They looked so serious still, and she wanted them to know she was okay.
“It feels good, Lew. I don’t feel any of the aches and pains while I’m in here.”
“Really?” he asked.
She smiled. “Yes. So why don’t you guys come join me? I love having you close to me, you know that.”
Immediately they were pulling off their shirts and coming into the Jacuzzi with their beers. She had a nice tall glass of lemonade on the shelf behind her.
Lew leaned over and kissed her lips and then her shoulder. Cerdic moved in on her other side and kissed her other shoulder and then Andreas and Gideon sat across from them and both teased her feet with theirs. They were all touching, all together, just like she loved.
“So you think the hot tub is healing you?” Andreas asked.
She looked at him and then all of them.
She shook her head.
“No?” Gideon asked, filled with concern.
It was so hard not to look at each of them and get aroused and turned on. Especially as she remembered what they’d risked to get to her and save her and how sexy and sinful they’d looked dressed in black SEAL gear as they killed the bad guys, destroyed all chances of Mateo and Deavan ever hurting her again, and got her to safety. They were her true heroes, her everything.
“I love you guys so much. I appreciate all you do for me and trying to make me feel better, but the truth is, this tub, the resting, the painkillers aren’t what’s healing me. It’s the four of you. You’re all I’ve ever wanted, the reasons why I’m alive right now, and my motivation to get better and to have a happy, loving future with you. You heal me. You complete me, and I’ll love you with all my heart, body, and soul, forever.”
“We love you, too. In fact, I could use some loving of that body right now,” Andreas said, and he pulled her forward with his legs.
She nearly went under the water, but he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. When lips kissed her shoulders and back and then fingers maneuvered under her bathing suit and straight into her pussy, she moaned and began to rock her hips. She was the luckiest woman in the world with four men who had set her heart on fire and healed her soul forever.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.
My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused.
Being that my momma’s families were descendents of the original English speaking Southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.
Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary.
I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true Southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.
Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.
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