Chapter 8:SURVIVAL

Damon's mouth closed around her nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak. Combined with Damian's relentless assault between her legs, the pleasure was overwhelming.

She was going to come. She couldn't hold it back. It was building too fast, too intense.

"Don't," Damian warned against her flesh, somehow sensing how close she was. "Hold it."

"I can't," Eve sobbed, her body trembling with the effort of holding back.

"You can," Silas said firmly. "And you will. Because if you come without permission on your first night, we'll punish you in ways that will make you wish you'd had more control."

The threat should have scared her. Instead, it sent another jolt of arousal through her system.

What was wrong with her?

Damian pulled back just enough to keep her on the edge without pushing her over. His fingers replaced his mouth, sliding inside her while his thumb worked her clit in slow circles.

"You taste sweet," he said, his gray eyes meeting hers. "Addictive. I could do this for hours."

"Please don't," Eve gasped. "Please, I can't take hours of this."

"You can," Damon said, his mouth trailing down her stomach. "And you will. Because your pleasure belongs to us now. We decide when you get relief. We decide how much. We decide everything."

The power dynamic should have terrified her. Should have made her want to run. But something in Eve responded to it....something dark and hungry that she'd never acknowledged before.

Maybe this was why she'd never enjoyed sex before. Maybe she'd been waiting for someone to take control, to push her, to demand her complete surrender.

Or maybe she was just rationalizing because her body was on fire and she'd do anything...say anything....for the release they were denying her.

Damian added a third finger, stretching her wider. The burn was immediate but not unpleasant. "We need to make sure you can take us," he said. "All of us. And we're not small men."

Eve's eyes widened. She'd been so focused on the immediate sensations that she hadn't thought about what came next. About the fact that there were three of them and one of her.

"Don't worry," Damon's laugh was dark. "We'll prepare you. We always take care of what's ours."

What's ours. The possessiveness in his voice should have bothered her. Instead, it made her clench around Damian's fingers.

"She likes that," Silas observed. "Being claimed. Being owned."

"Do you, Eve?" Damian asked, his fingers curling inside her. "Do you like belonging to us?"

She wanted to say no. Wanted to maintain some shred of dignity. But Silas's hand tightened in her hair, a silent reminder.

Don't lie.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Yes, what?" Damon prompted.

"Yes, I... I like it." The admission made her face burn, but there was also relief in the honesty.

"Good girl," Damian praised, and her body responded immediately, clenching around his fingers. "Now. Are you ready to come for us?"

"Yes," Eve gasped. "God, yes, please."

"Then come," Damian commanded. "Now."

It was like he'd flipped a switch. The orgasm crashed over her with devastating force, tearing a scream from her throat. Her body convulsed, every muscle locking as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.

Damian worked her through it, his fingers gentling but not stopping until she was a trembling mess on the silk sheets.

"Beautiful," Silas murmured above her. "Absolutely beautiful when you let go."

Eve couldn't respond. Couldn't think. Her entire body felt like liquid, boneless and wrung out.

"That's one," Damon said, and Eve's eyes flew open.

"One?"

His smile was wicked. "Did you think we were done? Little dancer, we haven't even started."

Before she could process that, Damian pulled his fingers out and Damon took his place between her legs. His mouth was on her before she could catch her breath, licking and sucking with even less mercy than his brother.

"Wait," Eve gasped, oversensitive and overwhelmed. "I need...I need a minute..."

"No breaks," Damian said, his hand replacing Damon's on her breast. "You come as many times as we decide. And we're not satisfied yet."