The Alpha Kings And Their Stripper Mate

Chapter 52: Chapter 51: MIDNIGHT HUNGER I

MONDAY MORNING - THREE DAYS AFTER TRANSFORMATION 3:47 AM

Eve woke to hunger.

Not the gradual, building need from previous mornings. This was immediate, intense, desperate.....her body screaming for energy it didn’t have, her succubus nature demanding to be fed NOW.

She gasped, her hand clutching her chest where a sharp, painful ache was building. The hunger was so intense it physically hurt, like her body was eating itself from the inside out.

Her skin began to glow....but it was dim, weak, barely visible in the darkness. Not the bright golden light of a healthy, fed succubus. This was the faint, flickering glow of someone starving.

Eve looked at the three brothers sleeping soundly beside her. Damian on her left, his face peaceful in sleep. Damon in front of her, his breathing deep and even. Silas on her right, one arm draped protectively over her waist even in sleep.

They looked exhausted.

The pack meeting had drained them....dealing with territorial disputes, managing Cassandra’s hostility, maintaining control while every male in the room was affected by Eve’s presence. Then they’d come home and fed her for hours, giving her everything she needed until she was satisfied.

They needed rest. Deserved rest.

Eve couldn’t wake them just because she was hungry again. It had only been a few hours since they’d fed her. This was too much, too soon, too demanding.

I’ll just wait, Eve thought, lying back down and trying to breathe through the pain. I’ll wait until morning. They need sleep.

But the hunger didn’t care about what they needed. It grew stronger, more insistent, the pain in her chest spreading outward until her entire body ached with it.

Tears started sliding down her face....silent, frustrated tears that she tried desperately to muffle. She pressed her hand over her mouth to keep from making any sound, not wanting to disturb them.

What’s wrong with me? she thought miserably. Why can’t I control this? Why do I need them so much, so often? I’m pathetic. I’m a burden. I’m....

The hunger intensified, and Eve’s vision started to blur. Her already dim glow flickered, threatening to go out completely.

She was getting weaker. Fast.

Just a little longer, she told herself, even as her body began to tremble. Just let them sleep a little longer.

But her body had other ideas. The weakness spread rapidly.....her limbs growing heavy, her breathing becoming shallow, her consciousness starting to drift.

She was half-fainting from starvation, and she hadn’t even realized how dangerous it had become.

Damon stirred. freewebnovel.cσ๓

Something...instinct, the bond, some primal awareness that his mate was in distress.....pulled him from sleep. His eyes opened, immediately finding Eve in the darkness.

What he saw made his blood run cold.

Eve was glowing, but so dimly he could barely see it. Her skin was pale, almost translucent. Her eyes were half-closed, tears streaming down her face. And her body was trembling violently, like she was freezing despite the warm room.

"EVE!" Damon sprang up, grabbing her, shaking her gently. "Eve! Eve, wake up! What’s wrong?"

His shout woke the other brothers instantly. Both Damian and Silas were alert in seconds, their eyes finding Eve’s near-lifeless form in Damon’s arms.

"What happened?" Damian demanded, immediately reaching for her.

"I don’t know," Damon said, his voice tight with fear. "She’s...something’s wrong...."

Damian took Eve from his brother, cradling her against his chest. "Eve. Eve, baby, open your eyes. What’s wrong? Please open your eyes."

Eve’s eyes fluttered but didn’t fully open. She was barely conscious, her body shutting down from lack of energy.

"Look at her skin," Silas said, his voice sharp with realization. "She’s glowing but the light is so dim. That’s.....that’s starvation. She’s starving."

"What?" Damon’s voice cracked. "But we fed her just hours ago. How can she be starving already?"

"Eve," Damian said urgently, patting her face gently, trying to bring her back to consciousness. "Eve, stay with me. Open your eyes. Come on, baby, open your eyes."

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Eve’s eyes opened—just a crack, her amber gaze unfocused and weak.

"I’m hungry," she whispered, her voice so faint they had to lean in to hear her. "I need... to feed..."

"THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU WAKE US UP?!" Damon snapped, his fear translating into anger. "Why, Eve? Why did you let it get this bad?"

"I didn’t... want to... wake you," Eve managed, each word taking enormous effort. "You were... sleeping so soundly... you looked tired... I didn’t want... to wake you up..."

SLAM!

Silas’s fist connected with the wall so hard it left a dent in the plaster. "YOU SHOULD HAVE WOKEN US UP, EVE!" he roared, his usual calm completely shattered. "You’re our MATE! It’s our RESPONSIBILITY to feed you! To keep you safe! You don’t get to decide to starve yourself because you think we need sleep!"

"Why did you endure this?" Silas continued, his voice breaking. "Why, Eve? Why would you hurt yourself like this? We told you....we TOLD you....that you need to take what you need from us. Always. No matter what. WHY....."

He didn’t finish because Damian was already moving.

Still holding Eve, he yanked up her silk pajama top and practically ripped off her shorts, baring her to the three of them. Then he lifted her effortlessly, positioning her above his dick.

"This is what happens when you don’t wake us up," Damian said, his voice hard with anger and fear. "This is what happens when you try to be considerate instead of taking care of yourself."

He slammed her down onto his cock in one brutal thrust, burying all thirteen inches inside her with no preparation, no warm-up, and with no mercy.

Eve SCREAMED.....the sound mixing pain and pleasure and overwhelming relief as her body finally got what it desperately needed.

Damian didn’t give her time to adjust. Didn’t wait for her to catch her breath. Just started pounding into her with punishing force, each thrust making the bed shake, making Eve’s whole body jolt.

"Do you feel that?" Damian growled, his pace brutal and relentless. "Do you feel how much you need this? How your body is literally DYING without it?"

"Yes," Eve sobbed, her glow already brightening as energy flowed into her through the connection. "Yes, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry...."

"If you want to feed, you TAKE what you need," Damian said, each word punctuated with a brutal thrust. "You don’t fucking STARVE yourself because you think we need sleep. Do you hear me?"

"I hear you," Eve cried, tears streaming down her face...part relief, part shame, part overwhelming pleasure as he fucked her with furious intensity.

"Say it," Damian commanded, his grip on her hips bruising. "Say you won’t starve yourself again."

"I won’t...." Eve gasped as he hit particularly deep. "I won’t starve myself...."

"Again!" Damian demanded.

"I won’t starve myself again!" Eve screamed as her first orgasm hit, golden light exploding from her skin so brightly it illuminated the entire room.