Eve woke to the familiar pull of hunger....but this time, she didn't hesitate.
She reached for the bracelet on her wrist, checking the gem. Yellow. Time to feed.
"I'm hungry," she said immediately, not waiting, not trying to be considerate. The brothers, already awake and watching her, moved immediately.
"Good girl," Damian praised, pulling her into his arms. "Asking right away. That's exactly what we need from you."
"How do you want it this morning?" Damon asked, his hands already working to remove her silk nightgown.
"I want to ride Damian," Eve said, her confidence growing as she embraced her needs. "I want to control the pace this time."
"Then ride me," Damian said, lying back and pulling her on top of him. His thirteen inches stood proud and ready, and Eve positioned herself above him.
