The Bond (Unbroken Raine Falling 4)

Liam plucked at the satin bow tethering Raine’s robe closed. Together, they brushed the fabric from her shoulders, letting the garment slide down her arms until it puddled at her feet.

When she stood naked before them, Hammer leaned in and captured her nipple between his lips, laving it with his tongue and scraping his teeth over her drawn-up peak. He sucked deeper, pulling more of her flesh inside his mouth to lick and nibble. Raine whimpered and rocked her hips. A glance told Hammer that Liam had settled his fingers on the sensitive pearl between her legs. The scent of her tart musk rising above the cocoa only heightened the demand thundering through his veins.

“You’re wet,” Liam murmured in approval, kissing his way across her belly.

“You two make me wet,” she whispered breathlessly.

Hammer’s cock jerked.

As the air pulsed and surged, Raine gripped their shoulders. Hammer felt her nails biting into him as she let out a cry. Her muscles grew taut. Her back bowed. She sank her fingers into Liam’s hair in an urgent grab.

As if scenting desire, the beast Hammer kept on a short leash reared its head. If he didn’t get Raine between him and Liam soon, he feared the thing would gnaw through all restraint.

Skimming his palm down to grip the curve of her waist, Hammer plucked her off the floor and tumbled her onto the mattress. She sucked in a startled yelp. The sound morphed into a moan when his hand went straight to her pussy.

“We need to fuck our girl.”

“We do,” Liam agreed, rolling to Raine’s other side.

Hammer stared at their precious one splayed out on the bed. Naked. Inviting. Willing.

The beast within him roared again. Restless. Pacing. Impatient to lay claim to her.

Take.

Bind.

Possess.

Macen tried to temper his lust. But the more he struggled to rein it back, the more fiercely it fought the chain.

Before he could blink, Hammer found himself on top of Raine, taking her mouth like a starved man. With urgent fingers, he clutched the soft curve of her hip, branding her with his palms. She met him, opening her mouth and legs, squirming beneath him with kitten-like mewls that fed his rabid need.

God, he craved her. She made him feel alive again, eased his burdens, his failures, his regrets. She soothed his savage beast.

As he moved his lips across her jaw, down the graceful curve of her neck, Liam swooped in, taking her mouth with a passionate kiss. Hammer slid his hand down again, teasing her clit. She spread wider, arched more. Then he drove his digits into her wet, silken pussy.

She let out a cry. Liam swallowed it. Hammer couldn’t hold back his groan of delight as her smooth, slick walls clutched him. He barely resisted the urge to slam himself inside her.

“Yes…” Raine murmured as Liam nipped her ear and plucked at her nipple. “I’ve missed you both.”

“We’re here with you now, love,” Liam whispered. “Let us take care of you.”

Yes, Raine deserved to be made love to. But try as Hammer might, he couldn’t slow down, couldn’t wait to have all of her again.

Sinking his teeth into her other dark berry nipple, he gave it a tug. Raine cried out and arched. Still, it wasn’t enough. His inner beast demanded more.

Withdrawing his fingers from her pussy, he licked her tart cream. Instantly, Liam scooted between her legs and covered her pretty pink folds with his mouth. In the spill of soft light, Raine flushed and closed her eyes, squirming against his busy tongue.

Hammer watched. The erotic sight had him shuddering. He knelt near her head, fisting his cock as he saw the pleasure ripple over her face. Christ, he loved seeing her so lush and uninhibited. So theirs.

“His tongue feels good, doesn’t it, precious?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, lifting her heavy lids. “More. I’ll give you and Liam anything you want.”

“Anything?” Hammer taunted.

She nodded frantically, eyes pleading for the ecstasy they could choose to grant…or deny.

“Open your mouth for me, Raine.”

With a hungry stare, he watched the tempting bow of her lips part. He braced his palm against the headboard, feeding her every thick, hard inch. The feel of her sinful mouth made his balls draw up and shot tingles of pleasure up his spine.

“Yeah. That’s it. Suck me deep. Hard.”

She worked his shaft with her eager little tongue. Basking in the bone-melting sensations, Hammer closed his eyes and gripped the corner of the headboard, craving something he hadn’t had the chance to do to her in months…

Yanking open the drawer of the nightstand, he jerked a bundle of silk rope free, then dragged himself from her mouth. Instantly, he missed her sweet worship but vowed he’d be buried inside the snug clasp of her pussy in a handful of seconds.

“I need you under me, bound. Immobile,” he muttered roughly as he gathered her hands above her head, winding the length of rope around her wrists with an urgent tug. “At my mercy.”