Silas's tongue circled her clit with maddening precision, occasionally dipping lower to taste where Damian's cock was buried inside her. The intimacy of it....of Silas tasting both of them at once...made Eve's head spin.
"Please," she gasped. "I need..."
"Not yet," Silas said, pulling back. "We're taking our time with you tonight. Making you feel every second of it."
Damon appeared beside the bed with what looked like silk scarves. "Arms above your head."
Eve raised her arms, and Damon tied her wrists together, then secured them to the headboard. Not tight enough to hurt, but firm enough that she couldn't move them.
"Perfect," Damon said, stepping back to admire his work. "Now you just lie there and take what we give you."
Damian started moving beneath her....slow, deliberate thrusts that made Eve gasp. At the same time, Silas returned his mouth to her clit, working her with devastating skill.
