The Break (Unbroken Raine Falling 2)

He bent to give her another loving, longing lick deep in her furrow, delighting when she tensed under him and softly moaned, writhing.

“It makes me feel like…you want me to know that you care.”

“I do.” She danced around the words he really wanted to hear. Her insecurities and needs all glimmered in those blue eyes. She’d nearly drowned him at first glance; nothing had changed, especially the fact that she was too afraid to tell him how she felt.

But he still had more ways in order to help her try.

Crawling up her body, he rested his weight on one elbow, his face level with her breasts. After a quick tug on the chain, he released one nipple, sucking it directly into his mouth, soothing it even as he drew more blood to the tip.

“Raine?”

“I tingle. I ache. I…need. Liam…”

“What does my touch say to you?”

“That you know how to play my body so well.”

“Look at me.” He waited until she complied. “Why would I have paid so much attention to you, love?”

“I matter.” She whispered the words, and he almost didn’t hear. Almost as if she was afraid to voice the guess or jinx herself.

Liam grabbed her shoulders, his stare penetrating her, reaching for her soul. “You always have.”

He rewarded her by removing the other clamp and treating the nipple to a thorough coaxing with his tongue. He filtered his fingers through her hair, loving the little groans and whimpers that slipped from her throat.

Liam couldn’t stand it anymore. He had to be closer to her.

Covering her body with his own, he sank into her mouth and simply lost himself. No woman he’d ever fucked in a club, taken in a casual hook-up, shared with another, or even married had ever awakened this fever in his heart. Just Raine. He stopped trying to give her messages and simply let everything he felt pour all over her.

As he did, Liam pressed himself against her, his cock burrowing ceaselessly back and forth at her cunt, bumping her clit and avoiding the tantalizing well that coated his cock with her cream, promising nirvana if he’d only plunge inside.

Raine moaned, thrusting her hips up at him.

Reaching around her, he fisted her hair and clamped her delicate skull with his fingers. “You’ll hold fast to me. You’ll not come until I tell you. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was breathy.

As she often did when he commanded her, Raine softened, turning pliant. Submissive. Anticipation zipped through him.

“Good. And you will not look away from me. Not once.” He tugged again at the thick strands of her hair to let her know he meant that. He could—and would—keep her stare exactly where he wanted it.

“I won’t,” she vowed, her stare clinging to his.

“Where are you?”

“Green.” Her face showed tinges of apprehension, but she still sounded steady. Strong.

“Good to hear.”

He leaned across the bed and grabbed a condom, wishing she’d already been protected with birth control as he sheathed his hungry, waiting shaft. Lifting Raine, he settled her delicate curves against him. Aligning himself against her silky body, his nerve endings ignited in a heated rush. He wanted to be tender with her, but when he parted her slick, wet heat with his ready cock, he plunged home in an endless stroke that sent him deep.

“I’m completely inside you,” he groaned. “How does that make you feel?”

Her head fell back, her dark mane spreading across the pale sheets. She rocked beneath him. Her soft kitten moans made his inner Dom howl.

“Look at me,” he growled.

Raine did with a gasp, and a jolt of electricity rattled his spine.

“I feel taken,” she moaned. “Possessed.”

“Do you like feeling owned?” Using the fist in her hair, he cocked her head to one side, exposing her neck. He feathered kisses up the milky column, feeling her pulse flutter under his lips.

“Yes. Every time you touch me, I melt. Every time we’re apart, I can’t wait for you again. Please, Liam...” She writhed against him with a soft moan, trying to encourage him to thrust.

“Patience. I enjoy your body. Touching you. Commanding you. Making you come when I will it. You intoxicate me. I love to watch you unravel.”

A rosy hue crept over her fair skin, and he loved that he could still make her blush.

“I’m not just going to fuck you, Raine.” If he showed her how much he loved her, maybe it would take the sting out of all he needed to say.

He pressed a ravenous kiss to her throat, sucking and nipping the heated skin. He burned alive as her cunt consumed him. Her legs wrapped as tightly around his hips as the chains allowed.

“Oh, Raine. You slay me.”

“Liam,” she whimpered. “More.”

“Why?”

“It feels amazing.”

It did, and that barely scratched the surface of sensations jetting through his veins. “And?”

“I feel needed.” Her body bucked. Her eyes teared up. “I need that. From you.”