The Betrayal (Unbroken Raine Falling 1)

He savored the hot stretch of her lips around him, clinging to him. But he either had to come down her throat now or step back and fulfill another of his fantasies with Raine. Gritting his teeth, he pulled out and walked to the far side of the bed.

“Move down here, precious. On your hands and knees.”

She presented her lush white ass to him, and he got a good look at the terrible bruises Beck had left on the back of her thighs. He fingered them gently, regretfully, then kissed them slowly.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I swear he wasn’t supposed to do that to you.”

“Beck told me.”

Hammer pressed his lips to the small of her back, then he reached into his nightstand and grabbed a tube. He slathered lube all over her rosette, plunging a pair of fingers inside the ass he was dying to claim.

“Are you sore here?”

“A little, maybe.”

Raine gasped, squirmed. She didn’t try to get away, but he got the distinct impression she fought the urge not to. The thought that she’d want to put any distance between them only made him more unrelenting.

“I’m sorry, precious. I’ll do my best to be gentle. Arch your back and push out for me. I’m dying to take you like this.”

With one hand gripping her hip, he stroked the slick gel over his shaft, then lined up the head with her tiny puckered ring. Pressing through the tightly drawn tissue was nirvana. As he watched the crest of his cock narrow into her, streaks of lightning slammed up his spine. Christ! He couldn’t plunge into her the way he longed to or he’d rip her fragile tissue. Panting to calm his raging demand, he slowly fed each inch of his throbbing dick into her ass as he stroked her pebbled clit. The silken vise of her sweltering softness made him want to explode.

“Feel me, precious. Feel every thick, hard inch.” He increased the tempo of his thrusts. “For you.”

Raine whimpered and lowered her shoulders to the mattress, head thrown back so that mass of dark hair blanketed the pale skin of her back. She was fucking stunning.

“Yes!” He could hear the need consuming her in her little feminine growl.

She was adding fuel to his raging fire.

Anchoring his palm on the small of her back, he unleashed the beast clawing to be set free. Slamming his cock in and out, marveling at the strangling tissue surrounding him, he knew he’d never be able to last in her heavenly ass.

“Come, baby. Come again for me.” He caressed her clit with insistent fingers.

Her tight passage gripped his expanding shaft. His restraint burst free, and he let go deep inside Raine as she convulsed around him with a cry. Jesus, so fucking good that his eyes crossed, his body hummed.

But still, he wasn’t done.

Before she could sink to the mattress, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom. Sitting her on the cool marble counter, he turned and started the shower. When he looked over his shoulder at Raine, she was slumped against the mirror with a little smile. Her eyes looked glassy, her skin flushed, those cherry nipples drawn tight, legs draped limply in the aftermath of his demands. To him, she was the most gorgeous woman on the planet.

His cock twitched. Fuck, everything about her made him hard. He stepped toward her and caught sight of his savage smile in the mirror. He tried to offset it with a soft caress to her cheek.

“Up, precious. We’re not done yet.”

She raised her heavy lids to him, exposing her dazed eyes, and damnit, he burned to be inside her pussy then and there. Instead, he lifted her, wrapped her limp arms around his shoulders, then hoisted her up from the counter and into the hot shower.

He wanted to bathe her and pamper her, let her know he treasured all she’d given him. But as soon as his soapy hands began cascading over her satiny flesh, the ravenous animal inside him leapt to life once more. Quickly washing his engorged cock, he rinsed the soap away as he gripped her hair and guided her to her knees.

Sliding back inside her hot, slippery mouth, he eased his cock to the back of her throat, holding her there for two beats of his pounding heart. Then he pulled back.

“I need more of you.” He bared his teeth. “Suck my cock, precious. Swallow every drop.”

And she did with a sudden burst of gusto that made his heart swell with pride. Roaring in pleasure, he praised her with gruff words and splintered commands, cradling her face in his hands. His vision blurred, and as his balls drew up tight and painful, he erupted down her throat, watching as she drank everything he gave her.

Afterward, she lapped at him like a little kitten, eyes closed, a little grin on her delicate face. The wrecking ball of his feelings for Raine slammed him right in the chest. God, she meant the world to him. He could almost picture every day and night with her like this, the need fevering up their blood, her obeying him as she surrendered to his rough demands, then him laying her down so that he could stroke her tenderly and curl her against him as they slept.