Eve's hand slid between her legs, finding her clit, and the added sensation made her rhythm falter. Silas's hands tightened on her hips, helping her maintain the pace, and the angle was perfect...hitting that spot inside her that made stars explode behind her eyelids.
"That's it," Silas said, his voice strained. "Just like that. Don't stop."
Eve's fingers moved faster. The pleasure was building quickly, coiling tight in her core, and when Damian's teeth scraped her shoulder she came with a cry that echoed through the room.
Silas thrust up hard, following her over, and Eve felt him pulse inside her as her body clenched around him.
She collapsed forward onto his chest, breathing hard, and felt his arms come around her.
"One," Damon said with dark amusement. "We're just getting started."
Damon pulled her off Silas gently, turning her so she was on her hands and knees facing the headboard. He positioned himself behind her, his hands stroking down her spine with reverent care.
