Sweat ran in rivulets down his chest. He eased inside her gently, panting, undecided. He flicked a questioning stare Liam’s way.
“It’s all right, brother,” Liam reassured with a nod. “Let’s let our girl fly. What do you say?”
“Yes!” Raine broke free of Liam’s hold and pressed his palms over her breasts. “I need you both. I’m dying without you…”
Liam pinched her nipples. Raine’s soft kitten moan brought Hammer back to the present. Yes. They needed to set her free, then follow her into ecstasy.
Focused on Raine’s pleasure, Hammer rocked into her, finding a steady rhythm that alternated with Liam’s. When he glided his thumb over her clit once more, Raine sighed blissfully.
With every stroke, he picked up the pace. The sounds of their flesh slapping accompanied by Liam’s grunts and Raine’s whimpers echoed in the cavernous room. The musky scent of sex surrounded them.
As she clutched and released his driving shaft in impending climax, tingles shot up his spine. He tossed his head back, jaw tight, and roared at the searing ecstasy burning through his bloodstream.
He might not be marking her at the moment, but the memory of those he’d left now and the first time he’d taken her to bed rolled through his mind. Nothing like knowing Raine looked as if she belonged with him… Even the thought was decimating his self-control.
“Say the word, man,” Hammer rumbled. “I’m on the edge.”
“Right there with you,” Liam assured, his voice low and torn, as he squeezed Raine’s breasts and thrust up beneath them. “Oh, love… You feel so perfect. I don’t want this to end. But you’ve brought us to our limits. Are you ready?”
Raine clawed at Liam’s arms. “More than ready.”
“You want it?” Hammer knew she did, but he craved hearing it again.
“Yes!” she croaked.
Macen gritted his teeth and staved off his need to come for just a moment more. “Tell us how much.”
Her eyes flew open. Her pools of blue had darkened. Her expression speared him with fire that shot straight to his balls. “I fucking need this. Let me come for you. God, let me…”
“Do it,” Liam barked. “Come. We want to feel you. I’ve got to have it.”
As soon as Raine climaxed, she would drag him over the edge with her.
Beyond eager to feel the painful, exquisite death of this sweltering demand, he bellowed as he drove inside her again.
“Now!” Hammer commanded her.
Her body seized on their cocks, strangling so tight he couldn’t move or breathe. Fuck yeah. Blackness swam in his vision as he tried to delve deeper into the molasses grip of her cunt. Rapture gripped him by the balls, squeezed his heart, and flattened him with a steamroller of pleasure even as he soared into a blinding, piercing euphoria he’d never experienced.
Oh, he’d never get enough of this.
Liam let out a ferocious roar as he pumped into Raine from behind while she spasmed around them, her velvet walls fluttering and clutching, and howled out her release in an endless hoarse cry that echoed even after she fell silent.
As the three of them lay, panting and sweating, in a tangled heap, Hammer floated back to earth one boneless limb at a time. He loved the feel of her body, steaming and lush, pressed against him. He felt dead and yet more alive than he’d ever felt in his life.
“Holy crap,” Raine gasped, sounding dazed.
Liam fought to catch his breath. “What the hell just happened? I only thought I’d had my mind blown before.”
“No idea what that was,” Macen added, skimming a palm down Raine’s thigh. “But I can’t wait to do it again.”
“Amen.” Liam laughed.
Raine giggled. “I’m going to love playing house with you boys.”
Telling himself he’d remind her soon that he wasn’t a boy at all, Hammer wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her with him, slumping to the bed on his side. Liam turned in tandem as Raine slowly opened her eyes. Love, pure and unfiltered, reflected there. Hammer felt Liam’s hot breath spilling over her shoulder as he cupped her breast.
“We love you, Raine,” Liam whispered in her ear.
“Forever,” Hammer added solemnly.
A soft, contented sigh slipped from her lips as she closed her eyes. “I love you both, too.”
One at a time, they eased from inside her. Liam rolled out of bed first, returning with a warm washcloth. Hammer stood and watched for a moment as his pal cleaned her off with such gentle reverence. Drugged by contentment, Hammer sauntered to the bathroom, trashed the condom, and returned to join them in bed.
As their bodies pressed together, Liam skimmed his hands over her soft flesh. Raine smiled softly. Hammer tugged a strand of her hair and watched as she forced her heavy lids open, peeking up at him beneath her dark lashes. Christ, she was beautiful.
“Yes?” she croaked.
“We haven’t forgotten your earlier rant…” he began, biting back a smirk. “Fourteen fucks, one damn it, one bullshit, one regular shit, and you called me an ass.”