Page 67 of Raise Me Up

Where Liam was rough with Beau, he gently eases me down onto my hands and knees with a palm in the middle of my shoulders. He trails his fingers down each bump of my spine as he wedges a knee between my legs to spread them.

Naked and exposed, I have a thought to feel embarrassed, but then I look at Beau in the same vulnerable position and fall into a place of desire and nothing else.

All hard muscle and hot skin, Liam covers me with his body. He runs his mouth up my neck, halting at the hollow behind my ear. “Look at you, angel. So perfect for us. Gonna train you to take both of our cocks.”

Heat floods me from head to toe.

“Jesus,” Beau mumbles.

Liam guides my head to the side, pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. While I’m distracted, he touches a finger to a place I’ve never been touched before. He taps me there, then circles around and around to massage me. Whimpering, I slump down onto the bed.

“Oh, no. We haven’t even started yet.” Liam hauls me back onto my hands and knees. His finger returns to my hole, testing the muscle there.

“More, Liam.” I want to prove I can handle whatever he throws at me. I want every side of him.

Liam nips at my jaw. “An angel who wants to be bad, hmm?”

I can’t focus on words when he keeps smoothing his finger over my rim. He runs his tongue and teeth along my neck as he starts to push that finger, now slicked with lube, inside me.

“Relax,” he murmurs. “I won’t hurt you. Let me inside.”

Shutting my eyes, I give myself over to Liam fully. At first, when he pushes into the tightness of my body, I’m not sure about the sensation. It’s…strange, but the more he stretches me, pressing hot kisses to my neck and shoulders, the more I succumb to pleasure.

“You’re doing so good. You can take another.”

“Please,” I beg.

A second finger enters me. I practice a deep breath and let him work me open. I’m not sure how anything else will fit. But soon the slow movement of his fingers has me rocking backward, eager for more.

“Liam.”

His teeth nip at my earlobe. “I’m going to plug you. Then you’re going to ride my cock. Understood?”

All I can do is nod. Words don’t exist anymore. Time and logic and thought don’t either. Nothing but pleasure gifted by this devastatingly hot, considerate man.

Liam carefully presses the cold plug inside me. I gasp as my muscles suck the toy into place. He kisses my spine, and then his body heat is gone, replaced with the chill of the air circulating the room.

When I sit up, I have to hold still for a few moments to get used to the sensation in my ass. I watch Liam walking over to an oversized black leather chair by the windows.

Is that piece of furniture new, too? Or was I not paying much attention the first night we spent in his room?

Liam sits down, a dark king on a throne. Moonlight bleeds through the cracks in the blinds, highlighting his sculpted, tattooed body. His thick legs are spread wide, giving a perfect view of his proud cock.

My mouth waters.

“Come here. Both of you,” Liam orders.

His sultry tone is a siren call we can’t ignore. Beau and I crawl out of bed to kneel at his legs. I’m not sure why I do it. I don’t think I would kneel for anyone else.

A toxic voice bubbles up in my head, seeking to make me feel wrong for what I’m doing. Dirty for doing these kinds of things with two men.

Liam leans down to capture my chin with his calloused hand. “Enough.”

My negative thoughts wither, crawling back into their dark holes.

“You’re safe with me, Anastasia.”

I nod, relieved that he knows my mind so well and can easily take control of it.