"Look at her," Damon said, his green eyes gleaming. "Already wet. Her body knows what it wants even if her mind is still fighting."
"I'm not..." Eve started to protest, but Silas's hand covered her mouth.
He leaned over her, his dark eyes inches from hers. "Rule number three. Don't lie to us. We can smell your arousal, hear your heart racing, see the way your pupils dilate. Your body tells us everything, so there's no point in pretending."
He removed his hand slowly, his fingers trailing across her lips. "Understand?"
Eve nodded, not trusting her voice.
"Good girl," Silas murmured, and the praise made something clench low in her belly.
Damian's hand slid up her calf, over her knee, stopping at her inner thigh. "We're going to touch you now. Learn your body. Find out wha
