From this angle he was impossibly deep. Eve's head fell back against his shoulder as he started to move....long, thorough strokes that hit every nerve ending.
"Watch," Damian ordered, turning her face toward the mirror across the room.
Eve's eyes widened. She could see everything...could see herself impaled on Damian's cock, could see the way her body accepted him, could see Damon and Silas watching with dark, hungry eyes.
"See how perfect you are?" Damian murmured in her ear, his hips never stopping their steady rhythm. "See how well you take me? How beautiful you are when you're being fucked?"
Eve couldn't look away from the mirror. Couldn't stop watching herself being claimed.
Damon appeared beside them and slid his fingers between her legs, finding her clit. The added stimulation made Eve cry out.
"That's it," Damon encouraged. "Let us hear you. No one here to care how loud you get."
