She swallowed hard.
“Nothing I couldn’t handle or that didn’t turn out fine. It’s not what I mean. It’s the intimacy thing. It’s letting my guard down to let a man…men, close,” she said and looked at each of them then back at Lynch.
“We caused you to have nightmares about the attack to resurface?” Parker asked.
She shook her head. The tear escaped from her eye and she wiped it away.
“Wanting to be close to the four of you, to accept your guardianship, your beds, scares the hell out of me.”
Lynch squinted his eyes at her and she quickly continued. She needed to be honest and do it fast.
“The only thing I know about sex is violence. That guys want to possess your body and take from you then get off on it and carry on like a bunch of cavemen. That once they have sex with you they lose respect for you, but it’s so major to a woman to have sex with a man. To give up her virginity and to let go like that and trust in that way. Now throw in multiple men and do the chances increase that the relationship will fail? That the men will take her for granted or think of her as a sexual item and not as a human being with feelings and emotions and a need to feel loved and cared for, like part of those men she shared her body with? I don’t know. I don’t have anything to go by but my fears.”
“Wait a minute. Slow down, you’re confusing me,” Lynch said to her, but then Tazer reached up and cupped her cheek.
“You’ve never had sex before, have you, Eliza Grace?”
Lynch’s hands firmed on her hips.
The tears fell from her eyes.
“Never wanted to.” She swallowed. “Until now,” she added.
“Oh baby. My God,” Lynch whispered and hugged her to him.
* * * *
Tazer looked at Parker and Burker as they stared in shock but also with love and care for Eliza Grace. They each touched her. Tazer caressed her back, Parker gently caressed her hair and Burker ran his hands along her arm, soothing her.
When she pulled back she looked at each of them.
“I hope you don’t think I’m immature, or silly for waiting.”
“Not at all. It’s special and you were right to hold back and wait for the right man,” Lynch said to her.
She shook her head.
Tazer felt his heart pounding inside of her chest. If she wasn’t ready for them to love her and claim her then they had to respect that.
“The right men. I want to share it with the four of you. I trust you. I feel safe and secure in your arms and I know you respect me. I know there are things to work out and that you’re not happy about me being a model.”
“No, baby, it’s not that we’re not happy. We’re jealous. Plain and simple,” Tazer said to her.
She reached out and cupped his cheek. “Don’t be jealous, Tazer. I don’t want any other men but you and your brothers.” She slowly leaned closer and pressed her lips to his.
Tazer pulled her up from Lynch’s lap and then stood up. She continued to kiss him, wrap her arms around his neck and shoulder. He ran his hands along her thighs to her ass, lifting her body up against him so she had to straddle his hips.
She pulled from his lips and kissed his neck, then ran her hand into the opening of his button down shirt and over his shoulder.
“We can take our time, Eliza Grace. There’s no need to rush making love to us. We understand your fears now,” he told her. She shook her head and pulled back.
“I know you would do that for me. You would wait, and suffer. I don’t want to do that to you guys. Besides, I know I’m ready. I’m here with you now, aren’t I? I told you about college and my fears.” She leaned down and kissed his neck.
“Show me how to make love? How to please the four of you,” she whispered then continued to kiss his neck.
He never wanted anything more. Never desired a woman like he desired Eliza Grace. He looked at his brothers.
“We’ll get things ready,” Parker said and he headed up the stairs with Burker following.
Lynch stepped close to them and ran his hand up her back to her hair. She lifted from Tazer’s neck and looked at Lynch.
“Are you certain?”
She nodded.
He leaned closer and kissed her deeply.
She ran her hand over Lynch’s shoulder to his neck as they kissed. Tazer looked at her breasts falling from her top then sensed Lynch pressing closer and grabbing onto Eliza’s thigh. She was spread open between them.
“Oh God,” she gasped, pulling from Lynch’s lips.
“Trust us?” Lynch asked.
“Yes.”
Tazer watched as Lynch ran his fingers down her bodice and to her skirt. Her legs were pressed wide against their hips. They each had a hand on her outer thigh, holding her against their sides.