That effort alone warmed him. She wanted to please him. Hell, she already was. But he let her continue because he needed to feel her love in the most tangible, visceral way.
Raine eased closer, her warm breath spilling onto his lips. “Because I love you.”
He’d barely comprehended her whisper before she layered her mouth over his. Liam tasted her solemn vow as he parted her lips and climbed in deeper. Yes, he’d asked her to give to him, but he found himself impatient for more—for all of her. Thankfully, she didn’t seem to mind, just complied with his wordless demand, stroking his tongue with her own and cradling his face in her small palm.
Liam couldn’t keep his hands to himself. His fingers found their way into her hair, tugging slightly to change the angle of their kiss. The other curled between them to yank at the belt of her robe until it slithered apart.
As he reached under the silky garment and skated a palm down her hip, she pulled back with a little grin. “Because I love you.”
Then Raine eased down his body, lying half atop him, and bent her head to take one of his nipples in her mouth, flicking it with her tongue and teasing him. A jolt of desire buckled him. He’d never thought of the nubs as particularly sensitive, but he’d been damn wrong. The minx had proven him wrong.
She eased one thigh between his, and he felt her knee barely graze his balls. The heat of her naked pussy blasted his hip. She pressed her soft breasts to his side and wriggled her damp folds against him with a little moan. A blaze of need flared inside him, and Liam grabbed handfuls of her silk robe, trying not to tear it off her body and mount her. Letting her love him in her way was sorely testing his control.
With a hiss, he cupped her nape and pressed her head into his chest. She took him deeper, laving his sensitive flesh. Liam groaned hoarsely. He’d already been hard. Now, Raine made him ache for her touch and the sharp, divine release only she could give him.
In his arms, she squirmed until he eased up on his hold and kissed her way to his other distended nipple. As she worked it into her mouth, another jolt of sensation zapped him. Desire pooled low in his belly, revved his blood. God, the woman drove him mad.
With another lap of her tongue, she pulled away. He wanted to protest. The Dom inside him ached to take over and command all her satin flesh for his pleasure. But he needed to know how else she intended to make love to him.
Raine gave him a shy smile, then dropped her gaze to his chest and started feathering her lips down his sternum, down his abdomen, down even lower…
She nipped and licked at the skin around his navel, avoiding his cock throbbing for her attention. Every muscle in his body went taut as she teased the skin of his stomach, dipped her tongue into his belly button, then breathed over the sensitive head.
Dear fucking hell, how long did she expect him to lie back and do nothing? Was she proving her love or simply tormenting him? It felt like a fine line. He began to sweat.
Propping herself up on her hands and knees, Raine shimmied down his body. He caught a mere glimpse of the bite marks on her breasts, saw a few on her neck. They’d infuriated Liam when he’d been convinced she’d never love him the way she loved Hammer. But now that she’d invited him to leave his own, Liam found himself staking out her skin, seeing where he could brand her as his, too.
Then she chased all thought from his head as she caressed one of his thighs and dipped her head to drag her teeth over the other. She sucked at him, giving him a little love mark. Then another farther up. Another inward. And another just under his balls.
Unable to stop himself, Liam tangled his fingers in her hair. “The amount of teasing I’ll take has its limits, love. Remember the expression about paybacks.”
She tipped her chin up, resting it on his belly. If she turned her mouth, it would be right on his cock. Damn it, woman…
Instead, she simply grinned. “I’ll keep that in mind, Sir.”
Suddenly, the door opened. A shadow darkened the portal. Liam would have recognized the shape anywhere.
Hammer dragged a chair into the room, at the side of the bed, and stared at Raine on top of him, putting her little mouth all over him. “Work your magic, precious. Bring him back to us.”
Liam couldn’t miss the approval on Hammer’s face. His acceptance and Raine’s openness touched him. After the meltdown earlier, instead of rubbing his nose in his mistake, they’d simply cared enough to understand, forgive him, and love him back.