Chapter 156: claim me

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: claim me

Her gaze drifted to her partners.

They had already stripped down to their underwear to rinse the dust from their skin. Water ran in slow rivulets down hard muscle, darkening the thin fabric that clung to their hips.

Sunlight caught on wet shoulders, the flex of strong forearms, the clean lines of their backs—and lower, the unmistakable heavy shapes straining against the wet material. Amelia’s gaze dropped and stayed there. A hungry little gulp slipped out.

Reid’s voice cut through the moment.

"You just going to stand there and drool over us?"

She shot him a look, heat already climbing her neck and spreading across her cheeks. Her fingers twitched at her sides. Then, slowly, she reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. The thin singlet underneath clung to every curve. She unfastened her pants next and let them fall loosely to the grass, stepping out of them without looking away.

Now it was the men’s turn to stare. Their eyes darkened, heavy with everything they were already imagining.

Amelia turned and dove cleanly into the river.

The water closed over her—cool, clear, instantly washing away the fatigue that had clung to her bones. She surfaced with a soft gasp of relief, pushing wet hair from her face. Behind her the brothers followed one after another, each dive sharper and more competitive than the last, as if they were showing off who could cut the surface cleaner.

She laughed a little breathlessly, and swam farther out, trying to put distance between them.

They were excellent swimmers. Within minutes they had closed the gap.

Enzo reached her first. Strong arms slid around her from behind, trapping her against the solid heat of his chest. His voice brushed her ear, quiet and certain.

"Haven’t forgotten the deal, have you? What we planned to do with the rest of our time here."

Amelia’s breath caught. She could feel every inch of him pressed against her back.

"Of course I didn’t forget."

Reid appeared in front of her, water lapping at his collarbones. That charming, dangerous look settled in his eyes and sent a sharp throb straight between her legs. He reached up and brushed a wet strand of hair from her cheek gently.

"Good. Because we’ve been thinking about it the whole time we were gone."

Enzo’s mouth found the side of her neck. She felt the hard press of him against her backside through the thin layers still between them. Reid leaned in and claimed her mouth. The kiss was deep, and everything about it felt hot and good. Heat bloomed under her skin despite the cool water. Her hands rose on their own, one settling against Reid’s chest, the other reaching back to grip Enzo’s thigh.

He broke away just long enough to murmur against her lips,

"This is getting in the way."

His hands peeled the wet singlet up and off, then slid her shorts down until they floated free. She was left in only her bra and panties. A wave of arousal and sharp shame flooded her at once—being so exposed, so wanted, right here in the open water under the open sky. Her arms twitched as if to cover herself, but neither of them let her.

Dean moved in from the side, quiet as always. He lowered his head and took one breast out of the bra into his mouth. The wet heat of his tongue drew a helpless moan from her throat.

"That feels... so good."

Fingers grazed the edge of her panties beneath the water, teasing along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Her legs trembled. Reid’s voice came rough against her ear.

"Let us take care of you."

"Please do."

The soft plea left her lips. Her body was already leaning into them, seeking more contact.

Her bra was unclasped and slipped away, floating free on the current. Cool water kissed her bare breasts a second before Dean’s mouth returned, hotter and hungrier. Behind her, Enzo pressed closer, grinding the hard length of himself against the soft curve of her ass. Only the thin barrier of his underwear separated them now. Her own panties were already gone—she barely remembered the moment they were tugged down and discarded.

Arousal crashed through her all at once: the drag of their hands over her skin, the wet heat of mouths, the weight of their stares, the shameless words that spiraled straight to her core.

"Look at you," Reid murmured against her mouth between deep, claiming kisses. "Soaking wet and trembling already. Such a good girl for us."

"Taking everything we give her so beautifully," Enzo added, voice dark and low at her ear as his fingers slid between her thighs from behind. "Our needy little thing."

Reid’s hand joined from the front. Two sets of fingers found her pussy at the same time—stroking, circling, parting her folds that made her thighs shake harder. Amelia’s head fell back against Enzo’s shoulder, a broken sound escaping her.

"ahh...fuck...."

"Feel how slick she is," Reid said. "She’s dripping for us."

Amelia’s breath hitched. Her hips rolled helplessly into their hands.

"I—ah—can’t help it..."

"You don’t have to help it," Enzo growled softly, grinding harder against her. "We want you like this. Open. Desperate. Ours."

Her body begged for more—hips rolling into their hands, back arching into Dean’s mouth. One of her hands tangled in Dean’s silver-black hair, holding him to her breast while he sucked and licked without restraint. The other clutched Reid’s shoulder as his tongue ravished her mouth, swallowing every soft, broken sound she made. She squirmed between them, pleasure sparking everywhere they touched, craving friction, depth, anything that would ease the aching emptiness they were deliberately feeding.

"Please—more," she gasped against Reid’s lips. "I need more—"

The plea broke into a louder moan she couldn’t hold back. Pressure coiled tight and low in her belly, rising fast. Dean’s mouth stayed greedy on her breasts, tongue and teeth teasing the sensitive peaks while his free hand slipped down to replace Enzo’s between her legs. Two long fingers stroked through her folds, circling her clit with wet pressure that made her thighs shake harder.

Enzo’s hand left her pussy only to slide up and close lightly around her throat, not squeezing—just holding, claiming. His mouth brushed her ear.

"Listen to you. Moaning so pretty for us. Look how wet you get when we touch you like this. Such a needy little slut for your alphas."

"I—ah—yes—" Amelia’s voice cracked. Her nails dug into Reid’s shoulder. "Only for you—"

Reid finally broke the kiss. Her mouth stayed open, soft broken sounds spilling out unchecked. Her eyes were half-lidded, dark with need.

"It feels so good—don’t stop—please don’t stop—"

Enzo’s thumb stroked the side of her neck as his hips rolled against her ass again.

"You want more? You want to be claimed by all three of us right here?"

Amelia’s answer came out broken and honest, body trembling between them, every nerve lit and begging.

"Yes. Claim me. All of you."