Tristan picked me up from the floor and carried me to the bedroom. He left the door open so that if any of his brothers recovered themselves, they could join us. I smiled up at him as he pulled my dress and my underwear off.

“You’re never more beautiful than the moments after you’ve made one of us come. It pleases you.” He looked at me closely, smelled my skin as he moved over me, his own clothes gone now. “I didn’t know it would please a woman to make a man come like it does you.”

“Does it please you when you know you’ve done something that rocks my...