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I was the odd man out. “What the hell is going on?”

Michio captured my clit in a merciless pinch, and everything inside me liquefied.

He released me, his hand resting on my leg. “When Aiman held you captive, he could’ve found Jesse and Roark and changed them into spiders. Do you know why he didn’t?”

I knew why Aiman hadn’t killed them, but I hadn’t considered the possibility of turning them into spiders. Jesse and Roark regarded me with steady eyes. They must’ve already discussed this. I shook my head.

Michio brushed his fingertips across my inner thigh. “Because he didn’t know if they had been consuming your blood like I had. I didn’t know either. They could’ve nicked you with their teeth during a kiss. Could’ve accidentally ingested a splattered particle of your blood during any one of your injuries. His attempt to turn them into spiders might have instead turned them into walking vaccines. It was too risky, and he was arrogant enough to believe they weren’t a threat to his plan.”

Jesus. I didn’t know if they’d consumed my blood either. It was possible, but it would’ve been such an imperceptible amount. “Why are you telling me this?”

Roark kissed my shoulder. “Jesse and I have been ingesting your blood, love. The vials ye fill every day? He and I and the fifty other men who reside in this dam have been taking sips every week for the past couple months.”

A flood of emotions surged through me, increasing the energetic pressure beneath my rib cage. If any of the men were bitten, if Jesse or Roark were bitten, they would be immune to the programming.

I smiled, shakily, my throat aching. “Thank you. That is… God, that makes me feel so much better about your safety.”

About whatever happened after my death. I couldn’t say it aloud, not while I was nude with my legs spread. But I would die knowing my daughter’s fathers wouldn’t be turned into mindless spiders.

Jesse gripped my knee, sliding his hand upward until his fingers met Michio’s at the crease of my thigh and hip. “Doc is going to bite us.”

My eyes widened as images of Michio’s fangs sinking into their necks flashed through my head. Would they come the way I always did? Instantly and violently? It was exhilarating, overwhelming, the way my body responded to the idea.

I looked at Roark. “You’re okay with this?”

He shrugged, and the corner of his mouth lifted. “Doc’s superior agility annoys the bloody hell out of me.”

I shifted my attention to Jesse. “You’ll lose your fertility.”

He touched my belly. “I’ll have my hands full with this one.” His eyes hardened. “We need Doc’s strength and speed, Evie. Every day we put this off is a risk we take with our lives.” He lowered his gaze to my stomach. “With her life.”

Made sense. If the dam fell under attack by spiders, it would be easier to protect our daughter with equivalent power.

I met Michio’s eyes. “You said you were going to do something in our room. You were referring to this? You’re going to bite them now?”

“Yes.”

With that one word, Michio’s entire demeanor changed from analytical doctor to dominating lover. Moving faster than my eyes could track, he blurred behind Jesse between my legs, his hand closing around Jesse’s and guiding their fingers to my pussy.

Jesse went still, staring determinedly into my eyes. He wasn’t scared or nervous. This man feared nothing. They’d obviously already discussed how this would go, but I was still whirling over the news.

“Will you bite the other men in the dam as well?”

Jesse and Michio slid their fingers inside me, stroking my arousal along a rising wave, as Roark answered. “We’ve seen what Doc’s bite does to ye.”

It turned me into a quivering, explosive blob, detonating with so much euphoric pressure it felt like an out-of-body experience.

I grinned, my inner walls clamping around their invading fingers. “You don’t want to be responsible for giving our soldiers the best orgasms of their lives?”

“It would be awkward.” Michio lowered his head and scraped his fangs along Jesse’s shoulder.

Fuck, I was so absorbed in that promising gesture, it took me a moment to register that Roark’s hand had joined Jesse’s and Michio’s. Together, the three of them traced my opening, slipped through my wetness, and thrust inside me, shooting a spiral of pleasure through my body.

Roark leaned over my chest and swirled his tongue around my nipple. “We want to give ye something, love.”

Their fingers stroked my sensitive flesh, turning my cunt into an achy throb of heat. In about two seconds, I would give it right back in a gripping explosion around their hands.

Michio removed his fingers and bent toward the bag on the floor. When he set a bottle of lube on the couch, my ass clenched in anticipation.

“That’s not for you.” Michio slid his hands around Jesse’s ribs, his fingers lowering over twitching abs and lingering on the waistband of Jesse’s briefs.