His sincerity tugged at her heart. God, she wanted to say yes.
“We’ll do everything we can to give you what you asked for.” Hammer frowned. “You haven’t changed your mind, have you?”
“No.”
“We’re completely united on this,” Liam added. “We know you’re worried we’ll start arguing and tossing fists, but it won’t happen, love. Tell me, is there another reason you’re hesitating?”
“It’s a huge decision,” she insisted. “I need time to think.”
But about what? Aside from their quarreling, it would be heaven having the two men she loved molding her. Hell, it would be a dream come true.
Hammer reached out and pulled her close to his chest, his warm breath caressing the shell of her ear. She felt herself melt.
“Do you really need time to think about being the center of our world, precious?” he challenged in a low, hungry voice.
Liam pressed in behind her, and his lips skimmed a path up her neck. “Open up and let us in. We won’t let you fall.”
A quiver of need slammed down her spine. She had no trouble envisioning what it would feel like to be at their mercy. Desire hummed. Pressed between them, the fantasy that had spun through her head for weeks paled in comparison to the decadent reality. She sucked in a ragged breath.
They were trying to put aside their differences for her. No way to think otherwise or overlook that fact. They were giving her the chance to grow. Hell, the chance of a lifetime.
Her fantasy come true.
“I accept—on one condition.” Negotiation was part and parcel of BDSM. No way was she entering into this without them hearing her concerns.
Liam eased back from behind her before sidling next to Hammer. Shoulder to shoulder, the two most important men in her life stared down at her, waiting.
Hammer slowly released her. “We’re listening.”
“You two have to get along. The minute there’s any arguing, name calling, backbiting, jealous rants, or strife of any kind, I’m done. I mean it. I refuse to come between you two again.”
They exchanged a glance, then Liam shrugged.
“Done.” Hammer sent her a sharp nod.
“Our disagreements are over,” Liam vowed.
She wanted it to be true. Whether they could make that stick remained to be seen, but short of calling them liars, Raine had to believe them. “As long as we’re clear…”
“Crystal, love,” Liam assured.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Now you’ll hear our terms.” Hammer nodded. “You will not question the methods we use to help you achieve submission,” Hammer warned in his deep, growling Dom voice. If the man knew what that did to her girl parts, she’d be toast. “They will not always be easy, but they will be effective.”
Liam picked up. “You will never doubt that we want anything but the best for you. And every time you curse, we’ll add it to your list of infractions.”
“Your little f-bomb has been duly noted.” Hammer glared. “You will also never try to pit one of us against the other. Ever. Your training starts...” He looked at his watch. “Now. Raise your hand if you have any questions or do not understand our terms.”
Their dual expressions of determination told her they were deadly serious. Though she couldn’t help but worry their idea was doomed to fail, she was so damn touched.
“No, I understand.”
This was really going to happen. God, she didn’t know if she should be terrified or thrilled. More than a little of both swirled inside her.
“Good. Shower now. We will pack your bag. I’ll come collect any toiletries you’d like to take and give you additional instructions then.”
She blinked up at Liam. This wasn’t the Dom she knew. She’d expected this sort of strict control from Hammer. But right now, Liam was all demand and no cajoling. It was sexy. Raine bowed her head for a moment, trying to wrap her thoughts around this morning’s events. But there was only one answer in her heart. “Yes, Sir.”
“Then I suggest some action,” Liam urged. “If you dawdle, we’ll add that to your list of infractions, too.”
“And I guarantee you won’t like it,” Hammer added.
Then in unison, they turned toward the door.
That was the end of the conversation in their minds? “Wait!”
They turned back, Liam with a dark brow raised in warning, Hammer with an impatient stare.
“Why are you packing me a suitcase? Where are we going?”
Liam smiled. “You’ll find out. Time’s a wasting, Raine. I suggest you move.”
Then they walked out. With a quiet click, the door shut behind them.
Raine shut off the water, anxiety humming through her veins. Liam’s badass Dom mode earlier had been arousing as hell, but she’d found herself more than a bit intimidated. He’d instructed her to get herself ready quickly, but for what? All the uncertainty zipping through her was making her damn near dizzy.
Shoving the shower curtain aside, she shrieked, startled to find Liam standing before her with her towel draped over his arm. His stare raked her possessively, as though he meant to devour her in one big bite. Her nipples pebbled. Heat erupted deep in her womb. Just one look from the man and she was aching. This imposing side of him only served to make her more nervous about the surprising scheme he and Hammer had cooked up.