Silas's hand found her c**t, working it with devastating precision. "Come now," he commanded. "Show us how much you love being used."
Eve shattered, her scream muffled by Damon's c**k in her throat. Her legs gave out, held up only by Damian's bruising grip on her hips and the wall she was pressed against.
Both brothers followed her over the edge, filling her from both ends simultaneously.
When they finally pulled away, Eve would have collapsed if Silas hadn't caught her.
"Enough," he said firmly. "She needs food and rest. We're going to break her if we keep this up."
"She's not broken yet," Damon pointed out. "She's still standing. Still responsive. Still wanting more."
"Because she doesn't know better," Silas countered. "Because she thinks this is normal. But it's not,
