed.
“Give me your body and your love,” he demanded of Raine. “Ride me hard.”
She keened out her answer, then dipped her hips and thrust him deeper, taking him from hilt to head and back again with every sway of her hips. Liam clenched his jaw and dug deep for restraint.
A half dozen strokes in, her cunt all but strangled him. She dug her nails deep into his shoulders. “Sir, may I come?”
“No,” he snarled. “You wait for me, love. We’re going to feel this together.”
Her aching cry filled his ears. Hammer’s rough breathing followed. Liam heard his own low growl.