Brody pulled Amelia into his arms and hugged her to him. He inhaled the sweet smell of her shampoo and absorbed the feel of her body against him.

“Are you okay?” he asked, and she nodded her head against his chest. “Thank you for trusting me with that.”

She looked up at him and he could see the blush against her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes. “You’re thanking me? I think I should be thanking you. That was…amazing, Brody.”

He felt the smile nearly reach his lips. It had been so long since he smiled or even felt like it.

He smoothed out her dress and she adjusted her breasts in the snug-fitting material.

“You have an amazing body. I can’t wait to explore every inch of it.” He moved the palm of his hand over her ass. He wanted to be inside of her so badly his cock was throbbing for release.

“Brody, this was a huge step for me. I’m not—”

He placed his finger over her lips. He didn’t want to hear her denials or her attempts at putting the damn imaginary wall back up.

“No, baby, don’t say anymore. Let’s just enjoy this, okay? Do you want to head back to the party?”

“I’m not sure I can walk.”

He laughed then scooped her up into his arms. Amelia squealed but wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled close.

“I’ll carry you.”

“Won’t that draw attention to us?”

“If it sends a message that you belong to me, then I’m all for it.”

“Brody, will the others be upset?”

He knew she was attracted to him and his brothers. She could deny it and fight these feelings all she wanted.

He shook his head. “No, Amelia. They’ll be really happy.”

“Are you certain?”

“They’ll want what I just had. To see your angelic face blush with satisfaction as they get to watch you come. You’re beautiful.”

She leaned forward and kissed him. “I think you need to put me down. I’m not quite ready to be made a spectacle of. I have a lot to think about in regards to a relationship like this.”

He slowly set her down. “I’m glad to hear that you’ll consider us. But you’re not getting off easy.” He grabbed her hand and brought her fingers to his lips and kissed them. “Let’s get back to the party.”

He held her hand and there was no way he was letting her go.

* * * *

Amelia was laughing at something Regan was saying. Regan could be so dramatic when telling a story. Her facial expressions alone, were funny.

Amelia felt the hand on her waist, but it was the second hand on her knee, caressing back and forth that was causing her anxiety. Well, maybe anxiety was the wrong word.

Brody sat beside her on the stool by the outside bar. His arm was around her waist, keeping her close. Her legs were crossed as she listened to Regan speaking and the different conversations that flowed from one subject to another. She felt lost in the fun, uplifting atmosphere. Then Murphy sat beside her. He immediately placed his hand on her knee and began to caress it.

The instant sting of what she could only describe as fire lit up her entire body. An imaginary line from his touch, combined with Brody’s, seemed to connect to her pussy. Her belly tightened, her breasts felt full and aroused, and she actually felt the hitch in her breath.

One glance around them, and she noticed the eyes on her. These men were making a scene. They were staking a claim, a public move, and Amelia had mixed emotions.

She could feel her body began to shake as she went to clasp her hands only for them to hit Murphy’s large one. She stared down at his hand. It was huge, muscular, his fingers thick and long. She wasn’t certain why she imagined his cock in her mind. It came on instant, nearly making her gasp.

She felt Brody’s thumb caress her hip bone. Even though the clothing covered her skin, it felt obsolete. His simple, gentle touch was that powerful.

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