They’d both come.
Raine dropped her towel. “Yes, Sir.”
Automatically, she fell to her knees and sat back on her heels, head bowed, thighs parted. To her left, she heard the rustle of the bed covers and assumed Hammer pulled them free. To her right, Liam strolled closer until his bare feet filled her vision. He dropped the little black bag on the carpet beside him.
“Pretty. Rise, love.” His voice was soft but whiplike in the hush. He held his hand out to her.
Placing her trembling fingers in his, she lunged to her feet and looked up at him, searching his dark eyes. They glittered with desire, too. With love, just like Hammer’s.
For this moment at least, her world was complete.
Hammer approached on her right and lightly gripped her elbow. “Come to the mirror. Let us see you.”
They guided her in front of the tall glass and positioned her to face it, totally bare. Her cheeks looked flushed already. Her nipples pebbled under their stares. Her pussy looked slick and pouting. God, they aroused her before they really even put a hand on her.
Raine glanced at them both. That worried female part of her wondered if they’d like what they saw on display. They’d both seen everything she offered them now, but did either of them feel differently knowing they wouldn’t be taking her alone? It was probably a silly question. She had to believe they were here because they wanted to be, but nerves still wrenched her.
Hammer caressed his way up her arms. “You know, every time I see you, I want to fuck you.”
It wasn’t funny exactly, but she laughed.
“What’s given you a giggle?” Liam demanded, looking very stern. “He’s told you that he wants you.”
She tried to wipe the smile off her face. “I was standing here feeling insecure, and he put that to rest with one sentence in his usual eloquent way. It struck me as funny.” She sent a soft gaze to Hammer. “I’m not laughing at you, Sir.”
“You’d better not be. Talk about a red ass…” he muttered.
“I second that.” Liam smoothed a hand down her backside.
“Seems like you always want to spank me,” she teased.
“I do,” he admitted. “But like Hammer, I always want to fuck you, as well.”
It wasn’t the most romantic thing either of them had ever said to her, but it still made her feel beautiful and feminine. Wanted.
“I’m glad you both came, Sirs. I worried.”
“Your honesty is gorgeous, precious.” Hammer pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “There was no way we weren’t going to come for you.”
She shivered. “I’m still grateful you did. How can I serve you?”
More than likely, she should be bowing her head or something to show respect, but she really just wanted to look into their eyes and reveal to them both how earnest she felt. How much she loved them.
Judging from their sensual male smiles, they understood completely.
“You can start by putting your hands at your sides. Close your eyes. Spread your legs.”
Liam’s soft commands might as well have touched her where she needed it most. They ratcheted up her desire until it twisted her chest. But she did exactly as he’d bid, clasping her thighs lightly as she opened them and slid her eyes shut.
“Excellent,” he whispered in her ear, then nipped at her lobe with his teeth. “We’re going to take every inch of you in every way we can.”
Raine swallowed hard. Her knees nearly went out from under her.
“When we’re done, you’ll damn well know you’re ours,” Hammer growled in her other ear.
“Your job, love, is to give everything to us. No holding back. No reservations. No thinking about anything but what you need. Is that clear?” Liam asked.
“Yes, Sir.” Even her voice shook.
“Your safe word stands. What is it?”
Of course he knew, but he always verified with her. He always worried about her care.
“Paris, Sir.”
“Thank you, precious.” Hammer skimmed a hand down her right hip. “Are you wet?”
Excitement stole her breath. “Yes, Sir.”
“Prove it. Show me,” he barked.
She frowned, puzzling it out in her head. How? Finally, she lifted her hand from her thigh and dipped her fingers between her swollen folds, shocked to feel that she wasn’t just wet but drenched. She gasped when she skimmed her clit, wishing that one of them would—
“That’s enough.” Hammer grabbed her wrist and lifted her hand from her pussy and led it toward him.
A moment later, she felt the wet heat of his mouth surround her digits. His tongue cradled them, swirling and licking as he moaned. The air left her lungs in a rush. It didn’t make any sense, but the ache behind her clit became a throb.
“Do you like knowing he’s tasting you?” Liam asked in a low, seductive murmur.
Raine wanted to turn to him and beg him to kiss her, lay her back and touch her, get deep inside her—something to alleviate the ache. Her nails dug into her thigh and she bit her lip to hold in her begging. A dizzy fever swam in her head.