The Bond (Unbroken Raine Falling #4) Read Online Shayla Black

Categories Genre: Angst, Dark, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Unbroken Raine Falling Series by Shayla Black
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Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 150239 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 751(@200wpm)___ 601(@250wpm)___ 501(@300wpm)
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(Unbroken Raine Falling #3) The Bond

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Shayla Black

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One woman. Two friends. Happily ever after?

Macen “Hammer” Hammerman should be enjoying the hard-fought bond he’s craved with Raine Kendall and his best friend, Liam O’Neill. But old ghosts haunt Hammer even as a new threat exhumes demons he thought long buried. Though he does his best to confront them, Raine still needs him since she’s coping with her recent trauma. Liam fights hard to keep their new family intact so they can share a brighter future…but it’s looking dim.

Then a shadowy figure, determined to right old wrongs, sets in motion a vengeful plot that threatens to tear the trio apart forever. With emotions running high and forces mounting against them, can the power of their love slay dangers and vanquish painful pasts for good so they can finally live happily ever after?
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Friday, February 8

Shadows was haunted.

Macen “Hammer” Hammerman stood with his back to the wall in the dungeon of his BDSM club, watching scenes play out around him. The scent of leather filled his head. A whip cracked. A sub he barely knew let out a feminine moan. Bodies entwined. The constant erotic ebb and flow of pleasure that played out around him night after night made him hunger for the only woman he’d ever craved.

Raine Kendall.

In the corner, a Dom spanked his sub. Hammer clenched his fist. It had been too long since he’d felt the burn of his palm on Raine’s taut, lush backside, heard her cry in his ears.

But after the trauma she’d suffered last December, his Dominant urges raged too hot for her. If he unleashed them, he’d break her. Much better for Raine if he stayed away.

In his pocket, his phone buzzed. He pulled out the device and glanced at the screen. His best friend and the man he shared her with, Liam O’Neill, had texted him a video.

When he clicked on the clip, Raine parted her bare thighs. He’d know her body anywhere. Petal-pink silk clung to her hips, framing transparent black lace that kissed her pussy…where Liam had conveniently focused the lens. She dragged her fingers over the damp, clinging fabric, pausing to rub her clit with an audible pant. “Please…” she cried. “Macen!”

Instantly, his cock jolted to life.

Liam’s accompanying message read: Don’t you wish you were here?

Yes. Balls deep. Every fucking night.

Yet you’re always working while Liam is at home, getting his fill of Raine.

Because his best friend was better at balancing his Dominant needs with his sexual ones.

Goddamn it, every time Hammer closed his eyes, the memory of Raine on her knees, looking up at him with blue eyes full of yearning, taunted him. The phantom grip of her pussy squeezed him. Hell, he could almost taste her on his tongue right now.

More blood surged downward. He went from merely hard to steely enough to pound nails.

Hammer shoved the phone in his pocket with a growl. The nagging in his cock wasn’t going away on its own. It never did.

He’d learned that the hard way.

Biting off a curse, he headed to his fucking office. Again.

As he whirled around, he nearly ran into Pike, one of his dungeon monitors. “Carl is coming to bitch at you. Same shit. Just a warning.”

“I don’t have time. Deal with it.”

“He’s insisting on talking to you.”

“Then throw him the fuck out,” Hammer called over his shoulder.

“For the night?”

“Or for-fucking-ever. I don’t give a shit.”

Macen just wanted five damn minutes alone.

He’d barely finished the thought when Carl—an egomaniac of a Dom—approached with an angry scowl.

“I’m getting tired of Knotty Master not cleaning the equipment after—”

“Either tell the man to clean it up or have your sub do it. Do I look like your maid? Your mother?”

Carl narrowed his eyes. “You can’t talk to me that way.”

Hammer clenched his fist, fighting the urge to punch the prick. “I just did.”

Without waiting for Carl’s reply, Hammer stormed across the dungeon, glowering at anyone who dared to make eye contact. The crowd took a collective step back.

Except Beck, Shadows’ resident sadist. He wore a disapproving smirk.

“What?” Macen glared, never breaking his stride.

“Just admiring your people skills…”

“Fuck you.”

Beck shook his head.

This night just kept getting better and better. Hammer’s cock throbbed. Raine’s luscious video burned a hole in his pocket. Why wouldn’t everyone go the hell away so he could enjoy it in peace?

Lewis, his new security geek, approached with a question on his face.

Hammer preempted him. “Is it death, blood, or a lawsuit?”

“Huh? Oh, no. I’m just not sure how to—”

“Save it for later.”

Macen finally prowled the last steps through his office and into his bedroom. He plucked his phone free as he slammed the door behind him. With one hand, he jerked off his tie. With the other, he tapped his thumb on the cell phone’s screen. The video launched. He lay on the bed, yanked down his fly, and lost himself between Raine’s legs.

His dick was already desperate and leaking when he wrapped himself in a tight fist. He jerked on his shaft as Raine’s breathy plea echoed in his ears. The insatiable lust he’d always felt for her flared in his belly. His hold turned brutal at the sight of her slender fingers teasing the nubbin he loved to suckle. Fuck, what he wouldn’t give to plunge his tongue beneath that veil of lace, lap at her sweet-tart cream, and fuck her with his mouth until she screamed his name.

Batting his thumb over the play button again and again, Hammer watched Raine’s self-induced suffering in an endless loop. Memories of the first time she’d drowned him in the wicked heat of her mouth—in this very bed—assailed him. He’d broken his own rule and sunk his fat crest into her narrow slit right here, too. The devastating friction had unraveled every one of his good intentions. He’d fucked her hard.


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