Fiona laughed and linked arms with Stig and Kirk. “Let’s go home. Are Leif and Josef at home?”
“We’re expecting them with a load some time tonight,” Stig said.
Fiona peered out the window of their vehicle for the short ride home. “I missed Churchill.”
“I hope you missed us,” Stig said.
“Fiona, mine, did,” Arve said. “We bought presents to make up for being away two extra weeks. And we spent an extra day in Winnipeg for Fiona, mine, to buy cold clothes. I enjoyed shopping.”
“He isn’t our brother,” Kirk stated.
Arve chuckled, a rumbling gurgle of joy and happiness. “I enjoyed having Fiona, mine, to myself.”
“Which is why she’s sleeping with us tonight,” Kirk said.
“Who said anything about waiting until then?” Stig added. “I want to show Fiona how much I missed her.”
Arve sighed. “I might do a grocery run.” He lifted his hand, extending it palm-out in front of his face before his brothers got over their shock. “IamArve. Fiona, mine, taught me lots of new things during our holiday. You will see.I am Arve.”
Chuckling, Fiona piled out of the vehicle and insisted on helping to carry some of their many bags up the stairs.
“The pair of you are slobbering like hungry wolves,” Arve said in disgust. “Go. Take Fiona, mine, with you. I will unpack the bags and do the grocery run.”
“Yes!” Kirk fist-pumped.
Stig scooped her into his arms and strode toward his bedroom.
“Wait!” Fiona objected. “Arve, can you hand me the small red suitcase?”
Arve handed the scarlet case to Kirk and waved them away.
Stig dropped Fiona in the middle of mattress and stood back to toe off his boots. His shirt hit the floor seconds later. Kirk and Stig jumped her almost together. She laughed as they divested her of clothes and footwear.
“Honey pie, we’ve missed you so much. Skype talks weren’t the same as having you here.”
Stig wasted no time in kissing her while Kirk stroked her thighs, her breasts and her backside with erotic intent. Their touch fueled her imagination—all that potent male heat.
“I want to fuck you first,” Kirk said. “Please.” When Stig parted their lips enough for her to see Kirk, he gestured at his straining erection.
“How about you both take me at the same time.” Fiona indicated her red suitcase. “Arve and I visited a sex shop and stocked up on fun things for us to try.”
Kirk groaned. “Don’t tell me you and Arve fucked like bunnies.”
“No, we made love like polar bears,” Fiona said sweetly. “We experimented and did it often.”
Stig jumped off the bed and opened the case. “You have lube.” He kissed the top of the bottle and turned to them with a predatory grin.
“Yes, that’s it,” Fiona said. “That’s the polar bear mien, the one that sayssex me now.”
“Arve didn’t spank you enough,” Kirk muttered.
“I think he did,” Stig said. “There’s a paddle in the red case.”
Kirk sent her a speculative gaze and giggling, she tapped her nose. “Me to know.”
“On your back in the middle of the bed, Kirk. Fiona, are you revved enough for a quick, desperate fuck?”
She winked. “Always with you guys.”
