He pulled out and flipped her over onto her stomach. But instead of the standard position, he pulled her up onto all fours, then reached forward and grabbed both her wrists, pulling her arms back straight while using them for leverage.
"The Cuffed Doggy," Silas said, pushing back inside. "I control your entire body. You can’t do anything except take what I give you."
He was right. From this position, with her arms pulled back, Eve had no leverage, no control, no ability to do anything except endure the brutal pace Silas set.
Each thrust drove deep, and the angle hit her g-spot with punishing accuracy. Eve’s face was pressed into the mattress, her back arched impossibly, completely at his rcy.
"One more," Silas repeated, his voice strained. "Co one more ti. Show how good I make you feel."
His pace increased impossibly...harder, faster, deeper. Eve felt tears leak from her eyes from the intensity of it.
And then....impossibly, the fifth orgasm crashed over her.
This one was different. Longer. Deeper. It seed to go on forever, wave after wave of pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.
Eve heard herself screaming but couldn’t stop. Felt her body convulse but couldn’t control it. Felt Silas roar and slam deep before following her over with enough force that his release felt like it was burning her from the inside out.
And then....
Nothing.
Darkness pulled at Eve, exhaustion and overwhelm dragging her under, and the last thing she felt was Silas catching her as her body went limp.
***
POV: Sila
Silas pulled out carefully and watched his release leak from Eve’s thoroughly used body.
She was unconscious...pletely out, breathing shallow, her skin flushed and marked with handprints and bite marks.
Fuck, his wolf purred with satisfaction. Claid. Marked. Ours.
Silas grabbed a warm towel and cleaned her gently, removing all evidence of their activities. Eve didn’t stir, completely exhausted.
When she was clean, Silas checked her over carefully....making sure he hadn’t actually hurt her, that the positions hadn’t strained anything important. Everything seed fine. She was just thoroughly wrung out.
He pulled the blankets over her sleeping form and settled beside her, watching her breathe.
Five orgasms. Five different positions....each more complex than the last. And she’d taken all of it beautifully.
Silas pressed a kiss to her temple. "Sleep, love. You’ve more than earned it."
He lay beside her, just watching her rest, and felt satisfaction settle deep in his chest.
Damon had made her pass out from intensity.
Now Silas had done the sa.
And when she woke....whenever that was, they’d take care of her properly. Make sure she was okay. Give her whatever she needed.
But for now, she just needed rest.
And Silas would be right here when she woke up.
***
Eve woke slowly, her body protesting every movent.
She was sore in places she didn’t know could be sore. Her thighs ached. Her hips felt bruised. And between her legs....
Yeah. She was definitely going to be feeling Silas’s creativity for several days.
Eve opened her eyes to find afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows. Afternoon. She’d slept through the entire morning and well into the day.
A note sat on the nightstand in Silas’s elegant handwriting:
You were thoroughly exhausted (my fault, no regrets). Let you sleep. Food and water on the table when you’re ready. Take your ti. We’ll be in the training yard when you feel human again. - S
Despite her soreness, Eve smiled. Her mates knew her too well.
She forced herself out of bed....wincing at every movent....and made her way to the bathroom. A hot bath helped ease the worst of the muscle aches, and by the ti she’d eaten and dressed in comfortable clothes, she felt almost normal again.
Almost.
The walk downstairs proved her legs were still not entirely cooperative, but Eve made it to the main floor without incident.
"Well, well," Brynn’s voice ca from the sitting room. "Look who’s finally vertical. We were starting to wonder if you’d been permanently incapacitated."
Eve turned to find Brynn sprawled on the couch with Maya beside her, both of them grinning like idiots.
"How long have you been waiting to say that?" Eve asked, settling carefully into an armchair.
"About four hours," Maya admitted. "We heard you ca back from the Court yesterday, then you didn’t show up for breakfast or lunch, and Silas had this very satisfied smirk that suggested you weren’t going to be appearing anyti soon."
"He wore you out, didn’t he?" Brynn’s grin was knowing. "I can tell by the way you’re moving. Carefully. Like everything hurts in the best way."
Eve felt heat creep up her neck. "Can we please not discuss my sex life?"
"Why not? It’s clearly spectacular." Maya’s expression turned curious. "Though I have to ask....how do you keep up with three mates? Like, logistically? Don’t you get exhausted?"
"Yes," Eve said honestly. "Frequently. As evidenced by the fact that I just slept for sixteen hours straight."
"Worth it though?" Brynn asked.
Eve thought about Damon’s brutal claiming in the shower. About Silas’s creative positions and devastating intensity. About the absolute certainty of being completely loved and thoroughly claid.
"Completely worth it," she confird.
"Good." Brynn stood and stretched. "Now that you’re conscious again, we actually need to talk about pack business. You’ve been back from the Court for a day and a half, and there are several things that need the Luna’s attention."
Eve blinked. "The Luna’s attention specifically? Why not just handle it through the Alphas?"
"Because you’re not just the Alphas’ mate anymore. You’re the pack’s Luna. And there are certain things that fall under Luna jurisdiction." Brynn pulled out what looked like a list. "We have three new pack mbers requesting integration....all wolves from other territories who want to join Blackwood. There’s a dispute between two families about territory boundaries that needs diation. And the pack pups are asking when you’re going to visit the school again."
"School?"
"The pack runs education for our younger mbers," Maya explained. "Ages five through seventeen. Human curriculum plus pack history, control training, that sort of thing. You visited once a few months ago, and apparently you made an impression. They keep asking when the Luna is coming back."
Eve absorbed that. She’d known theoretically that being Luna ca with responsibilities beyond just being mated to the Alphas. But she’d been so focused on Court politics and reform implentation that she hadn’t really engaged with the pack-specific duties.
"Okay," Eve said. "Walk through what I actually need to do. Start with the new pack mbers."
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