Arctic Adventure (Men of Alaska Book 3)

by Cheryl Dragon

  “You know we’re a package deal?” Sean asked.

  Tiff pulled away, and her cheeks were bright red. “Sorry, I don’t know the rules. I can’t kiss one of you if the others aren’t watching?”

  Phil frowned. “I hope that’s not a rule.”

  “Of course not. I’m teasing.” Sean walked up and kissed Mick first and then Tiffany. “I’ve wanted to do that for decades.”

  “We should eat before it gets cold.” Mick carried the main dish to the round table.

  Phil filled glasses of water as Sean ushered her to the table. “Fine. Food and ground rules.”

  “You’re the one who grew up with this, Sean. You’d know best. But no pressure or guarantees,” Tiff said.

  He sat next to her with Mick across from her and Phil on her other side. Sean wanted to try to put her at ease, but life wasn’t that easy.

  “There are no guarantees in life. Honesty is the main thing. What’s working. What’s not. What are you worried about. Talking it all out is the only way or else people become jealous and paranoid,” Sean said.

  “No rush either,” Phil said.

  “Good. So if we’re being honest, why did you take me to dances but never make a move? Never date me? Weren’t you interested?” she asked.

  “Of course I was. We were friends. Your brothers were infamously overprotective. Mick and I were sort of together, and I knew it might cause trouble. They seemed okay with me taking you to dances. They didn’t want you sitting home alone.” Sean started passing around food.

  “No other guys ever asked me.” She shot a look at Mick.

  “Sounds like your brothers scared them off,” Phil said.

  Sean nodded. “Very much so. He’d be under scrutiny of all her brothers and her dad. The number of women isn’t as low in Alaska as it was back in the old days when ménage started.”

  “They had more options. Nice.” Tiff dug into her food. “These ribs are amazing.”

  “Thanks.” Mick grinned.

  “There were other options without the threat. But you’re not a minor anymore.” Sean had thought about doing a lot more with Tiff every day, but now it was possible. And she was interested. Pushing it now wasn’t smart. “Have you ever been to Arctic Man?”

  She nodded. “Once as a paramedic. That’s one crazy week.”

  “We’re going this year.” Sean smiled.

  “Vacation? Or are the troopers working it?” she asked.

  “We’re not working it. We’d planned on that as a vacation for a long time. Phil wants to see Alaskan Spring Break,” Mick said.

  “Why don’t you come with us? You probably have a lot of vacation time banked,” Phil said.

  “Maybe. But that’s a ton of drinking, fireworks, and crazy people on snow machines. I was never a party girl.” She shrugged and filled up her plate for a second helping.

  Sean loved that she wasn’t afraid to eat or be herself. “Partying isn’t all bad. I’m not talking about getting drunk every night. But not having to work. Cooking out, trying some new things, fireworks, and campfires. Last bit of fun on a lot of snow. You were always a serious student.”

  “I wasn’t a good student. I had to study a lot to get good grades. My skills were always taking care of people and animals. Abstract learning is just not my strength.” Tiff bit into a piece of bread. “This is really great, Phil.”

  “Thanks. Look, Tiff, we’re not going to get drunk or have orgies or anything crazy. We don’t need to be that wild to have fun. Sean and Mick are going to ride in the race. I want to explore a bit. Maybe you can help me with some hands-on training?” Phil flirted.

  “You’re what?” Tiff dropped her bread on the table and wiped her hands with a napkin. “You’re racing? I’ve seen you walk. You’ve got a bit of a limp. What happened?”

  Sean sighed. “I smashed up my leg skiing a glacier. The knee healed okay, but the ankle still aches at times. Not a big deal. It kept me in Anchorage for a year with surgeries and rehab crap. I want to get back out there.”

  “You’re not twenty-two anymore, and with an injury…why risk it?” she asked.

  “I’m good. I used to snowboard and ski in races all the time for fun. I need to get back out there and prove I can still do it.” Sean shrugged. He was glad she’d focused on the race and not on Phil’s comments about partying. Arctic Man was infamous for being one massive party with nonstop liquor. She didn’t know the details of Mick’s home life growing up, and he didn’t want her to see him as a victim. Sean knew it and protected his friend.

  “You’re not a professional. You don’t need to compete.” She shook her head and stared at Mick. “You’re going to do this?”

  “The snow machine isn’t the hard part. Sean has been skiing glaciers and mountains galore. He can do it.” Mick shrugged.

  “Piece of cake,” Phil said.

  “Not if they go later. The course gets torn up and rutted. It makes driving harder and slows your speed big time. The machine gets caught and people get thrown.” Tiff was dead serious.

  “There are paramedics, like you, ready to take care of anyone hurt.” Sean put an arm around her shoulders. “If you’re so worried, you can come along and keep an eye on us.”

  She leaned over and kissed Phil. Sean chuckled. She was playing with them. When she turned back to Sean, she was grinning. “Keeping you three in line is a lot of work.”

  “You’d also be family free. I don’t think your brothers are planning to go. If Sean’s family does to go cheer him on, they know how to respect boundaries. Your parents never go. We have a week alone, on top of each other in the camper, to see if we really want to be a group. See if issues come up,” Mick pointed out.

  “Now that’s an argument I can respect.” She gestured to Mick and then turned to Sean. “You promise if you’re hurt, you’ll listen to me. No macho crap.”

  “Absolutely.” He kissed her mouth.

  She pulled back. “That goes for all of you. If I go, I don’t want to be treated like a sister or like I’m supposed to listen to the men. I had a dad and brothers like that. I’m an equal, and my say counts.”

  “You’re pretty much in charge.” Phil laughed.

  Mick shoved Phil’s shoulder. “No one is going to push you to do anything. Everyone is equal, and we’ll learn how to work this group relationship thing.”

  “Good.” She pulled Sean back and resumed the kiss. Sean gripped her waist and pulled her close to feel her curves.

  He knew in that kiss that she wasn’t going anywhere tonight.

  Chapter Five

  Teenage love and lust mixed in with unrestrained desire sent her up into the loft with the men following. Phil was more of an adult fantasy she’d been having since she met him. Now three hot men! It was like a dream, but this was real. This could be perfect, and the view of them stripping naked blanked out any worries about what might happen. All different and all in excellent shape, in her professional opinion.

  When Sean kissed Phil, her insides tightened. She’d thought about Sean and Mick together plenty of times while she was in high school. Being the only girl meant she didn’t have to share a room. However, just because no boy could get past her brothers didn’t mean she wasn’t getting off thinking about the guys she wanted.

  Mick rubbed Sean’s cock until it was hard and kissed his neck. “No pressure, Tiff.”

  She almost laughed but removed her own clothes instead. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”

  Approaching the trio, she kissed Phil first. He was new, and she didn’t want him to feel left out. They were still building a relationship, but she couldn’t deny the lust that’d sparked when they met before she even knew he was part of this group. He was tall and muscled. Military tattoos graced his upper arms and chest. She kissed his nipple and stroked his erection.

  “She likes him more?” Sean teased.

  She took the hint and moved over to Sean. “I’m not well versed in group sex. You’ll have to teach m
e the tricks and manners.”

  He kissed her hard and pulled her in. His cock rubbed her hip, and she moaned as his hairy chest teased her breasts. Sean was lean but powerful. He had scars more than ink, but they were every bit as sexy.

  Mick leaned over and kissed her neck. She loved them all individually in their way, but no one would be left out. She’d learn to juggle all those balls, or at least the cocks. She shifted to kiss Mick’s mouth and worked a cock in each hand.

  The room heated up when Phil slid beneath her. He spread her thighs, and his eager tongue worked her wet pussy. Being the center of attention was a new sensation and she liked it!

  “Don’t let us gang up on you. Tell us what you want,” Mick said.

  “You’d never hurt me. I want all of you. All of us, together.” She smiled and kissed his broad chest. He was tall and strong. She spotted a few scars, but they were very faded. These weren’t spoiled men sitting in an office. They faced danger and worked hard.

  Phil slid a finger inside her pussy, and she groaned. “I’m definitely ready.”

  When he grabbed her ass and started massaging, she felt him headed for another entrance. “I’ve never done that.”

  “You’ll love it,” Phil said.

  She smiled. “So you bottom for them both?”

  Phil stood and pressed to her back, rubbing his cock along the crack of her ass. “I do. Sean switches up at times. I haven’t been with a girl since high school, so I’m trying not to be overeager.”

  She turned her head and kissed him. “We’ve got all night.”

  Slipping from the group, she missed the heat and the touching, but it’d be far more comfortable on the big bed. They’d shoved two queen beds together, and she climbed on. Then she remembered she’d left her purse downstairs. “I assume you guys have protection and everything.”

  Sean retrieved a box of condoms and packets of lube from the nightstand drawer. “You don’t have to do anal or anything you don’t want to.”

  She pulled him onto the bed and the others followed. Kissing and groping, the desire built. Phil sucked on one breast while Sean claimed the other. Mick possessed her mouth, and she knew in that moment it was right. She was meant for more than one man. She’d just been waiting for the right ones. Why had they left her? Why had they waited so long to come back? Those were questions for a time when they weren’t naked.

  Phil fingered her pussy again, and she lifted her hips. “Please,” she said.

  “You heard the lady.” Mick tossed a condom at Phil.

  He put it on and sunk into her cunt slowly. As soon as he was in fully, she felt the tension in him relax. “So good,” he said.

  “Very good. Fuck me,” she encouraged. His dick was long and thick enough to remind her it’d been a while since she’d had sex.

  Mick shifted down and licked her breast while she curled her fingers around Sean’s cock and guided him up so she could suck on something. He moaned and grabbed her hair. Tiff felt Mick tense at the same time, and she caressed his back with her other hand.

  Rocking to Phil’s thrusts, she knew he wouldn’t take long. When Mick’s finger slid down her stomach and worked her clit, she was on the verge of climax in seconds. Holding off, she sucked on Sean, but when Mick switched direction, her body surrendered. Coming on Phil’s cock, she groaned and forced her eyes open to fully take in the group sex.

  Her climax sent Phil over the edge, and he hollered, falling back on the bed. Mick wasted no time and kissed her cunt. The intense pleasure was too much in some spots, but his lips gave way to tongue, and she wanted more. Leaning on the pillows, she rubbed Sean’s member over her breast.

  “You okay?” Sean asked.

  She grinned. “Mick’s going to make me come again.”

  “Good.” Sean kissed her.

  A mouth and a hand worked her tits, and she could only assume Phil had recovered because Mick’s face was where it belonged. He ate her gently, but the ripples began. Being kissed, fondled, and licked all over sent her mentally flying into another orgasm. Her bucking hips made a little rougher contact with him, and he slid two fingers into her pussy.

  “Fuck me,” she said.

  She’d turned into a greedy sex slut quickly, but Sean and Mick had always dominated her fantasies. Next time she’d watch them fuck each other. Now she needed them in her. On her. With her.

  More than one at once. The idea turned her on. Two cocks inside of her. She sat up and pushed Mick down onto his back. Sliding a condom on his big dick, she’d never felt so right or wanted in her life. She straddled his cock and sank onto the shaft greedily. Leaning forward, she kissed him.

  “Bossy.” He cupped her breasts and squeezed them.

  “I want to see if Sean wants to try my ass. I can’t wait to see what it feels like to have two.” She smiled at Sean.

  “Are you sure?” Sean asked.

  “Can’t hurt to try.” She rode Mick slowly.

  Phil licked down her back and pinched her ass. “Let’s see if you’re ready. Relax and deep breaths.”

  She heard a condom wrapper tear and then felt cool lube on her asshole. The chill and the thrill were arousing. The press of a condom felt fast but there were fingers not a cock inside. She looked back and Phil was starting with one. Slowly he worked one finger and then two inside of her.

  “Okay?” he asked.

  She nodded. “Good.”

  Phil pressed his fingers toward Mick’s cock, and she tightened on the digits.

  “Hurt?” he asked.

  “No, I just never. Wow. Sean is bigger. Try three fingers.” She leaned forward and held onto Mick.

  “You don’t have to do it all now.” Mick lifted into her.

  Moaning, she wiggled and rocked on his dick. “Can’t hold out?”

  “I can wait forever. Hell, I’ve waited almost twenty years. Don’t push too hard to please us,” Mick said.

  She kissed him. “I’m the one getting three hot men. I want to try. Next time, I want to watch you guys fuck a bit as well.”

  Phil succeeded in working a third finger up her ass. Tiff lifted and lowered on the double penetration. “I like it.”

  “We’ve been waiting for this. We’ve been fucking each other for a long time.” Sean took Phil’s place and slid his cock gently in her rear.

  “But if I want to watch, I bet you’ll indulge me. The idea of you guys together turns me on so much.” She eased back and he pushed forward, adding a bit more lube.

  “That is tight,” Mick said.

  She nodded, but the smile on her face told the whole story. This was her fantasy since high school, and it was real. Finally Phil came back from tossing the used condom, and she pulled him in for a kiss. Groping each other while the other men fucked her, she found Phil’s cock ready for more.

  Leaning forward, she braced herself on her hands and positioned Phil straddling Mick’s head. She sucked Phil’s cock and had the trio all inside of her. The pulsing, the thrusting, and the heat of the masculine cage she was in made her pussy wetter. Every part of her seemed to open for these men.

  Phil moaned louder, and she turned her head to find Mick sucking Phil’s balls. Her willpower gone, she moaned and then screamed with her mouth full as her climax took hold. Snapping her hips, she wanted them inside of her and stretching her all the way through her intense orgasm.

  The grunts from Mick told her he’d given up the fight to holdout, and Sean ground into her ass. Phil pulled back, and she grabbed his cock by the base. As her release subsided, she listened to Sean curse and groan in release. Mick’s breathing slowed a bit, and she gently led Phil back in and sucked his tip as her hand worked the base.

  “Shit, Tiff.” Phil tried to back up again, but she held tight as he came. Drops slipped from her lips, but she swallowed what she could, and Sean leaned over to watch. He lapped Phil’s head too and arousal teased Tiff again.

  “That was perfect,” she said.

  “You’re definitely meant for more than
one man.” Sean kissed her cheek. Mick pulled her up and kissed her breasts while Phil openly claimed her mouth.

  The sex was amazing. People finding out about this—that thought made her stomach flutter in a bad way.

  She sat back. “Maybe we should keep this to ourselves until we’re sure. Sex is one thing, but there’s more to it.”

  Sean kissed the back of her neck. “I can invite everyone over to my parents’ house for Sunday brunch. It’ll feel less weird, and you can get some input.”

  “Your friends have groups don’t they?” Phil asked.

  She nodded. “Maybe I’m just a little overwhelmed.”

  “No pressure,” Mick reminded.

  Smiling, she planted her hands on his chest. “I know. It’s me. I want it. I want more, but it’s new.”

  “Felt pretty natural. A little practice and you’ll be bragging in town.” Sean cupped her breasts and gently pinched her nipples.

  “I have to work early in the morning, so I need to get some sleep.” Arousal won the fight for now. “I won’t want to get out of bed.”

  “Us either,” Phil said.

  * * * *

  Tracking Tiffany down at lunch was easier than Mick thought. There were only so many places, plus he’d gone to school with her partner, Tony. A quick text and Tony had things to do on his lunch hour, so he’d dropped Tiff off at the diner on Main Street.

  Mick walked in and sat next to her at the counter where she was looking at her phone. “What looks good?”

  “I’m just having the soup.” She tensed a bit. “What are you doing here?”

  “Lunch.” He shrugged.

  The waitress walked up with a grin. “You two want the booth in the back? Just opened up.”

  “Sure. Thanks. It’ll be together. I’ll have the seafood chowder too.” He nodded and then led the way.

  She sat across from him and scowled.

  “What?” he asked.

  “How was that not making decisions for me?” she asked.

  “A booth is better. Sorry, but I wanted to talk to you.” Mick realized she was going to be testing him for a while, great sex or not. What some regarded as polite gentlemanly behavior had been used by the men in her family to keep her in a box.