I felt a flush of desire run through me as I looked from Rafe to Luke and back again.

“Of course,” I replied, as the two of them stripped down completely naked and slipped beneath the water with me.

“You remember the last time we were in here?” Luke asked, and I could see the way his eyes flashed with desire as he looked at me. I wondered if he’d seen my hand sneaking up my thigh, if he’d realized that I was trying to remind myself of his touch. I flushed at the thought but I didn’t move away from him. If anything was going to get my mind off everything…

“Yes,” I murmured.

Rafe sat on the other side of the tub, where Luke had slid right up next to me, his foot lightly brushing against my own. He knew exactly what he was doing, and I wasn’t going to complain. I needed this. I needed him. I needed both of them, all of them. The last time in the hot tub, I had fled when things had gotten too intense and regretted it ever since, but this time it was going to be different. Completely different. I was ready and prepared and I wanted this so badly I was practically aching. My heart skipped a beat in excitement as I felt Luke’s finger trace a line from my knee to the inside of my thigh, apparently enjoying the way my mouth parted as he touched me. I looked over to find Rafe had shifted a few feet closer to me, and he leaned over to kiss my collarbone, just lightly brushing his lips against me. I closed my eyes. Fuck. The contrast of the warm water and cold air, of Rafe and Luke and their hands on me, was already getting me hot and bothered.

Rafe continued his way up my neck as Luke pressed his hand further up, and Rafe’s lips met mine at the same moment Luke’s hand found my center. I moaned softly against Rafe’s mouth, and wondered for a moment if the other two were going to join us. I was quite happy as things were, but I had to admit that the thought of all four of them here, all four of them touching me and watching me and taking care of me, was hot as hell. Then Rafe’s tongue slipped into my mouth and all I could think about was this, this moment, these touches.

Luke flattened his hand against my slick heat, brushing the heel of his hand against my clit as he dipped two fingers into my slit. I went to pull back from Rafe, to really lean in to the sensations between my legs, but Rafe cupped my head and held me close. I could feel his beard scratching roughly against my skin, and the contrast between that and the softness of his touch was dizzyingly erotic. Luke pushed his fingers into me in one sharp motion and I shuddered with pleasure.

The two of them were so different in their approaches that I could never forget that there were two of them there with me at once – Rafe was softer and sweeter while Luke was harder around the edges, like he’d been imagining this since the first time I put my lips on his earlier today. I had never thought about being with two men at once, but now that it was happening I had to admit that this was one of the hottest things I could imagine. The way they seemed to adore every inch of my body, the way they fought for my attention, the way they used me and touched me and pleasured me – it was all so much, so much that my brain seemed to switch off from the stress and panic of the last few days and allow for nothing but the comprehension of this pleasure. Rafe kissed me deeply as Luke moved his fingers inside of me, slowly fucking me with his hands. The warmth of the water coddled me as the cold air kept me alert, and I lost myself to them. Luke leaned down to kiss my shoulder, his stubble scraping harshly along my skin, and I slid an arm out and over his back, feeling the kinks of his spine and his shoulder blades beneath my fingers. Fuck, he felt good. So good. They both did.

I reached my other arm out to touch Rafe, sliding a hand between his legs and finding his cock rock-hard. I wrapped my fingers around him and he gasped against my mouth, before biting down on my bottom lip lightly and making me squirm with delicious pleasure. I slowly stroked him, up and down, matching the pace to the one that Luke had going between my legs, and wondered what kind of saint I must have been in a past life to be able to indulge in this kind of deviancy in this one. I could already imagine how Rafe would feel inside me, but I was in no rush to get there. I had two whole men to play with and I was going to take as much time as I wanted to get this right.

I pulled back from Rafe for a moment and looked between the two of them, took in the two pairs of eyes on me, the desire that seemed to radiate from them both. I had such power over the two of them, such power that I didn’t know where to start. I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against Luke’s neck, brushing my lips lightly and teasingly against his skin. He tasted so sweet, of snow and fresh air, that I could have stayed there all day, nuzzling him like that. But I pulled back, still slowly stroking Rafe’s dick, and turned to see Rafe watching Luke’s hand beneath the water, eyes wide and laser-focused. I parted my legs a little further, guiding Luke to push another finger into me, and bit my lip as he penetrated me with three digits at once. It felt good, full, as my body took a second to get used to those fingers.

Rafe leaned down to take my nipples into his mouth, one at a time, moving with care like he had been waiting all day for this. Even in the warmth of the water they grew hard at his touch, and I let my head sink back and my hand wander down Luke’s back and between his legs, taking his cock in my free hand and beginning to slowly stroke him, too. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan, utterly satisfied, as the two of them pleasured me with their hands and their mouths and their…everything. They were both hard for me, both intent on pleasing me. I couldn’t think of anything better. Luke leaned forward, brushing his lips against mine in a gesture that was oddly romantic somehow; he didn’t strike me as the kind of guy who was that much into kissing but somehow that soft touch was the sweetest thing he’d ever done for me. I felt a swell of desire and love for the two of them, and knew that where we were now wasn’t going to satisfy me. No, I needed to feel them inside me. Anyway I could.

“Here.” I shifted back a few inches, against Luke, murmuring softly to let them know that I wanted something different. They obliged at once, Luke wrapping his arms around me and drawing me onto his lap; his cock nudged against my ass and I shuddered with desire. It was clear that he’d wanted this for a long time, the chance to fuck me, to take me, to have me, and his standoffish nature had me intrigued as to what kind of lover he would be, given the chance; I wanted him to fuck me but that didn’t mean I was going to let Rafe go untended to. I reached across and drew him close, kissing him deeply, pushing my tongue into his mouth and tasting him once more as I slowly grinded my hips against Luke’s cock. Fuck. Fuck. My entire body was tingling with need for them both, my brain all but blank, but for how I could do this.

“Lift up a little,” I murmured against Rafe’s mouth, and he seemed to figure out what I was going for at once; he shifted so that his body was most of the way out of the water, lifting his hips so that his cock was above the tideline, and pulled himself closer to me. At the same time, Luke seemed to have grown impatient with waiting and was pressing his cock against my slit – I could feel his head spreading me open, parting me, and it felt better than I could have imagined. These men…I had known sex before, but I had never known it like this, so heady with desire that it felt natural and obvious and needed. I slowly pushed myself down against Luke as I reached out for Rafe’s cock again, wrapping my fingers around it and lowering my head to his tip.

Both men let out a groan as I took them in, like they’d been waiting for this a long time. I knew how they felt. Luke’s fingers dug hard into my hips as Rafe’s cock swelled in my mouth as I kissed his tip and then took as much of him in as I could manage. His cock was thick and long, maybe the biggest of all of the Robicheaux brothers, but I was determined to manage as much of him as I could. I wanted this. I needed this.

Luke held me steady as he began to fuck me, moving with deep, slow strokes that seemed enhanced by the warmth of the water around us. He slid one arm around my waist, flattening his hand against me, and pressed his head against my back like he was craving being as close to me as he possibly could be. I knew how he felt. I just wanted to know these men, to know them better than I had come to know anyone before, to have them know me the same way. I worked my tongue up the underside of Rafe’s cock as I took him in, enjoying the uninhibited growl of pleasure that burst forth from his lips as I fucked him with my mouth. His skin was cold where he had lifted himself out of the water, contrasting with Luke’s warm, firm touch, and the dizzying combination of the two of them was making my head spin. I slid my mouth up and down on his erection, taking my time, letting him know that I was here for as long as it took. I looked up at him, into his eyes, and he reached down to brush a strand of dampened hair from my face. There was something intoxicating about seeing how much I was turning him on, seeing how much he wanted me and needed me. I didn’t pull my eyes from his as I slid back to the top of his cock, flicking my tongue across his tip a couple of times before I swallowed him again. The groan that I got for my troubles was worth it.

Luke’s hand slid up my back and onto my shoulder, pulling me down onto him, as though he was reminding me that there were more than just two people in this encounter. As if I could have forgotten. I began to work my hips against him, trying to meet his pace, and bit my lip and closed my eyes as he picked up the speed a little and fucked me with more intention. Jesus, he felt good – his cock was thick, spreading me wide, and there was something so crazy-satisfying about the way he was taking me. Yes, I liked long, slow love-making every once in a while, but there was something intense about the way he was fucking me right then and there that was getting me off more than any sweet touches ever could.

“Jesus.” Rafe tilted his head back, and I could tell that he was getting close. So was I. I slid a hand between my legs and found my clit, playing with myself as Luke fucked me. Luke leaned forward and sank his teeth into my shoulder, making me squeal with pain against Rafe’s cock, but it was enough to push me over the edge – I came a few seconds later, clenching around him, my body weakening as I relied on him to keep me upright.

I looked skyward for a moment, the stars twinkling above us, and felt a swell of adoration for both these men. Not just for what they were doing for me, but for everything they’d done for me. For how kind they’d been, how unquestioning.

I closed my eyes and let the waves of pleasure crest and grow and focused the passion into both of the men on either side of me, and before I knew it, I felt the two of them reaching their own releases – moments after I did, Luke thrust deep inside me and finished with an animalistic grunt of pleasure, while Rafe reached down to squeeze my hand tightly as he himself found his release in my mouth; I swallowed at once and pulled back from him, planting a soft kiss on the inside of his thigh before I rolled off Luke and back into the hot tub. I floated there, aware of the two men on either side of me, loving how close they were, that I could have just reached out and touched them once more. I felt a pang of sadness when I realized that this would be the last time we could do this.

“What’s wrong?” Rafe asked, once he had caught his breath, slipping beneath the warmth of the water once more with a splash and reaching out to pull me close against him. I leaned my head against his chest, his heartbeat strong under my cheek.

“Nothing,” I assured him. “I should…I should get some rest.”

“Us, too?” Luke asked, and I cocked my head at him, not realizing for a moment what he meant.

“In that bed,” Rafe explained, nodding back towards the house.

“Of course,” I replied at once, as soon as I realized what they were referring to. And, without further ado, Luke got to his feet and swept me up in his arms; he was the strongest of the four of them, no doubt about that, and I savored the feeling of his strength against my skin. He felt so damn good…

They carried me inside and towards the bedroom, past the smoldering remains of the fire, and Luke lay me down on the bed as Rafe slid into it next to me. I looked over at him and smiled, already sleepy, and Rafe planted a soft kiss on my shoulder before nuzzling his face against my skin and closing his eyes. Luke climbed in the other side and flipped onto his stomach, throwing an arm out over my torso like he was staking his territory before he, too, began to doze off. In the dark, I looked between the two of them, and felt a pang of sadness once more when I remembered that I was going to have to walk away from all of this.

They just didn’t know it yet.