Amelia’s POV
I hear myself moan as my p*ssy comes to life, and I grind into the feeling that is building between my legs. My mind is fuzzy as I am surrounded by my mates scents. My n*pples feel like they are being pinched and pulled as the rough stubble of my mate facial hair brushes across my neck, and I feel him sucking my mark. I feel a tongue glide over my slick folds and moan at the feeling.
I start to flutter my eyes open, waking from my erotic dream only to realize it wasn’t a dream at all. Ambrose was between my thighs, while Matteo was sucking my neck and giving my breasts attention.
“Good morning L’amore (love),” Matteo whispers in my ear making me moan.
“I thought I was dreaming,” I say breathlessly.
“So, is this what you dream about? Your mates taking you togethe
