Leif, who stood a few steps behind him, rolled his eyes. “He drove like a madman on the way home.”
“I showed him how.” Arve wore smugness like a winter jacket.
Josef cut off Fiona’s laugh with his lips as he kissed her thoroughly. The instant he lifted his head, Leif swept her into his arms and captured her mouth in a lip-lock.
“We missed you,” Josef whispered, crowding her from behind.
“Four weeks apart is way too long,” Leif said.
“I love you,” Fiona said, kissing Leif and then she turned in his arms to repeat the words and snuggle with Josef too.
“Can we show you how much we love you?” Josef asked hoarsely.
“After dinner,” Arve declared. “Fiona needs to refuel.”
Fiona and Arve cooked a meal together while the others sorted out the freight they’d brought from Gillam. They opened a bottle of champagne and toasted coming together again.
After a dinner full of laughter and teasing, plus business discussions and catching up on news, they did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. Happiness filled Fiona to the point of bursting, and she couldn’t stop smiling despite her mouth hurting.
This was family.
A relationship should feel heady and exciting and empowering, and no matter what the locals thought, she bubbled with exhilaration and found it difficult to stand still.
“Is it time for bed?” Josef asked.
“Yes.” Fiona gazed at their expectant faces. “All of you for a while, but I’m spending the night with Josef and Leif.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Leif said.
They ended up in Arve’s bed since his was the biggest. The laughter and joking continued while they stripped off clothes. Leif took her into his arms, and since her body was already revved from the sneaky kisses and strokes throughout dinner and afterward, she straddled his body and impaled herself on his cock.
Josef stretched her rear entrance and tunneled inside her while Arve and Kirk teased a breast each.
“Open for me, honey pie,” Stig whispered as he tapped his cock head against her lips.
“I love you,” Fiona whispered before she closed her lips around his shaft. Excitement prickled over her skin and fired her nerve endings as her men loved her. Delicate brushes of fingers interspersed with thrusts and warm mouths. The blistering waves started slow, creeping over her until the pressure and excitement scaled the heights.
She moaned, unsure of which sensation to focus on first. The warm, wet suction at her breasts, the invade and retreat of the three cocks filling her with delectable tension. The pressure snapped without warning and she shattered, her senses over-stimulated from the attention of her lovers. Bolts of pleasure continued for long moments, and she was ultra-aware of the cocks pulsing within her, the masculine groans of completion.
Without haste, the brothers rearranged their bodies, surrounding her with their heat, their strength, their love.
Stig brushed her hair away from her face. “Thank you for coming into our lives.”
“You make us into a family,” Leif said.
“A tight unit,” Josef added.
“We love you,” Kirk whispered.
“Fiona, ours,” Arve said with finality.
And Fiona swallowed, tears of joy in her eyes, as she gave a heartfelt smile to each of her men. As far as she was concerned, she was the lucky one. She had the best of both worlds—the protection of the polar bear shifter brothers, their love and yet they let her be herself too.
Five men for her.
Life and love didn’t get any better than Churchill, and she thought this might only be the start of her grand adventure. Fiona couldn’t wait for the next installment.
