Above her she heard Damon groan, and then he was pulsing in her mouth, and she swallowed instinctively while Silas drove deep one final time and followed them both over the edge.
For a long moment afterward no one moved. Eve was trembling and breathless and convinced she couldn't possibly survive another round.
Then Damian spoke from somewhere behind her.
"Now for the main event."
They positioned her carefully, with a tenderness that seemed at odds with the raw intensity of everything that had come before.
Damian reclined against the headboard, his hands guiding Eve to straddle his lap facing away from him. Silas knelt in front of her, his hands steadying her hips. Damon stood beside the bed, watching with dark, hungry eyes.
"We're going to fill you completely," Damian said in her ear, his voice a low rumble that made her shiver. "All of us. At the same time. Are you ready for that?"
Eve's heart was racing so fast she could hear it in her ears. "Yes."
"Yes what?"
