After Lucy finished eating, Caleb showed her where to wash up in a beautiful full bathroom attached to a well-appointed guest room. Standing in the marble-and-granite bathroom, Elijah pointed out the jetted tub.

“You might slip into the tub and get all warm and clean. There’s towels in this cabinet. Let me know if you need anything else.” Caleb’s eyes ran over her chest. She could swear they glowed with desire. She gulped, still not fully believing a man like him could want her. Lucy was happy with her curves, but she’d never been with a man as perfectly sexy as Caleb or Elijah. They just didn’t exist in her world.

“Do you have a phone I could use?”

“No,” he said abruptly. His eyes grew dark, and he frowned, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Um. Okay. Thanks.”

Caleb turned away and closed the bathroom door behind him as he left. Lucy drew her eyebrows together in confusion. They had a modern house with high-end modern appliances and a jetted tub, for goodness sake. But they didn’t have a phone?

Caleb might be as hot as the center of the sun, but he was strangely moody. Maybe he was just being a grump, as Elijah had said. She’d ask Elijah to take her to her car in the morning. She pulled out her cell phone and plugged it in next to her bed before going back into the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, she sighed as the hot water filled the large tub. Lucy poured lavender bath oil into the water. After pulling off her filthy clothes, she dipped in her toe. Perfect.

She slipped inside, the warm, fragrant water covering her round hips and full breasts as she sank down. Turning on the jets with her toe, she gasped. The water pulsed against her body in all the right ways, brushing up between her legs and enticing her to arousal.

Her muscles relaxed under the massaging jets, and her mind drifted to an image of the two brothers. Water pulsed against her core, making her nipples prick even in the warm water.

She moaned and ran her finger over her swelling slit. A tingle of pleasure shot through her. It felt so good. It was so naughty to touch herself in the tub like this, with two strange men just feet away outside her room.

The thought only made her more aroused. She imagined them watching her touching herself as she slid a finger inside her slick passage and pressed her palm against her tight clit. She gasped, reeling with the pleasure of it.

In her imagination, the brothers both took out their stiff cocks and began to rub them in front of her, over the tub where she touched herself. Lucy grasped her breast and squeezed. Her hand slipped up the wet skin of her breast until she gripped her nipple between her fingers and palm.

The brothers in her imagination had the most amazing dicks she’d ever seen, long and thick, and so hard for her. They ran their hands up and down their shafts slowly, pre-cum dripping from the slits in their heads. She wanted to lick it, and she stuck out her tongue, her eyes pressed tightly shut.

In her imagination, she went to them and licked the fluid from one cock after the other, her breasts bobbing over the bubbly water in the tub and resting over the ledge. They stroked themselves harder and faster as she brought her mouth from one to the other. She sank down over one brother as she gripped her fist around the other.

As she rubbed her clit furiously, her arousal grew volcanic. The pressure of her impending eruption rumbled in her belly and pressed against her core. In her mind’s eye, she saw the brothers coil their hands in her hair and pump their cocks into her mouth, barely taking turns.

Lucy’s orgasm exploded, her nipples tight points over her swollen breasts. She groaned loudly then bit her lip to keep back the sound. Whimpering, she lay in the bath as her pussy contracted in throbbing spasms of pleasure.

Holy crap. Did she just get off in the bath to a fantasy about the twins outside? She’d fantasized about sucking off a man who’d just claimed not to own a phone.

Shame burned in her cheeks as her climax still rumbled in her core. She let out a long breath and then stood from the tub, bubbles dripping over her curves. She grabbed a luxurious cotton towel from the rack and wrapped it around her body before stepping into the bedroom to dress.

She’d brought a change of clothes in her backpack. She’d planned to stay in a hotel tonight and drive back to Portland in the morning. Pulling on her clean underthings, a light T-shirt, and sleep shorts, she considered her options.

She’d just ask Elijah to drive her back to her car in the morning. They had to have transportation to get supplies from town. There was no way they were completely self-sufficient. Not with the way they lived in this mansion of a log house.

Lucy slipped under the down comforter and was asleep almost before her head hit the pillow. Exhaustion crept up and claimed her so quickly that she barely remembered where she was when she woke gently to the sound of birds in the morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gauzy curtains. Young buds and leaves danced on spring tree limbs outside her window. She sat up and stretched, taking a deep breath to fill her lungs. A squirrel ran past her window, comically chattering.

Lucy smiled as she stood from the bed and pulled on her clothes. Grabbing her phone, she pressed the power button and waited for it to power up. When it finally finished loading, she checked her reception. Nothing. Damn it.

Grimacing, she set the phone back on the bedside table. She could smell coffee brewing downstairs. Opening the door, she could hear the brothers talking downstairs in the kitchen.

“I want her now,” said Caleb. She knew his voice by how tightly he held his jaw, so different from Elijah’s freer manner.

“I want her, too, but we can’t just bite her, Caleb. She has free will. You’d best remember that.”

“Damn you, Elijah. This woman is ours to claim and ours to mate. I say we take her, bite her, and then deal with the outcome later.”

“You are living in the past. Modern women won’t accept that kind of treatment. Least of all a human.”

Lucy’s heart thumped hard in her chest. What were they talking about? Take her, bite her…? Elijah had called her a human. What did that make them?