Macen let out a guttural moan. “Fuck, yes.”
“He likes it, love,” Liam whispered as he reached around her and cupped her heavy breasts. “How good will you feel when his fat cock is pushing deep inside you?”
Her nipples throbbed for attention. Desperate for Liam’s touch, Raine arched, but he splayed his fingers wide, avoiding her needy peaks. “Please…”
“You want something, precious?” Hammer traced around her nipple, too, teasing, taunting.
She dug her nails into his shoulders. “Please!”
“Answer him first,” Hammer commanded, tone gravelly.
She didn’t even remember the question.
“I-I can’t think. Macen…” When Hammer slid his cock between her folds again, his thick crest nudging her pouting clit, she groaned and shivered. “I want. I ache. I need.”
“You’ll be begging and sobbing before we’re through,” Hammer taunted as he finally plucked her burning nipples, igniting a ripple of fire up Raine’s spine.
She let out an incoherent cry.
“Such pretty sounds you make,” Liam purred against her ear. “Reach down and slide your fingers in your pussy, Raine, then bring them to my lips. I’m starving for your taste.”
They were her Dominants, and she couldn’t do anything but obey, especially when they made her feel coveted and adored.
Liam urged her onto her knees, and Raine reached between her legs. She dragged her fingertips over the thick veins of Hammer’s cock. When he sucked in a breath, she wrapped him in her fist, savoring his hard, eager heat.
“Jesus.” Hammer bucked his hips. The tendons in his neck bulged as he thrashed his head.
With a siren’s smile, Raine let go and dipped her fingers into her wetness. After she coated them, she darted her gaze over her shoulder and met Liam’s stare, breath held as she lifted her digits to his mouth. When his lips closed around them, she reveled in his moan of approval, her belly tightening as he licked and suckled her fingers clean.
“Like that?” she whispered as she kissed his jaw.
Liam didn’t answer. He tangled his fingers in her hair and kissed her breathless. Her heart rate climbed again when Hammer skimmed his palm up her thigh, heading straight for her pussy.
“Now,” he barked. “I don’t think I can wait another fucking minute.”
“Easy, mate.” Liam rushed to the nightstand. “Let me prepare her properly.”
Hammer’s moan rang with frustration. “Hurry, damn it.”
Before she could second his demand, he dragged her toward his chest, melting her in a searing burn of flesh, muscle, heartbeats. With her ass in the air, Liam dragged his tongue down her spine, laving every inch. As she writhed to meet him, he gripped her cheeks and bit gently at each. Sparks of delight lit her up as he spread her open to him and worked a pair of lubed fingers past the crinkled flesh of her rosebud. Gentle but insistent, he soothed her tight muscles until she relaxed and groaned.
Hammer lifted her up enough to latch on to one of her nipples. With spine-bending suction, he bathed and scraped her hard peak.
She hissed at the swelling pleasure she felt between them. Euphoria heated her blood. Her nails sank into Hammer’s shoulders as they laid claim to her together and she gave them her control.
Macen turned his attention to her other nipple. “Open your ass for him, precious. Let him get you nice and slick so he can slide that thick cock deep inside you.”
Raine gasped for breath as they tormented her aching body with busy hands and lingering mouths. Whimpers and moans slipped from her throat. Though neither said a word, Liam and Hammer communicated in silent understanding, working together to keep her poised between them until she shuddered and bit her lip to hold in a scream.
Finally, they began to work their cocks—inch by inch—inside her, stretching her needy flesh. A keening cry tore from her throat as they both slid home. Grunts and groans, moans and whimpers—the language of their love—echoed off the walls. Their musk swirled with the scent of lust and wrapped itself around her.
Raine was lost.
She reached for the rushing bliss, desperate for the affirmation and promise in their embrace. With each surging thrust and forceful lunge, they bestowed on her not only a physical mating but a gift. A vow that no matter what tomorrow might bring, in their hearts they would be joined together for life.
As Liam inched out from her pulsing rim, Hammer plowed his wide crest deep and long. Their driving rhythm ignited her blood, singed her skin. She melted in a silent plea for their mercy and gave them every bit of her body. The urgency of their grips, the insistence of their lovemaking, told Raine they intended to claim her soul together.
As one, they stilled, paused. She shivered, the need beyond her control.
“More… Oh, god. Please. Macen. Liam. Don’t stop…”
Hammer lashed his fingers over her nipples until she moaned. “Who gives the orders here, precious?”