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Looking up, she spotted Dale watching as he slowly stroked his dick. Did he prefer only men? Was the bisexuality a lie? Not by the way he was staring. She reached up and teased his sac with her fingertips. He tensed but rocked his hips forward.

  She’d made the first move, not just by coming here but by showing she wanted Dale as much as the others. If he didn’t join in, it was his fault. Jason and Ryan each worked one of her breasts until she moaned and eased down to torment them. Gripping their hard cocks in her hands, she couldn’t believe how natural it felt.

  Jason nudged her folds open with his fingers, and she sucked in a breath as he tested her slick pussy. Footsteps barely caught her attention as Ryan licked down her body and kissed her clit.

  “I guess you guys really do like me.” She pulled Jason in for a kiss, then noticed Dale was gone.

  Jason pinched her nipple. “Everyone has a type. What Hollywood or New York says is ideal doesn’t mean much to us.”

  Ryan nuzzled her inner thighs as he slid one finger inside her. Gasping, she heard footsteps again. Dale knelt, holding out a handful of condoms and lube packets. She grabbed one of the lube packets.

  She hugged Dale close and kissed him. He caressed her breast, but there was a slight hesitation in him.

  “It’s been a while since we’ve shared a woman,” Jason whispered in her ear.

  That made her feel special. Stroking Dale’s cock, she wondered who he’d fuck. “I’d like to see you guys in action with each other too.”

  “Not tonight,” Ryan said before tonguing her inner folds.

  She lifted her hips and arched her back. Dale guided Jason over to his side, and they sucked her breasts together. Watching their tongues tangle over her nipple sent her need through the roof.

  “Please. Fuck me. Someone,” she said.

  Ryan slid on protection, then pressed against her. Slowly, he filled her. She realized how long it’d been for her too. “One condition,” Ryan said.

  She smiled and opened her eyes. “What’s that?”

  “Suck on those cocks.” Ryan thrust deeper. Relief pulsed through her.

  She tugged Dale’s and Jason’s hard cocks until she could reach them with her tongue, then sucked on Dale until she had him cursing. After that, she switched to Jason. He eased back for control, so she sucked Dale’s balls as she rocked in time with Ryan.

  Ryan teased her, alternating slow and then quick thrusts.

  “Harder!”

  “You heard the lady.” Jason leaned over and kissed Ryan.

  The view triggered a tightening in her cunt on Ryan’s cock. He drove into her like a madman, deeper and harder. Jason worked Mel’s clit at the same time until her body seized in a delicious orgasm. Their shouts and moans filled the room. Then there was silence as they all came down from the high.

  “I think we wore her out,” Ryan said, easing away from her.

  She laughed. “Like hell.” She rolled onto her stomach and sucked Dale’s cock with purpose. He might not be overly eager, but she wanted to experience all three men.

  Jason slid on protection and lay on the floor next to her. “Hop on and ride me as hard as you want.”

  She moved over and kissed him roughly as she dragged Dale into position by his dick. Riding one and sucking another, the only thing missing was Ryan up her ass, but it was too soon to ask for that. Or too late.

  Ryan stood next to Dale and kissed him, rubbing his balls as she enjoyed flicking her tongue over the tip of Dale’s cock. She sank onto Jason’s big cock and moaned. The different man and angle drove her need. Jason toyed with her breasts; pinching her nipples urged her on, and he seemed to like it.

  When Dale started to thrust a bit into her mouth, she knew she had him. Or was it Ryan’s kissing that did it? She stared up at them, releasing Dale’s cock to give Ryan’s erection a kiss. With a grin, Ryan knelt and started sucking on Dale’s cock. She loved it! Kissing Ryan over and around Dale’s cock made it more intimate, yet kinkier than anything she’d ever done.

  She ground her hips down on Jason. He lifted fully to her. Their bodies smacked together as he tapped her clit and tweaked her nipple. Dale fucked Ryan’s mouth hard, then switched to Mel with a lighter touch. She focused on his balls and slid her fingers behind his sac to rub him.

  “Fuck it!” Dale said, coming in her mouth. Ryan shared the cream as he stroked Dale through the climax. Jason held her hips and fucked her like a machine, filling her over and over. She couldn’t catch her breath or control anything. Her clit throbbed. He plunged deep inside; the orgasm seized her. She screamed as the pleasure spread through her body.

  * * * *

  In the middle of the night, she woke and found her way to the kitchen for a glass of water. Three men lay sprawled in one huge bed. If they could build boats, no doubt they could build a bed that could fit four. Her body hummed in the afterglow, but it was just sex. Could she really share and compromise this much?

  Sleepiness fogged her brain. She set the glass on the counter. Turning, she spotted Dale, naked in the doorway. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you. I just needed a drink.”

  He shook his head and walked to her. His hands slid into her mussed hair as he leaned down and kissed her hard on the mouth. He deepened the kiss; she relaxed into his arms. He started to move. She let him lead.

  Instead of taking her to the bed, he sat her in a wooden kitchen chair. He knelt and spread her legs.

  “Are you sleepwalking?” she asked.

  He chuckled. “No. I didn’t want to be greedy earlier.” He kissed her inner thighs gently until he lapped at her slit. Leaning back, she couldn’t deny him anything. She wanted to experience all they had to give. If Dale didn’t want to overwhelm her, that was a good motive in her book.

  She ran her fingers through his hair. “You don’t need to be such a gentleman in bed.”

  “Until I’m sure of what you want, I do.” He tongued her clit.

  She gasped. Thoughts and conversation didn’t matter anymore. His skill at eating pussy was proven. In seconds, he had her wet and squirming. With his face buried between her legs, he rolled her nipples in his fingers and tweaked them harder than Jason had.

  “Yes,” she said softly.

  His tongue worked from her tender inner folds to her clit. He circled it until her hips rocked out of her control. He smiled as he ran his tongue over her clit, back and forth. She clapped a hand over her mouth to muffle her shrieks of release. The pulsing in her pussy didn’t stop as the waves of pleasure passed. He continued kissing her slit in random places.

  As she caught her breath, she spread her legs wider to see him. The smile on his face and his intensity told her she’d been wrong about him. He wanted her. He liked her. Maybe he was as cautious as she was. She’d dared to come to their house tonight. He’d dared to follow her into the kitchen.

  “That was amazing,” she said. She wanted more of whatever this was; the intimacy was stronger than just sex. Even earlier with them all, she’d wanted to get them off as much as herself. Jason might think they could simply play and have fun. As good as that sounded, she’d never managed to do that.

  Dale wiped his mouth before kissing hers. “You’re amazing. I wanted to share you, but I needed to be sure. There’s no pressure for anything more. You might not get as much sleep as you thought.”

  She liked that option. She grinned as she saw his hard cock pulse. “Is it your turn?”

  “Maybe we should wake the other two and have some fun.”

  She nodded and gave him a quick kiss.

  Chapter Four

  Dale liked the comfortable routine they’d fallen into over the following couple weeks. They worked hard, went out for lunch, and a few nights a week, she joined them for dinner and spent the night. Dale wanted it to be every night, but the one time he’d suggested it, she’d tensed up.

  Once he let himself care, Dale found it harder than expected to keep the romance casual. Ryan and Jason were already talking about asking her to move in af
ter the wedding. Trying to slow the attachment, Dale had reminded them she had a family, a business, and a life in another state. The relationship was great when it was only conversation, meals, movies, and amazing sex.

  He watched her chat with the other two bridesmaids who’d just arrived that morning. Neither were society’s ideal of skinny. Gretchen looked miserable, but travel could wear out anyone. Bethany, on the other hand, was chipper as she introduced herself to everyone. Ryan had already used his video as an excuse to find out Gretchen was in marketing and Bethany was a hairstylist and nail tech.

  Melody tormented the men by wearing a light purple dress with fluttering sleeves and skirt to the bridal shower. Even worse, she was avoiding them. He could tell. She focused on her job of listing the gifts and who gave what as the bride-to-be opened them. Dale helped his brother and Jimmy carry the gifts to the other table. Hauling them to the trio’s home would involve a couple vehicles. As the last gifts were opened, chatter filled the room.

  “You’re a big help. I’m Bethany. Bridesmaid. ” The blonde held out a manicured hand.

  “Dale. Best man.” He shook her hand. “Nice to meet you. Hope the timing isn’t messing up your holidays.”

  “Oh, no. I took the red-eye, and I’ll sleep later. Did Christmas and got on a plane before the airports were insane. Perfect.” She smiled. “Poor Gretchen, though. She doesn’t like to travel.”

  “She’s a good friend. You both are, to come all this way to the darkness and cold.” He glanced over and caught Melody glaring at him. She was jealous. He wasn’t flirting, though.

  “It’s nothing. We’re so intrigued by the relationship. Isa said it’s fairly common.” Bethany looked around the room. “Too bad there aren’t more men here today.”

  “Don’t worry. Plenty of men will be at the rehearsal dinner and the wedding. If you’re social, you’ll meet them.” He spotted Ryan and Jason taking the gifts out to the car. “I better help. We’ll move out the gifts and let people chat over dessert and coffee.”

  “That’s so nice. I’d better mingle.” She waved at the guys.

  Dale carried boxes out to the SUV, where Jason and Ryan caught him.

  “She was flirty. Are you trying to ruin things?” Ryan asked.

  Dale shook his head, not wanting to hurt his guys. “Don’t obsess. Melody made it clear our relationship was for fun. If you start holding on too tight, she’ll run.”

  Jason closed the back of the SUV and nodded to Jimmy’s brother, who hopped in and started the car. The three men stepped back into the heated foyer of the lodge outside the event room. “That doesn’t mean we don’t need to show Mel we care,” Jason said. “The last couple weeks have been great. Pissing her off won’t keep her here.”

  “Being her lap dogs won’t keep her here either,” Dale replied. “Just because some woman flirts or talks to us doesn’t mean we did something wrong. She’s been our world for a while, and it’s fun, but reality will hit. Making promises we can’t keep will only make it more painful in the end. We have to be ourselves.”

  Ryan paced for a moment. “We have been ourselves. Okay, maybe we let her pick the movies more and haven’t been at the bar hanging out with the guys as much. But you were sort of flirting back.”

  “I was being nice to her friend. You two tell me I’m moody and not friendly enough. So I’m nice to her friend, and now it’s wrong.” He sighed. “I don’t get it.”

  Jason winked at Ryan and nodded. Ryan shrugged.

  “What?” Dale demanded. As much as he loved them both, sometimes he felt like he was out of step.

  “You were able to flirt with what’s-her-name because you’re totally in love with Melody. So no other woman is a threat or an option.” Jason clapped Dale on the back.

  Dale didn’t get a chance to say how crazy that was, because Jason kissed him hard on the mouth. Lust and carnal desires shot through him. They’d indulged themselves in having a woman around, but they would always love each other. Ryan pulled Dale into a kiss the second Jason released him.

  Dale stepped back. “Hey, there are strangers around here. We don’t want them to think because a trio is getting married that we’re having orgies all the time. Don’t assume anything about my feelings or Melody’s.”

  Ryan raised an eyebrow. “Don’t lie to us.”

  To Dale’s relief, Gretchen walked into the hall, sipping from a glass of water. “Are you okay?” he asked.

  “Fine. I’m sorry to spoil things.” She waved them off.

  “You’re not. I’m the best man, Dale. That’s Ryan and Jason. If you need anything, let us know. We live here, so if there’s some medication or anything that’ll help…”

  “Thank you. I just don’t fly well. I get motion sickness. I took plenty of medication. I’m a little shaky from it all. The meal helped a bit.” She leaned against the wall, taking deep breaths.

  Ryan pulled his handheld camera from his pocket. “I’d better get back to the interviews. I’ve got a live camera in there, but I want candid moments and comments.”

  Jason handed her a business card that listed their cell numbers. “Lots of water and rest should help. If it doesn’t, my brother is a paramedic here in town. Don’t be shy.”

  She smiled and took the card. The woman seemed uninterested in men or weddings. “Thanks.”

  “We’ll leave you to rest,” Dale said. “If you need anything, let us know. We’d better get back to helping.” He headed into the room and felt Jason close behind.

  “I hope she’s not really sick. Flying up to Anchorage won’t make an illness easier on her.” Jason gathered up more gifts.

  Dale agreed. “See? We’re just being nice to the guests. No flirting there on either end.”

  Jason chuckled and looked into the sea of women. Dale followed his gaze and spotted Bethany eyeing the duo as she chatted with Ryan. “At least one of the bridesmaids might be interested in Isa’s little plan to set up her friends.”

  “Mel doesn’t look happy about it.” Jason smiled as they carried the packages out.

  Dale was glad she was possessive over them. They were already attached to her, and even if he wouldn’t admit it, Dale knew he’d be a mess if she left. While he’d been busy not getting his hopes up, his heart had betrayed him.

  * * * *

  Mel had kept her promise to herself and didn’t fawn over the men at the shower. Nor did she confront them when Bethany was a major flirt. The maid of honor had a lot to do.

  Jimmy’s family had worked a deal on the catering with the wedding food as well. Melody paid for a sheet cake and decorations. She also bought votive candleholders with the wedding date and the trio’s names printed on them for each place setting. Sometimes her business had perks—she’d gotten all the items at discount. Bethany and Gretchen might chip in, but they needed to rest first.

  Isa and Mel led the way to Bethany’s and Gretchen’s rooms, pulling the rolling luggage behind them. “It’s nothing fancy,” Isa said.

  “We could share a room if it has two double beds,” Gretchen suggested.

  Bethany stopped and laughed. “I don’t know about you, but I’m hoping to get lucky here. All these hot single men and all the darkness. I’m going to have fun!”

  Gretchen held up her hands in defeat. “Fine. It was only a suggestion to save money.”

  Melody pulled Gretchen’s bag. The ill bridesmaid looked a bit better and had packed some of the leftover food for later so she didn’t have to go out if she didn’t feel well. Rolls and fried chicken would be safe if she was feeling queasy.

  “If you can stop by tomorrow for fittings, that’d be great. I know you need sleep. Call me tomorrow and let me know when you’re up for it. I’ve got a rental car.” Melody kept her mind on the wedding and tried to forget the vision of Bethany flirting with Mel’s men.

  “Sounds great. Then we can go bachelor shopping.” Bethany grinned as Isa opened the door to her room, and the two women took the luggage inside.

  Melo
dy and Gretchen trekked up the hall to Gretchen’s room. “Thanks, Mel. With all the men around, I’m shocked they didn’t offer to help with the luggage.”

  “True. Isa’s duo were unloading gifts, and my…” Mel caught herself. “My hosts, the best man and his boyfriends, own the space I’m occupying to make the dresses. They would’ve been here if they weren’t helping transport the gifts.”

  “The ones Bethany was eyeing. Good-looking.” Gretchen smiled. “You’ve been sewing like a maid. Poor Mel.”

  “Poor you. Sick from traveling, and you still stuck it out at the party. You didn’t have to.” Mel gave her old friend a hug. “Rest up. If you’re not feeling well enough for the fitting tomorrow, text me, and we’ll do it the day after. I’ve got plenty to do.”

  “I’ll get over this. I’m happy to see you and Isa so happy.” Gretchen kicked off her shoes and took off the jacket that matched her navy-blue dress.

  Mel wanted to cut off that sort of thinking. “Me? Happy? I’m happy for Isa. It’s dark so much here, and all I’ve been doing is sewing, so it’s hardly a vacation.” She stared at her friend. “Are you sure it’s just the travel? You seem down.”

  Gretchen frowned. “I hate all the planes and travel. Not knowing where things are. It stresses me out. Give me a day to get used to the place, and I’ll be fine. But I’m not wrong about you, Mel. You seem less tense and more comfortable than the last time I saw you.”

  “I’m always less tense when I’m busy. There’s plenty of work to do here.” Mel wasn’t convinced the travel was Gretchen’s only problem. She hadn’t seen any relationship updates or informative posts on Facebook, but Gretchen could be quiet.

  It’d been six months since they had lunch in Detroit, where Gretchen lived. Mel had moved to Grand Rapids five years ago, but they were still within driving distance. Mel didn’t think she’d done anything to suggest to Gretchen that she was tense or unhappy. Maybe her apparent happiness was because she was having regular sex with three hot men? That’d probably do it, but I’m not about to admit it!

  Gretchen rubbed her eyes. “Bethany is all about the men. But at least she can do our hair and makeup for the wedding. I wish there was something I could do. She went on and on about it on the flights. How many men would be too many? Like she’s going to have a line of men and get to pick the ones she likes.”