Something stirred.
A slow pulse began between my legs, growing stronger with every lap of silas tongue. He alternated, sucking on my little clit, and dipping his tongue into my core. Heat raced along my veins, spreading outward through my body like a wildfire.
The tension climbed higher and higher until suddenly—
Silas growled, right against my center, sending vibrations through my core, stimulating my needly clit.
It broke.
A strangled cry tore from my throat as pleasure flooded through me, my body shaking beneath the force of it.
The world blurred for a moment.
When I finally opened my eyes again, both brothers were staring down at me.
Their expressions shifted.
Hard confusion creased the lines in their faces.
“Are you okay?” Knox asked quickly, his hands pulling away as his eyes searched my face. “Did we hurt you?”
Silas pulled back abruptly too, rising from the mattress and retreating to the window again, dropping into his chair like distance might fix whatever he was feeling.
My fingers brushed my own cheek.
Wet.
I blinked down at them.
Tears.
“Why are you crying, little mute?” Silas asked, his voice harder now. Concern and frustration twisted together, but he didn't turn around.
My head tilted, ready to answer the way I always did — witha nod.
But something else happened instead.
My lips parted.
And a small, fragile sound slipped out.
“I… I…”
My voice was so faint I barely recognized it.
The room froze.
“I… don’t know,” I whispered. “I feel… good.”
Silas’s head snapped toward me so fast his chair scraped loudly against the floor.
Knox went perfectly still.
For a moment neither of them moved.
“You—” Knox started, then stopped.
His eyes widened slightly, disbelief flickering across his face before he quickly tried to smooth it away.
