They lay tangled together on the conference table, panting and trembling. When the brothers finally pulled out, Eve whimpered at the loss, feeling impossibly empty despite being more than satisfied.

"That was..." Damon couldn’t finish the sentence.

"Impossible," Silas supplied. "That should have been impossible."

"But it wasn’t," Damian said, sitting up and looking at Eve with something like awe. "She took all three of us. At once. And she didn’t just survive it....she loved it."

Eve couldn’t deny it. Despite the soreness, despite the overwhelming fullness, despite the impossibility of it.....her body was already humming with satisfaction, with rightness.

"The glow was stronger," Silas observed. "Much stronger. It lit up the whole room for at least fifteen seconds."

"And her scream," Damon added. "The whole pack probably heard that. They’ll know exactly what we were doing to her."

"Good," Damian said possessively. "Let them know. Let everyone know she’s ours."

Eve tried to sit up and her body protested. She was sore in places she didn’t know could be sore, stretched beyond what should be possible.

"I need..." she started, then stopped.

"What do you need?" Silas asked gently.

"A bath. Food. Sleep. Probably in that order."

"We’ll draw you a bath," Damian decided. "Mrs. Blackwood will bring food. And then you sleep in our bed while we actually try to get some work done."

"Will you be able to?" Eve asked. "Focus, I mean. After... that?"

The brothers exchanged glances.

"Maybe for a few hours," Damon admitted. "But we’re going to need you again tonight."

"Always," Silas added quietly. "We’re always going to need you."

The weight of those words hung in the air as they helped her down from the table and wrapped her in one of their suit jackets.

As they walked her back to their quarters, Eve caught sight of several pack members in the hallway. Their eyes widened, nostrils flaring as they scented what had just happened.

They knew. Of course they knew.

And from the possessive way the brothers flanked her, hands on her back and hips, they wanted everyone to know.

Eve should have been embarrassed. Should have been humiliated.

Instead, she felt claimed. Owned. Protected.

And as her body already started to crave them again despite the soreness, despite the impossibility of wanting more, Eve realized: 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

She was just as addicted to them as they were to her.

Whatever this was between them, it had moved far beyond a simple contract.

This was something else entirely.

Something that might just consume all four of them before it was done.

***********

LATER - BROTHER DISCUSSION

After settling Eve in their bathtub and making sure she had food, the brothers retreated to the attached study.

"We need to talk about what just happened," Silas said immediately.

"Three cocks," Damon said flatly. "All inside her at once. That shouldn’t be possible."

"But it was," Damian said. "Not only possible, but she took it. Her body adapted, stretched, accommodated all three of us."

"No human woman could do that," Silas stated. "The physical trauma alone would be severe. But she’ll be fine. Sore, yes, but she’ll heal. Quickly. Like always."

"The glow is getting stronger," Damon added. "Lasting longer. It was like the sun in that conference room. If any pack members looked up at the windows..."

"They saw," Damian said grimly. "They saw the light. They heard her scream. They know something unusual is happening."

"We need to tell her," Silas insisted. "She deserves to know what we suspect. What she’s becoming."

"We don’t know for certain....."

"We know enough," Silas interrupted. "We know she’s not human. We know she’s bonded to us. We know whatever she’s becoming, it’s accelerating. The glow, the healing, the impossible stamina...it’s all pointing to one conclusion."

"Which is?"

"That she’s supernatural. Powerful. And ours." Silas’s dark eyes were intense.

"Mate bond or not, she’s ours. And we need to protect her, which means we need to tell her the truth."

"After Dr. Thorne arrives," Damian decided. "Tomorrow. We’ll have confirmation of what she is, and then we tell her everything."

"And if she runs?" Damon asked.

"She won’t," Damian said with certainty. "You saw her face in that conference room. You felt how her body responded. She needs us as much as we need her. She’s not going anywhere."

"Even when she learns the truth? That we’ve been lying to her? Keeping secrets?"

"Even then," Damian said. "Because the bond is already there. Already forming. And bonds like that don’t break."

The brothers fell silent, each lost in thoughts of the woman soaking in their bathtub, covered in their marks, filled with their releases.

Their woman.

Their mate.

Whether any of them had planned for it or not.

But tonight.....tonight they’d claim her again. And again. And again.

Until there was no doubt in anyone’s mind.....hers, theirs, or the pack’s.....exactly who she belonged to.