Yes. God, yes. This was what she needed… The two halves of her heart working together to make her whole. And they needed her to be open to them. After having so many events out of their control today, they’d want to exercise their power. They would require it.
The men sent one another a stare she couldn’t quite read, but Raine had little doubt they plotted something that would eventually bring her pleasure. She couldn’t wait.
At the edge of the bed, Liam tsked and shook his head. “That will never do.”
“Not at all,” Hammer concurred as he wrapped one hand around her thigh.
On the right, Liam did the same. Then together, they spread her wide, exposing her pussy to their hungry stares. Their savage smiles made her blush.
“Love me,” she breathed.
Liam caressed her hip. “We do.”
“But we’ll tell you again if you need to hear it.” Hammer lifted her leg. Gravity bent her knee, and he set her limb down again, foot planted on the mattress, then stared at her pussy. “Pretty.”
“I like that.” Liam arranged her other foot down on the plush surface, somehow spreading her even wider.
“You’re intentionally misunderstanding me. I mean, make love to me,” Raine entreated. “Take me. I felt as if I belonged to you both last night.” Before Beck’s emergency surgery, Gwyneth’s intrusion, and the secret-baby scare. “I want that again.”
“You don’t give orders and ultimatums.” Hammer’s smile disappeared, replaced by a commanding passion she was beginning to learn well. He skated his fingertips up her thigh, trailing lip-bitingly close to where she needed their touch. A shiver zipped down her spine. “Now, it’s our way.”
“It is.” Liam’s voice sounded rough. “You’ll drown in the pleasure we give you. In return, you’ll give us every one of your whimpers, moans, and screams. We will hear exactly what our lovemaking does to you, Raine. Do you understand?”
“Yes…” Their words and demeanors were unraveling her. “Yes, Sirs.”
A corner of Hammer’s lips kicked up in a grin. “You haven’t behaved very submissively since you stormed back into Shadows, full of accusations. That changes now.”
Right now. Raine heard him loud and clear.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Better.” He grazed his knuckles over the bare pad of her pussy.
She raised her hips to him, shuddering as she remembered the way they’d shaved her yesterday. Again today in the shower earlier, Hammer had seen to the task himself with a pride in ownership that probably should have pushed every feminist button inside her. Instead, it just turned her on.
Raine whimpered. He gave her an evil chuckle and pulled his hand away. She bit her tongue. Neither demanding nor whining would get her anywhere. As much as she hated it, he would force her to be patient and wait.
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she felt Liam slide his shoulders between her thighs and work his way up to her needy sex.
She tensed, held her breath—and spread even wider for him.
“That’s a girl…” Liam breathed against her wet flesh.
His first lazy swipe through her drenched folds had her groaning and blindly reaching for him. She couldn’t repress the urge to drive her clit against his tongue to feed the impossible ache as she bucked against his mouth. Hammer had other plans.
He rounded the bed and caught her wrists in one of his big hands, pinning them to the mattress as he stood behind her. He bent and captured her lips with his own as his free hand wrapped around a sensitive breast.
She was burning, every nerve ending aflame and crying out in agonized bliss. Another whimper tore from her lips, only to be swallowed by Hammer’s lips as Liam continued tormenting her cunt.
He added fingers, one at a time, slotting between her swollen folds as he suckled and teased her pouting clit with his relentless tongue.
As if eager to add to her suffering, Hammer tore his mouth from hers to nip at her taut nipples, a scrape of teeth followed by a hard, sucking pull. On fire now, Raine arched her back and wailed for them, an incoherent plea.
“That’s it. That’s what we want to hear,” Hammer murmured, his mouth still pressed to her breast. “Give us your cries.”
Raine mewled out again when Hammer sank his teeth into her tender nipple, just enough to send a tingle of pleasurable pain radiating through her. At the same time, Liam wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking with a beautifully brutal draw and proving that he and Hammer maneuvered together like a perfect team.
They were both completely dressed—feasting on her naked body with their mouths, teeth, fingers, and tongues, pushing her to the edge. Every nibble, touch, suck, and probe confirmed the fact that they were determined to command not only her mind and body—but every last shred of her control.
Liam drove his fingers deeper still, twisting until he settled over the hidden knot of nerves inside her before strumming the sensitive spot with an exacting pressure. The roar of pending release began to throb in her ears.