The Betrayal (Unbroken Raine Falling 1)

The sensations overwhelmed her. Raine slapped her palms on the bar, her body arching and surging up to his demanding mouth. He prowled her pussy, probed every nerve, and shoved such electric pleasure on her that she wailed his name. Sensations crested and threatened to drown her. But she didn’t look away. Her eyes pleaded with him, while the gleam in his only promised her more of the sublime torture.

He devoured her, dragging out each second to infinity, stimulating her every nerve until her body jolted. She squirmed to escape the insanity. He wasn’t about to let her off that easily. With a tight grip, he held her hips down and forced her to keep taking the punishing lashes of his tongue as he lapped and drank her essence. And that sharp, hungry stare of his told her that he’d let her know when he was done.

After an agonizing stroke of his tongue up her center, an indulgent smile curled his lips. “That was a delicious appetizer. I’m going to need another taste.”

She hadn’t even comprehended his words when he assaulted her with his fingers and mouth once more. It was not a slow coaxing. Now he sent her climbing with exacting precision. Fingers. Tongue. Teeth. He ate at her with single-minded determination.

It was too much sensation. Too much demand. Too much to even breathe. She pushed at his head, trying to dislodge him. He only grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bar, then ate her voraciously again, driving her up, up, up with no respite. She plateaued quickly, at a place where need swelled and beat at her, where her body and mind raced to catch up as blood rushed and churned, but the peak was just beyond her reach.

“Stop. I can’t,” she sobbed. “I can’t.”

Hammer tightened his grip on her. He had to see the tears swelling in her eyes. But his masterful stare simply kept demanding more as he nipped her clit with his teeth.

“I know you can, Raine. Stay with me. I’ve got you.” His voice was a low rumble, but the power in his words spiked inside her. “Climb to the edge and wait for my command.”

Tears fell, streaming from the corners of her eyes as Raine fought for the pleasure. He wanted it. She wanted it—desperately. Yet her body hung suspended above the roar. She closed her eyes as her hips undulated helplessly with the building fire.

“Open your eyes, precious.”

Her lids fluttered open. Their gazes connected, and all the tears in the world weren’t going to stop him from doing whatever he wanted—in his time, in his way. Then he slapped the pad of her pussy before shoving his fingers right to the one spot designed to send her soaring toward the peak again. And suddenly, it was hard to hold back. “Hammer!”

Jerking his head back, he crooned, “I know, precious. You’re right there and you’re so beautiful. Stay here just a bit longer so I can watch you writhe for me.”

“But I need it.”

As the mournful wail tore from her throat, he stood and scooped her in his arms. Automatically, she wrapped her legs around him, desperately grinding on his thick shaft. He stilled her with a harsh grip on her hips as he carried her down the wide staircase.

“You think you need it now? Aww, precious, you haven’t even begun to ache for me.” His lips claimed hers as he stormed down the long hallway and into his private room. Kicking the door closed behind him, he rushed into the bedroom and splayed her across the center of his bed. “Eyes on me. Tell me what you want.”

She watched him. Blinked. Her heart raced, and the slam of his door still resounded in her ears. She knew what she wanted from him, almost from the moment he’d taken her in, fed her, listened to her story, and promised in his fierce voice to keep her safe. She’d fallen a bit in love with him then. And in six years, she’d never stopped falling. Never stopped wanting. Never stopped waiting for this.

“Please, Macen. Fuck me.”

Never before had those words slammed him with such force. They burned across his brain, searing away rational thought. Because they came from Raine.

Tearing at his trousers, he yanked down the zipper until his cock sprang free, thick and so engorged he felt as if it might burst. Raine’s smoky blue eyes widened as she stared at the broad crest, dripping for her.

He took himself in hand, stroking slowly, loving the way her gaze followed and her mouth fell slightly open, as if waiting. “Oh, baby, I’m going to fuck you hard. Deep. And so thoroughly, you will never again doubt how much I’ve wanted to be inside you.”

Standing over Raine, her tempting scent filled him again. Christ. He couldn’t get inside her fast enough. He’d never sink deep enough. But he’d fucking try.