They all ate in silence for several minutes, and trying to find a way to ease the tension that had built in the room again she asked, “So which one of you is older?”

“I am, by four years.” Nathan said, and he gave her a look that just challenged her to comment on his age.

“Nate here just turned 34, and I was 30 last October. Don’t worry, age comes with experience Darlin.” Jaxon said suggestively, and she rolled her eyes at him.

“Experience doesn’t prove anything. I’ve had experienced, and it wasn’t worth words on paper.” She wanted to bite her tongue the moment the words fell from her mouth. She hadn’t intended to direct the conversation to any sexual level, but now it was growing hot in the room. Both men turned abruptly toward her and held motionless.

“How experienced have you had Angel?” Nathan said his low tone rubbing across her skin like soft sand paper.

“My ex-boyfriend was 32, and he was a stock broker on Wall-street. We dated for almost 2 years before I realized that he was the snake my Gran promised me he would be. He was already divorced once, but I was wide eyed and naïve. Guess I had it coming. Anyways, his experience didn’t add up to much.” She said settling back into her seat with a pointed gaze at Nathan who still watched her closely.

“Don’t tell me he ruined your mind to the idea of a good man Darlin?” Jaxon said drawing her attention back over to him. He adjusted in his seat, and for a brief moment she thought he might actually reach down to adjust his huge erection in front of her.

She laughed out loud, “Who needs a man in this day and age? Sorry Darlin, but I’ve found that there isn’t anything a man can do for me that two double AA batteries and fifteen minutes alone can’t.”

Jaxon roared with laughter, but Nathan’s eyes glinted with fire. “Want to place a bet on that Angel?”

She stiffened in her seat. This conversation had just gone from playful flirting to sexual meltdown in a second.

“Give Jax and I fifteen minutes and let’s see if you still want those batteries.” He continued his sexy challenge sliding through her brain like hot honey. Her pussy instantly ached with a need almost too strong to bear, and her breath caught in her throat.

“It takes two of you?” She said defiantly with a quirk of her lips.

Nathan smiled slowly, and shook his head, “Nope, but with two of us we can blow your mind twice as fast.”

“Let’s go. If she wants to drink, dance and play pool, then she will have more company than she ever imagined. And if she wants to go home with someone, it will be us.” Parker said, and all three other brothers nodded in agreement.

They headed into the bar, and Rogan’s eyes scanned the room looking for a waterfall of brown curls on top of a petite curvy body. Sawyer spotted her first, leaning against the bar chatting with another local ranch hand. She had her arms crossed under her small breasts pushing them up and out, much to Rogan’s dismay and delight. She was in full throttle flirt mode, and he wanted to shut it down immediately.

Walking across the bar as a unit they automatically surrounded her, with Hudson slipping in between her and the drooling cowboy she had been chatting with, and Parker and Sawyer on her right.

“Hey!” she yelped in surprise as Rogan’s arms went around her waist, and he pulled her back up against his chest. She felt so perfect in his arms, and her fresh scent flooded his brain.

“Hey sexy. I hear you said hi to my brothers, but didn’t stick around to say hello to me. I’m hurt.” he said with a playful pout, and she rolled her eyes giggling.

“Is that the story they told? I don’t quite remember it that way. I seem to recall Parker threatening me, then Hudson delaying me from my plans, then Sawyer bossing me around, and finally Parker playing Daddy and manhandling me.” she said with a sigh, but he nearly groaned when she settled more firmly into him instead of pulling away immediately.

“I haven’t even started manhandling you yet Sunshine, and I would be happy to play with you anytime. But I prefer to be called Parker over Daddy.” Parker said, and her eyes grew wide. She stared into the mirror over the bar at the four men behind her and next to her.

Rogan wondered what was going through her pretty little head, when her eyes glazed over slightly, and her heart rate increased.

“Guys, you’re seriously cramping my style. No man is going to want to get close to me with all four of you hanging around.” she said quietly, with a pleading tone.

“Good.” Sawyer muttered under his breath, and Rogan grinned.

“That’s the idea.” Hudson said, and Rachel’s eyes nearly bugged out of her head.

“Huh?”

“Rachel, we get it. You just broke up with Mitch, and you’re trying to prove something. To yourself, or to him, it doesn’t matter. What does matter is that we don’t want you playing the field. We want you to come home with us.” Rogan said, bending to kiss the top of her head lightly. She stared into his mirror image in shock, but her body was pulsing in his arms. Whether she admitted it or not, she wanted them.

“Come on stop playing around guys.” she said with a toss of her hair.

Silence reigned for a few heartbeats, and then Parker slid his hand up her arm until he was gripping her chin between his thumb and forefinger forcing her to look him in the eyes. “Rachel, think about it. Four men, who want to please you, and make your body sing.”

            She snorted in disbelief still staring into Parker’s eyes. “Would you stop teasing me? It’s really rather rude.”

Rogan could see Parker’s jaw clench in frustration. Parker was a Dom through and through, and he hated being ignored. Rachel was going to learn the hard way if she kept it up. He knew that he had to interfere before the two of them began spitting fire at each other.

“So what exactly is your plan for the evening, Rach?” Rogan said softly, regaining her attention.

She blinked, and her tongue darted out to lick her full lips. Rogan wanted to capture those lips with his own, and worship them with his tongue. He wondered if she had any idea how many fantasies she had created in his brain with that quick little unconscious gesture. Her almost bare back was still pressed against his abdomen, and he knew she could feel his erection through his jeans. Just to tease her he lightly grazed his thumb over the delicate jewel hanging from her tiny belly button. Her sharp intake of breath told him he was successful.

“I’m going to finish my drink, and then I suppose I’m going to ask some lonely cowboy to dance with me.” She said, gripping her glass tighter in her hands. She didn’t push them away from her, so Rogan continued to trace his finger over the petal soft skin of her belly.

“You have four lonely cowboys right here, ask away.” Sawyer said with a grin.