The Break (Unbroken Raine Falling 2)

They moaned together. Hammer could almost feel the silken fire of her mouth as she suckled the head of Liam’s cock, then worked down and laved the shaft in a slow push to the base. She filled her mouth, hollowed her cheeks.

Hammer stroked himself and bit back a growl of demand. Fuck, even watching her tongue dart around Liam’s cock before she sucked him deep again made Hammer grit his teeth. His blood pumped with fire. She made little noises and gripped Liam’s thighs, looking lost in pleasure as she worshipped his stiff length. Christ, three weeks of desire churned in his heavy balls, and he needed to be inside her in some way, stake whatever claim he could.

Liam’s eyes rolled back in his head as a low moan rumbled from his chest and he shoved his fingers in her hair, tugging lightly until she whimpered and swallowed him whole again.

Son of a bitch, if that wasn’t one of the hottest things he ever witnessed, not because he’d never seen a woman give another man a blow job. Because Raine ached to give. Liam needed to take. Love bound them together, brought them closer. They both looked so damn fulfilled.

Hammer couldn’t resist reaching out and gliding his knuckles along the delicate hollows of her cheek. “That’s it, precious. Suck him down deep. So pretty. Fuck, I can’t wait to feel your mouth.” Needing to be closer, he wrapped a hand around her nape, choking back a rumble as he watched her take Liam even deeper. “Yes, that’s it. Worship his cock, Raine. Take everything he gives you.”

“You’re not helping, fucker.” Liam grimaced as he thrust fast and deep for a blissful, teeth-gritting second. Sweat lined his brow as he panted and pulled away. “I need a minute.”

Hammer wanted to laugh, but the need bubbling inside him screamed for the feel of her tongue trailing over his sensitive crest, cradling his cock. As Liam gasped for breath, Hammer took hold of her mane and turned her head to him.

Gazing down at the woman who haunted his dreams, he drank in her hard, dusky nipples. Her creamy flesh glowed with a pink, aroused hue. Wet and swollen, her lips all but begged to be fucked. It took every ounce of strength not to pound at her like an animal. He wanted what Liam had just felt. The desire, yes. But the connection, the completion. He fucking needed those.

As Hammer gazed down at Raine, her big blue eyes spoke the silent words he’d forever longed to hear: I give you my soul, Sir. I’m yours.

I’m yours, too, precious, he vowed.

Clenching his jaw, Hammer rattled in a breath, then drew his leaking crest over her lips. “Part those pretty lips and show me how you yearn to please.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Raine glided her tongue over her bottom lip, swiping at his offering. A groan ripped from his chest. She was killing him, and she hadn’t even begun.

His stare never wavered as he wrapped a fist around his aching cock. At the rush of breath spilling from her lips over the sensitive head, he jerked, then pressed into her willing mouth. Hammer’s heart clutched as she closed around him. As she licked her way down his throbbing length, a moan escaped him. It turned to an agonized roar as she danced back up to drag her tongue across the sensitive rim and glide over his swollen veins.

“You look stunning, love,” Liam praised. Crouching in front of her, he nudged her legs even wider. “Show us your cunt, Raine. We can smell your hot spice, but we want to see your swollen slickness.” He ran a finger through her folds. “Yes, you like Hammer’s cock gliding down your throat, don’t you? I can tell. He likes it, too.”

She writhed and whimpered, splaying herself even wider as she rolled her hips in need. Hammer drank her in, their gazes still locked, wishing to fuck this could go on forever.

“Seeing your lips stretched around me, feeling you take me all the way down…”

Raine did it then, swallowing on him. He grunted a curse, trying to keep himself together.

Clawing for control, Hammer found his rhythm. Her soft throat constricted around his crest again, and he rocked, fucking his way into her mouth, loving the feel of her nails in his hips and her teeth grazing over the head of his cock before she paused, made him wait, and started all over again.

Jesus, she was dismantling him without a word.

Liam skimmed his palms up her torso, then plucked and pinched Raine’s nipples. Her mewls vibrated up Hammer’s shaft, all the way to his aching balls. Sweat dripped from his forehead. The familiar prickle of release slammed down his spine. With a curse, he jerked away from Raine’s seeking lips and tried to calm the tremors wracking his body.