The Bond (Unbroken Raine Falling 4)

Once he was gone, Liam pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. “It seems I’ve been waiting half my life to have you back, love.”

But he didn’t stop there. Liam also claimed her mouth in a slow, sultry kiss.

She sent him a sweet smile when he lifted away. “I needed that.”

“What you need is your ass spanked bright red,” Hammer growled before sinking a fist in her hair and pulling her mouth to his.

Desire jolted Liam as he watched their heated kiss. And a feeling of something close to calm returned. If River followed through, maybe this nightmare would soon be over.

As Macen reluctantly eased away from her lips, Liam faced him. “So now that we’re alone, what information did Sterling have?”

“Good news…and bad. And speaking of Sterling, I need to call him and let him know that River intends to recant. Let’s change for dinner. Mélisse? I’ve got reservations. Or…” He sighed. “Mother Dough?”

That was a huge concession for Hammer. He loved good food, but Raine had been craving pizza since her pregnancy began.

Her eyes lit with excitement. “You’d do that for me?”

His expression hinted that he should check his own sanity, but he nodded. “Pizza it is. While we’re eating, I’ll explain everything.”

When Raine, Liam, and Hammer returned from a tasty Valentine’s Day dinner, they found a note lying on the kitchen table.

Your mother and I decided to spend the night at Montage Beverly Hills for our own romantic celebration. Enjoy your night.

Love,

Da

“Looks like we have the place to ourselves tonight,” Hammer drawled.

Raine giggled at his devilish grin, feeling lighter than she had in months. Knowing that Macen couldn’t be charged with most of the crimes he’d been questioned for and that her brother meant to undo the fiasco he’d caused filled her with relief. Her big, bad Dom still had some healing to do, but maybe she and her men could finally live, laugh, love. Grow old together in peace with their children surrounding them.

“I’m glad you’re in a good mood. Because there’s still the matter of your punishment.”

Raine blinked at Hammer. “On Valentine’s Day?”

“It’s the perfect occasion to turn your pretty, heart-shaped ass red.”

Though his hungry tenor had her aching with a pang of desire, she had something in mind. “But I had this whole plan—”

“There’ll be time later.” Lust gleamed in Liam’s dark eyes. “After Hammer extracts his penance.”

“All right.” Arguing would only make it worse. “Can I have a minute to hang up my dress so it doesn’t wrinkle? I’ll meet you in the dungeon.”

Hammer eyed her suspiciously. “Don’t keep us waiting, precious. Or it will cost you.”

“I won’t. I promise.” Raine raced up the stairs, into their bedroom. As she stripped off her dress and settled it on the hanger, she glanced regretfully at the lingerie she’d worn underneath. She should take it off. They had a standing order that forbid her any clothes in their private dungeon.

But damn it, she’d been planning tonight’s sexy celebration for weeks, scouring everywhere to find just the right scrap of temptation. The thong—silky red and black secured in a tiny bow directly over her pussy—was a tad snugger than when she’d bought it. The transparent top was a frilly bit that flowed away from her body, exposing her navel and the hint of her growing baby belly.

If she didn’t change, she might please the hell out of her men…or bait the bears. Either outcome meant she got to glory in their Dominance. And the looks on their faces when they caught sight of her would be well worth an extra spanking or two. Besides, they could all use a release of tension. Making love the other night had been exactly the balm they’d needed to reaffirm their commitment.

Now she could give them a much-needed opportunity to reestablish their control.

“No guts, no glory,” she muttered, then headed down the hall, still half-dressed.

As she slipped into the dungeon, Raine darted a quick glance at both Liam and Hammer. Pleasure and pride spread through her at the mix of shock and lust etched across their faces.

Trying to repress a smile, she knelt before them and cast her gaze on the carpet below. “Sirs.”

“Raine, what made you decide to break the rules and prance in wearing this pretty bit of fluff?” Liam asked, not sounding particularly pleased.

Damn, had she screwed up? “I bought this second gift, and I wanted to surprise you two tonight.”

“So you chose to disobey us? You couldn’t wait until we got to the bedroom?” Hammer’s humorless chuckle sent a shiver down her spine. “Oh, little girl…”

“I didn’t think we’d make it that long, Sir.”

“Are you begging for more of our attention?” Liam’s voice rang sharp. “Or are you merely trying to provoke us?”

Both.

“Like I told Macen earlier, I’ll take whatever punishment he gives me.”

“Indeed you will, precious,” he assured. “Starting now. Stand.”