“Who gives the ultimatums, precious?”
When his fingers danced over her cunt, she shuddered out a breath. “Like I said, muffin for you both.”
“That’s what I thought. Now pick a date, before I lift your dress and Liam spanks your muffin in front of God and everyone in this restaurant,” Hammer threatened with a wink.
Raine let out a tiny squeak as Macen rubbed her slowly. “Um, I don’t know. Let me think.” She turned to him. “If you want me to come up with a date, you really have to stop that.”
He sighed noisily but withdrew his fingers. “Hurry.”
“You’re so bloody romantic,” Liam teased.
She couldn’t help but laugh. “So if the baby is due on August seventh…”
“I have a feeling our wee one will make an early appearance,” Liam murmured.
She sent him a glance that asked if he was turning into his mother. When he shrugged, her eyes lit up and a broad smile spread across her lips.
“Uh-oh, Macen. She’s got that mischievous look on her face. What?” Liam demanded.
“How about September seventh?”
Liam cocked his head. “Why in bloody hell would you actually remember that date, love?”
“What? Why is that date important?” Hammer felt totally lost.
“See? He’s really not good at the touchy-feely shit,” Liam teased. “Enlighten him.”
“Well…” She looked adorably nervous. “That’s the day Liam arrived in LA. That was the beginning of us.”
Macen remembered now. “That’s fitting as hell. September seventh it is. Will all your…um, will you be able to fit into…oh, fuck. I’m not asking, just going with it.”
As they discussed the details of their big day, the food arrived. Between scrumptious bites, they continued to talk about the day they would “officially” become one.
When the meal was through, they were stuffed, but Raine insisted they share a dessert. Soon, the waiter reappeared with a slice of mascarpone cheesecake, complete with a lit candle in the center. The other wait staff in the restaurant all gathered around their table to sing a loud and slightly off-key rendition of “Happy Birthday.”
After blowing out the candle, he leaned in close to Raine’s ear. “When we get home, you’ll take all thirty-five of my birthday spankings.”
She sent him an eager grin. “I almost wish you were older now.”
“Greedy minx.” Liam chuckled.
As night fell, the men sipped a glass of brandy, and Raine took a cup of tea while they drew in the city lights glistening below them. Macen had a feeling she was fantasizing about the ceremony of their dreams.
He’d already skipped ahead to their wedding night.
Blood boiling, heart racing, he threw down the napkin and tossed back the last of his brandy. “It’s time to go home.”
“And share a private celebration in that big bed of ours, mate?”
A wicked smile tugged at Hammer’s lips. “I thought your Spidey senses were going to disappear once your mom left.”
“I don’t need them for what you were thinking. It’s written all over your face. In fact, I’m entertaining the very same thoughts.”
“So pay the bill and let’s get out of here.” Raine’s voice held an edge of impatience.
Sinking his fingers in Raine’s hair, he held her still and nibbled at her ear while Liam devoured her lips.
“You two are killing me.” She breathed hard.
“We’re just warming you up, precious.”
“We’ll have you at a slow, rolling boil by the time we reach home, lovely,” Liam promised.
Hammer eagerly thrust his hand in the air. “Waiter.”
The three burst out laughing.
After the valet delivered his car, Hammer opened the back door on the passenger side for Raine but wrapped an arm around her waist, pressing his erection against her ass. “Lose the panties, precious.”
She whipped around, meeting him with wide eyes. “Here?”
He nodded. “And now.” When Raine darted a nervous glance at the valet, he stepped in and blocked her body. “Do it.”
Hastily reaching beneath her dress, she tugged at her thong and dragged it to her knees.
“Stop,” Hammer commanded. “Lean in. I’ll take them from here.”
As Raine bent into the backseat, Hammer tugged the scrap of silk down her calves and over her heels. He settled her onto the leather and shut the door before jogging around to the driver’s seat. As he sat and put the vehicle in drive, he drew her panties to his nose and inhaled deeply. His cock sprang to life, already attuned to her scent.
Liam settled into the passenger’s seat with a grin and held out his hand. Hammer obliged by dropping Raine’s thong into the man’s palm, watching as he inhaled their girl’s tangy scent with a sigh. “Reminds me of our trip to the lodge.”
“It does.” Hammer glanced at Raine in the rearview mirror. “As I remember, you were particularly needy that day, precious.”
“No. I was desperate,” Raine confessed. “You two teased and tormented me relentlessly.”
“We were giving you your first lesson in control, proving how thoroughly we could make you ache for us.”