The Betrayal (Unbroken Raine Falling 1)

Intently watching her, he reached into Beck’s bag of tricks under the bench and found a new tube of lube. He squeezed some onto his fingers, massaging and pressing lightly at the puckered rosette of her ass. She tensed again. Liam shushed her, giving her his calm so she could surrender and let him take over. Fear hovered under her surface. Yet he also saw anticipation growing in her eyes. They heated and softened, like the entrance he stroked. Her cheeks flushed. The little sounds in the back of her throat told him that she was ready. No other penetration could make her feel quite so submissive, so owned. He wanted to be the one who gave her that experience.

Liam looked at her with a fierce stare, barely managing to hold back his urgency as he savored the control she slowly surrendered to him. He intended to nurture and strengthen the new connection between them, starting here and now. He’d do whatever necessary to allow her trust to grow so she would seek him out for all of her needs. That he expected her to. He hadn’t wanted anyone like this in years, maybe ever, and he was determined to make her crave him.

Somehow, she’d become important—like warmth and food and air. Liam didn’t understand it and he didn’t want to rationalize it. He just couldn’t deny how deeply he wanted her. Even if her need for him was only physical for now…well, one step at a time.

As she cried out again, Liam knew the time to claim her had come. This was his chance to make her see him, feel the promise of what could be. He had no intention of wasting it.

He slid a finger inside her ass, waited until she pushed back, tentatively seeking. Then he gave her more, easing in another with teasing strokes. She groaned, her eyes still pinned to him in the mirror, glazed in a smoky blue. And he watched her, listened to her roughening breaths, waited for her to relax upon his fingers. Finally, she did, sweetly giving him more of her trust.

Attempting to stretch her sinfully narrow opening, his cock wept, hungry to replace his fingers. The need inside him started to snarl and growl. He dragged in air and forced himself to be gentle.

“Breathe. There’s a good lass. Trust that I won’t hurt you. I feel your need growing. Give it all to me. I promise you, I will indeed put that fire out. Then I’ll stoke it again.”

She gasped, mewled, skin sheening under the lights, eyes closed. So sensual…

Removing his fingers, he gathered more lube, generously slathering her slightly expanded opening. “Just a little more. You’re ready.” Inserting his fingers again, he spread the digits wide, gliding his knuckles back and forth against her thinning rim.

Attuned to her every nuance, from her soft whimpers to the way her eyes fluttered open and closed as she desperately tried to focus on him, Liam exercised every ounce of his patience. Pleasure played across her face with abandon, thrilling him. Very soon, he’d fill her wee, lush body to the brim with exquisite need and drive her to orgasm under his command.

“That’s it. You’ve got my cock bursting at the seams, desperate I am to be inside you,” he whispered for her ears only as she breathed out her pleasure, her muscles rippling and clenching around his fingers. “There… Stay with me, Raine. We’ll do this together. Let me help you touch the stars.”

Plucking a condom out of his pocket, he tore into his zipper, then slid his trousers down. With his teeth, he tore into the foil package and slid it over his turgid shaft, biting back a groan. Dripping more lube onto his cock, he stroked the slick gel over it, coating the latex completely.

“Look at me. Focus on me now and me alone. Don’t look away. I want to see your eyes as I fill you. I intend to watch you come for me.”

Her eyes widened, but still contained a dreamlike blue haze. Removing his fingers, he wrapped his fist around his throbbing shaft as he set the crest against her readied opening. So small, so delicate everywhere. Pulling her cheeks wider still, fighting every god-given instinct to plunge balls deep, he sucked in a stuttering breath and eased the bulbous tip inside, as far as her tight band of muscle allowed.

Suddenly, she gasped. Apprehension filled her eyes when he met them in the mirror. Desire lurked there, too. “Shh...there now. Don’t fight me, lovely. Take a deep breath. As you release it, push back and let me in. Let me turn it into the most glorious pleasure you’ve ever felt. Can you do that for me?”

Liam paused as he waited for her answer. Reaching beneath her, he stroked her clit again. The moment throbbed. He itched with the need to press in and drive into her welcoming softness and be burned alive. He resisted and watched her in the mirror. A movement in the glass caught his eye. Hammer.