Liam pulled back. “I told you to communicate what you want, not wiggle. Do I have to punish you before we start?”
“No.” She swallowed, hesitated. “I, um…like it when you touch me. I miss having you inside me. I want to feel you now.”
At her words, he barely managed not to snort. Raine had a bad habit of topping from the bottom that made his inner Dom roar to subdue her. “Eventually.”
He nipped at her ear, laving the lobe with wet kisses. As she moaned in appreciation, he reared back enough to cup the hot, silky weight of her breast in his hand, kneading it firmly all the way to the tip. Rolling and pinching her tight nipple, it swelled and lengthened between his fingers. He rolled beside her and nipped at the base of her throat, then suckled her nipple, even as he reached for a clamp.
She hissed as he slid the little alligator-toothed implement into place. She gasped sharply with the shock of pain and pleasure. He waited for her to speak. She didn’t.
Running his hand over her warm skin and reaching for her other breast, he pinched and laved its tip, then applied the twin clamp, reveling in the way she tensed, then exhaled out all her tension with a low moan.
“Raine?” he prompted.
“Green.”
“And? Use your words.”
“All the sensations in my body are centered around my nipples.”
“Do you like it?”
She gave him a shaky nod, inky strands of her hair brushing the tops of her pale breasts, flirting with the clamps. The sight of her flushed and aroused beneath him played hell with his self-control. He forced himself to rein in the urge to fuck her.
“I love it. The pain is just enough to excite me. It sounds odd, but I feel so female and submissive when you bind me this way.”
“Not odd at all. It’s designed to.”
Liam tugged on the little chain between the clamps, loving her shaky little gasp. “How does it make you feel, knowing I’m giving you these sensations?”
Her lashes fluttered before she focused on him. “Desired.”
“Good. You are, love.”
On hands and knees, he settled himself over her, then brushed the hair from her eyes, waiting until she met his stare. “So beautiful. You’re not like any woman I’ve met.”
A wry smile played at her lush mouth. “You mean I’m more challenge than submissive.”
“You’re both. You’ve always intrigued me. How did I make you feel when we first met?” He cradled her breast, thumb caressing the inner curve.
“Intimidated,” she admitted. “You were polite to a fault. With a smile, you tried to set me at ease. But I realized you were assessing me and drawing conclusions.”
“I was studying the woman who had Hammer tied up in knots. How did the way we spoke make you feel?”
“Scrutinized.”
Liam shook his head, pointing to her chest. “In here.”
She took in a shaky breath. “Nervous. Dizzy. Watched. A little excited.”
“That’s good. You filled my head that day. Your face, your scent, your voice. You were like a tingling in my spine, surprising but not unwelcome.”
She lifted her face toward him, and Liam didn’t resist the need to kiss her. Rather than diving into her mouth and taking all he wanted, he teased her with a brush of lips, then lifted away. He did it again, lingering a little longer before he pulled back. But fuck, she lured and addicted him. He parted her lips and dove in for a long, exhilarating moment, moaning when she arched beneath him. Before he lost himself in Raine, he eased back, peppering her cheeks and neck with his kisses.
“Stop pulling away!”
Liam heard the frustration in her tone. It ramped up his need. “Do you give the orders, sub?”
“No,” she whispered, suitably chastened. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“What made you demand more?”
“I want more.”
“I want a billion dollars, but you don’t see me robbing banks for it.”
She sighed. “That’s different.”
“Tell me how.”
“You’re right in front of me, looking at me like I mean…something to you.”
“Everything,” he corrected. “You mean everything to me.”
Raine lowered her gaze. She was still afraid to believe him, damn it to hell.
“Keep going,” he demanded.
“When you look at me like that, I…it makes me feel good inside,” she spoke, but she’d gone quiet. “Worthy. Your touch says you value me.”
He cupped her cheek, then caressed his way down to cup her chin, lifting it to make sure she had nowhere to look but at him. “Do you feel treasured when I touch you this way?”
A little flush splashed across her cheeks. “Yes.”
“You feel that I care for you, love?”
She hesitated. “Y-yes.”
Liam felt her body tighten, saw her expression start to retreat. He was approaching her comfort zone. She didn’t have a hard time loving, he realized. She had a hard time believing that anyone loved her. If he could change that, she would feel secure revealing her devotion in return. His chest twisted up. Raine might be closed off, but she had such a big heart to give. He wanted it for his own.