"Both," Eve admitted, because lying to him was pointless. He could smell her arousal, could probably read every micro-expression on her face.
Damon's grin turned feral. "Honest. I like that." He prowled onto the bed, caging her beneath him with his muscular arms. "Now tell me..what did it feel like? Feeding from them while they fucked?"
Eve's cheeks burned, but Damon's hand wrapped around her throat....not squeezing, just holding, reminding her who was in control.
"Answer me," he said softly. "Or I'll edge you for the next three hours and not let you come at all."
"It felt..." Eve struggled to find words. "Overwhelming. Their pleasure was feeding into me, and I could feel everything they felt. Lily's desperation. Marcus's possessiveness. The way they fit together perfectly because they're mates."
"And?" Damon prompted, his thumb stroking her pulse point.
"And it made me come," Eve whispered. "Without being touched. Just from the energy alone."
