Every nerve in Sofia's body felt like it was being electrocuted. Alaric and Damien moved in a tight, synchronized grind, their heavy groans vibrating against her skin as they bottomed out inside her at the same time. The sound of their bodies slamming against hers—wet, rhythmic, and primal—echoed off the luxury walls of the apartment.
"Yes! Harder!" Sofia screamed, her head thrashing. Her internal walls were clamped so tightly around both of them that the men were gasping for air, their eyes glowing with a feral light.
Suddenly, Sofia's body went rigid. A blinding, silvery light exploded behind her eyes. The heat didn't just burn anymore—it transformed. Her human mind, clouded by pain and pleasure, finally snapped, and the White Wolf surged forward with a roar that was felt rather than heard.
