Knotted By The Devilish Alpha Brothers

Chapter 46: Chapter 46: am i interrupting something?

The sound was pure melody to their ears.

Her body moved without permission, hips shifting restlessly against the sheets, chasing friction she didn’t fully understand. Dean’s bare chest pressed against her, hot and solid, the long strands of his hair brushing her cheek as he deepened the kiss.

Enzo watched for only a few seconds before something restless and unfamiliar twisted in his chest. He didn’t like being outside of it. The realization itself was strange enough to irritate him. He reached out, gripped Amelia’s jaw, and pulled her mouth away from his brother’s.

"My turn."

He turned her face toward him and claimed her lips in one decisive motion. The moment their mouths met, something in him settled—and something else stirred harder.I had missed this. The thought made no sense, yet the truth of it slid under his skin anyway.

Reid moved lower without a word. Strong hands spread her thighs apart. The scent that rose from her—hot, sweet, unmistakably aroused—hit all three of them at once and tightened every muscle in their bodies. Reid pressed his face against the thin fabric of her nightwear shorts, nuzzling directly over her core, breathing her in like he was starving.

Dean caught one of her wrists and pinned it to the mattress above her head. His mouth left a slow, open trail down the side of her neck and across the upper swell of her chest, teeth grazing just enough to make her shiver.

"Ah—Dean..."

Enzo kept her other wrist locked in his grip while he continued to kiss her, deeper, hungrier. Every time she tried to turn her head for air, he followed, claiming her mouth again.

"You’re already this wet," Reid murmured against the damp fabric between her legs, voice rough with satisfaction. "And we haven’t even started properly."

Amelia made a broken sound into Enzo’s mouth.

"Nnh—wait... I can’t—"

Bliss trapped her from every direction. Dean’s tongue and teeth worked over the sensitive skin of her collarbone and the soft curve of her breast. Reid’s face rubbed firm circles against her most sensitive place, the heat of his breath seeping through the thin shorts. Enzo’s mouth dominated hers, swallowing every sound she tried to make.

It was so much more intense than the brief, public moment on the dining table. These men were still the devils... but they were devastatingly good at this.

"Enzo—mmph—"

Another helpless moan spilled out of her when Reid pressed harder with his mouth. Her hips jerked upward on their own.

"Please... it’s too much—"

The words came out shaky, half-swallowed by Enzo’s tongue, but she couldn’t stop them any more than she could stop the way her body kept answering every touch.

Please don’t let them realize I’ve never done any of this before.

Enzo guided her free hand downward until her palm pressed against the thick, hard length straining through his shorts. At the same time Dean moved her other hand to the matching heat of his own arousal. Amelia’s cheeks burned scarlet the moment her fingers registered the size of them. It was far thicker than anything she had ever imagined.

They’re huge... they’re actually huge. If they put those inside me they’ll destroy me. There’s no way I’ll survive it. Moon goddess, please—save me already—

Another moan spilled out of her, louder this time, swallowed by Enzo’s kiss.

"Feel that?" Enzo murmured against her mouth "That’s what you do to us."

"I—ah—Enzo, wait—"

Reid’s fingers found the small, swollen nub of her clit through the thin shorts and rubbed it. Amelia’s hips jerked hard. A sharp gasp tore from her throat.

"Reid—! Oh god—"

"So sensitive," Reid said, almost sounding pleased. He pressed firmer circles against her, watching every tremble. "You’re soaking through the fabric already."

Dean’s mouth brushed the shell of her ear as he kept her hand wrapped around him.

"Don’t pretend you don’t like it. Your body is more honest than your mouth."

Amelia’s fingers flexed helplessly around both of them, equal parts terrified and unwilling to let go.

They’re going to break me. I’m not ready. I can’t take something that big—Moon goddess, if you’re listening, now would be a really good time to intervene—

"Please..." The word came out shaky, almost a sob of sensation. "It’s too much... I can’t think—"

Reid dragged his fingers in a slow, wicked stroke right over her clit again.

"Good. We don’t need you thinking right now."

Reid’s free hand pressed her thigh down more firmly, holding her open. Why haven’t I taken these shorts off yet? The thought burned through him.

"Reid—" she managed, the word half a whine. "Please..."

She didn’t know whether she was begging him to stop or to keep going. Both desires crashed together until the truth settled, clear and terrifying.

She didn’t want him to stop.

Enzo finally broke the kiss. He stayed close, grey eyes locked on her flushed, yearning face. Something deep and unwanted tugged hard inside his chest.

This was supposed to be nothing more than physical pleasure. It already felt like something far deeper.

His thumb brushed the corner of her swollen mouth. "Look at you," he murmured in a dark tone. "Enjoying yourself like the perfect little slut."

The degrading words should have doused every spark of heat in her body. They should have made her recoil.

They didn’t.

A fresh wave of arousal rolled through her instead, hotter and more shameful than before. The insult sank under her skin and twisted into something that only made her core clench harder. This is sick and wrong. And yet...it turns me on far more than I can understand.

Reid wasted no time. His fingers hooked into the waistband of her nightwear shorts and dragged them down her hips in one smooth pull, leaving her in nothing but the thin, already-soaked underwear. Cool air kissed the damp fabric. Embarrassment flooded her cheeks as she tried to close her legs on instinct.

Reid caught both of her knees and folded them upward, spreading her open without effort. His gaze dropped between her thighs and stayed there. "Fuck," he breathed. "You’re completely soaked."

He licked his lower lip slowly, never breaking eye contact with her. "I’ve got to get a taste of that."

He started to lower himself between her spread legs—

The door opened.

Madame stood in the doorway, several servants visible just behind her.

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