FOUR WEEKS, SIX DAYS INTO THE CONTRACT - THURSDAY, 5:15 AM
They had thirty-two minutes.
Thirty-two minutes before the brothers had to walk out that door and leave Eve for three days. Thirty-two minutes to reinforce a bond that had to survive separation. Thirty-two minutes to say everything that needed to be said and do everything that needed to be done.
Thirty-two minutes that might be all they had left.
Dr. Thorne had been diplomatic about it, taking Mrs. Blackwood to finish setting up the dical station in the adjoining room, giving them privacy. But Eve could feel the clock ticking, could feel each second slipping away like sand through her fingers.
"No talking," Eve said, her voice surprisingly steady. "We don’t have ti for words. We have ti for this."
She pulled Damian to her, her hands already working at his tactical gear. He’d dressed for war....dark clothing, weapons strapped to his body, every inch the alpha warrior about to face fifty hostile wolves.
But right now, she needed him as her mate. Not her alpha. Her mate.
"Eve....." Damian started, but she cut him off with a kiss that was more desperation than desire.
"No talking," she repeated against his lips. "Just claim . All of you. One last ti before you go. Make feel it so deeply that I’ll feel it for the entire three days you’re gone."
Sothing in Damian’s eyes shifted....from the controlled alpha preparing for battle to the mate who was about to leave the most precious thing in his world. His hands went to her dress, and he didn’t bother with buttons or zippers.
He ripped it.
The fabric tore with a sound that was almost obscene in the quiet room, and Eve gasped as the cool air hit her suddenly bare skin. She wore nothing underneath....they’d learned weeks ago that underwear was pointless when they wanted her this constantly.
"Like that," Eve breathed. "Desperate. Rough. Make rember."
Damian’s control snapped. His mouth claid hers brutally as his hands mapped her body with barely restrained violence. Not to hurt....never to hurt....but to mark, to claim, to brand her as his in ways that would last long after he was gone.
"On the bed," he commanded, his voice rough. "On your back. Legs spread."
Eve obeyed, her heart racing. Damon and Silas had already stripped off their own tactical gear, their bodies hard and ready, their eyes dark with the sa desperate need that was clawing through all of them.
"We’re going to take you together," Damian said, positioning himself between her legs. His massive thirteen inches pressed against her entrance, and even wet and ready as she was, even stretched from weeks of constant use, the size of him made her breath catch. "All three of us. One last ti. We’re going to claim every part of you so thoroughly that you’ll feel us inside you for days."
"Yes," Eve gasped. "Please. I need...."
"We know what you need," Damon said, moving to kneel beside the bed. His hand cupped her breast, thumb circling her nipple with devastating precision. "You need us to fuck you so hard you can’t think about anything else. You need us to make you scream. You need us to remind your body who it belongs to."
"All of that," Eve agreed desperately. "Everything. Give everything."
Damian thrust inside, and Eve’s back arched off the bed. All thirteen inches filled her in one brutal stroke, stretching her impossibly, hitting so deep she saw stars.
"That’s one," Damian groaned, his control already fraying. "Damon, get in position."
Damon moved behind Eve, helping Damian lift her so she was suspended between them. Then Damon’s cock pressed against her ass, lubed and ready.
"No prep ti," Damon warned. "We don’t have ti to be gentle."
"I don’t want gentle," Eve gasped. "I want to feel this for days. Pound . Wreck . Make rember."
Damon pushed inside her ass in one hard thrust, and Eve scread. The double penetration....Damian’s thirteen inches in her pussy, Damon’s thick cock in her ass....was overwhelming, impossible, perfect.
"Christ," Damon groaned. "I can feel you, brother. Can feel every inch of you through the thin wall separating us. This is....fuck—"
They began to move, their rhythm brutal from the start. No slow build, no gentle warm-up. Just hard, claiming thrusts that drove the breath from Eve’s lungs and made her entire body shake.
"Silas," she gasped when she could speak. "Need your cock in my mouth. Need all three of you."
Silas moved to kneel by her head, his cock at perfect height. "Open."
Eve opened, and he pushed inside, fucking her throat with the sa intensity his brothers were using on her body. All three holes filled, all three brothers claiming her simultaneously, complete and utter possession.
This was what she’d demanded. What she needed. The bond reinforced through the most primal connection possible....all three of them inside her at once, their bodies joining in ways that went beyond simple sex into sothing almost spiritual.
"Look at her," Damon said, his voice strained. "Taking all of us. So fucking perfect. Made for this. Made for us."
"Ours," Damian agreed, his pace increasing. "Completely ours. No matter how far away we are, you’re ours, Eve. Say it."
Eve couldn’t speak around Silas’s cock in her throat, but she made a sound of agreent, her body clenching around all three of them in response.
"She understands," Silas said, his dark eyes holding hers even as he fucked her mouth. "She knows. Our mate. Our soul bond. Distance doesn’t change that."
They moved faster now, harder, chasing sothing beyond orgasm. Trying to forge the bond into sothing unbreakable through sheer physical intensity.
Eve felt the familiar build of pleasure, but this ti it was different. Sharper. More intense. Like every nerve ending was on fire, like the bond was amplifying everything tenfold.
"She’s glowing," Damon said, awe in his voice. "Look at her skin. She’s glowing so bright...."
It was true. Eve could see it even with her eyes half-closed—golden light emanating from her skin, so bright it lit up the entire room. Not just during orgasm this ti, but constantly, pulsing in rhythm with their thrusts.
"The spell," Silas gasped. "It’s reacting. The bond is fighting the binding."
"Good," Damian growled. "Let it fight. Let the bond prove it’s stronger than any spell."
Eve ca first, her body convulsing around all three of them, her scream muffled by Silas’s cock. The golden light exploded outward, so bright that all three brothers had to close their eyes against it.
The orgasm triggered theirs....all three brothers coming simultaneously, roaring their releases, filling her completely from all three holes.
But they didn’t stop.
"Again," Damian commanded, still hard inside her. "We have ti for one more round. And this ti....."
He pulled out, and Damon did the sa. Before Eve could process the sudden emptiness, they were rearranging her.
"This ti you’re taking both of us in your pussy," Damian said. "And Silas in your ass. Different configuration. Different claim."
Eve’s eyes widened. "Both.....in my pussy? That’s....."
"Possible," Damon interrupted. "We’ve done it before. Rember? Your body can handle it. And we need to claim you in every possible way before we leave."
Damian lay on his back, pulling Eve on top of him. His thirteen inches slid into her pussy, and before she could adjust, Damon was there behind her, pressing into the sa entrance.
"Breathe," Damian commanded as Damon pushed forward. "Your body knows how to take us.’’
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