Sterling New Year

by Cheryl Dragon

  Jason kissed her neck. “You made it a lot longer than we expected.”

  “Longer?” She frowned.

  “New people here usually have a little freak-out—unless they want to be away from everything,” Dale said. “They miss fast food and other chains, the mall, and all that. Some people return Anchorage or back to the lower forty-eight. You fit in better than you think.”

  She shook her head. “I want sunlight and fancy coffee that costs too much because of the brand, not because we’re way up here. I don’t want moose roaming around at night. Or everyone in town knowing who I’m sleeping with.”

  Jason suddenly felt stupid for introducing her to his brothers. “Bruce and Tony were on duty. It wasn’t a special trip.”

  “I didn’t mean them. All the women seemed to know already. I got the feeling they think I’m staying.” She turned her head from side to side. “I have to get some sleep. I have fittings starting after lunch.”

  “You’re tense.” Ryan helped her stand.

  Dale steered her straight to the bed while Jason locked up the house. Ryan shut down his machines. They’d make sure she felt safe sleeping and help her relax.

  Jason stripped off his clothes when he joined them in the bedroom. “I think I know what’ll relax her. Let’s give her what she’s asked for.”

  She looked confused for a second as she lay back on a pillow. Jason tossed Dale a condom and lube packet before climbing on the bed. On his hands and knees, he faced the side of the bed and pulled Ryan in close so Jason could suck Ryan’s erection.

  Dale lubed Jason’s ass and quickly filled his hole. The soft noises from Melody made Jason harder. He’d lived with his men for so long and loved it. He adored his guys, but adding a woman to the mix, the right woman… Mel just didn’t understand how much she meant to them. Performing for her was better than fucking without her.

  She edged closer, then ran a hand over his back. Jason gently massaged her slit to help ease her tension. Hitting a moose would shake anyone up. Ryan fondled her breasts. Jason looked over to see Dale kissing her mouth.

  “Roll over.” She nudged Jason’s side.

  Jason groaned in protest, but Ryan backed off, and Dale pulled out as well. They flipped him on his back. Jason kept his legs spread as Dale hiked up Jason’s ass and filled him. Jason eased Melody on top of him into a sixty-nine. The feel of her warm flesh relaxed him. He licked her pussy until she pressed against him.

  Jason knew part of her still doubted they wanted her. Eventually, they’d wear her down and prove they loved every inch of her body. When she sucked his cock, Jason moaned into her folds. Ryan slid on protection and lubed her ass.

  Full participation was better, but he wanted to indulge her fantasy of watching them. The fact that she wanted more than the fantasy of a voyeur fueled Jason’s ardor. Ryan crouched to take her ass. Jason drank in the feeling of her tensing and taking that cock all the way until she relaxed. He tongued her clit and fingered her pussy as she sucked his cock eagerly.

  Dale picked up his pace. Jason knew he’d lose control. The mass of four people rocked together. Jason fingered until he hit Mel’s G-spot. She shook and cried out. Dale slammed into Jason, and Jason came all over himself and Melody as Dale took his ass a few more times before grunting in release.

  The sensation of Dale coming inside him as Melody lapped up Jason’s cum made him shiver. He licked her clit as Ryan ground into her ass. She moaned, rubbing her pussy on Jason’s face.

  “Feel better?” Dale asked.

  She rolled off Jason and groaned. “I feel like I can barely remember my name. I love you guys.”

  Jason cuddled with her while the other two men ditched the used condoms. “Okay. We’ll have to try that you-watch-and-we-fuck thing again.”

  Her cheeks turned bright red. “It was too tempting.” She kissed his mouth softly.

  * * * *

  As the bride twirled, Mel smiled. Her day had been a blur, but Isa was happy with the dress and veil. Gretchen and Bethany had already changed out of their silver gowns. They approved them and the shoes.

  With the bride happy, the pressure was off Melody. Isa took off the dress, and Mel carefully packed it in the extra big bag. “You’re good to go.”

  “I can’t believe it’s the day after tomorrow.” Isa came out in jeans and a sweater.

  Bethany looked at herself in the mirror. “I can’t wait to get those hunks in a room and see who catches my eye.”

  Mel was relieved to see Gretchen happier and more level today. “It is a nice, quiet town,” Gretchen said. “I wonder if anyone is hiring a marketing person.”

  “What happened?” Isa jumped on the news.

  “Don’t worry about it. Laid off, but it’s happening to tons of people. I never imagined I’d like it here this much. I could use a change.” Gretchen played with a spool of thread.

  Melody was more than surprised. Sterling people were nice, and the town was relatively small, but so far from everything. And so dark it felt like a weird dream. When she got home, she’d finally wake up. But the men wouldn’t be there. Thinking about all this was the last thing she wanted to do.

  “I don’t know of anyone who needs a marketing person. People do stuff themselves around here.” Isa frowned. “But I’ll ask around.”

  “Thanks. Alaska might not be the right change, but I think I need a new adventure.” Gretchen sounded serious.

  Bethany primped in the mirror. “I know what adventure I want here.”

  “Get some rest. I’ll be over for my manicure and pedicure in an hour.” Mel handed out the dresses and shoes, then helped the women to their cars so nothing was ruined.

  Bethany hopped into the backseat of the SUV. “Okay, fine. There better be hot single men at this wedding, Isa. I’ll never forgive you if I go home alone on the wedding night.”

  Isa rolled her eyes at Mel before getting in the driver’s seat. Gretchen joined them, and they drove off. Peace and quiet were a good thing with all the questions and feelings swirling inside Mel.

  After her nails were done, Melody stopped by the market. The prices made her cringe, but she wanted to cook the men dinner. In their kitchen, she felt like she was on display. One or all kept wandering in, offering to help.

  They’d taken good care of her, and talking the situation over only led to them wanting her to stay. Food might be a better way to communicate. Pasta was easy, and she’d let them open wine and make garlic bread sticks.

  As they sat down to eat, she felt their gazes on her. “What? I can’t do something nice?”

  Ryan dug into his food, smiling approvingly. “We appreciate it, but you don’t have to do domestic stuff. We’re not looking for a wife to do that.”

  It made her feel better when all the men were eating. “I don’t have to do it. I want to. The wedding is the day after tomorrow—it’ll be crazy. After that, I have no idea what’ll happen other than packing up. Might be frantic.”

  Dale cleared his throat. “Nothing has to be frantic. You don’t have to rush off. You can give up your room at the inn and stay here.”

  “I have a plane ticket.” She started eating as the vibe in the room changed.

  They ate in silence for a few minutes, but she felt the difference.

  Jason played with a piece of paper and put it back in his pocket. “We don’t want to push you. We all love you and want you to stay. I know it’s a huge change and you’d have stuff to move up. It’s not a minor thing. But we’d do everything we can to make it easy on you. You belong here. We love you.”

  “There aren’t enough women around here to keep my business up. There are barely enough women where I live who want custom gowns. I’ve been teaching sewing classes to add to my income. It would be a change.” She took a long drink of wine to quiet the part of her that wanted to jump on the idea and forget all about reality.

  Dale pointed to Ryan’s camera and computer station. “You could take orders online. Ryan would set you up a virtual stor
e. Get local seamstresses to take the measurements and send them to you. Pictures can be traded and designs of beading or stitching posted. You ship the dress to the seamstress for a final fitting. Custom done by you here.”

  Jason handed her his sketch. “I could build an addition to our boat repair shop. We’ve got the land already. It’d be twice the size and have windows.”

  Her jaw dropped as she stared at the drawing. It was a rough sketch with her name on the sign over a door. A place of her own? Shock, surprise, and a bit of delight swirled inside her. “You’re talented. It’s a wonderful plan, but I don’t know about a life change like that. I’m not sure I belong here. I honestly never thought I’d get married. People do stuff for the wrong reasons, and if the relationship didn’t work out, I’d be stuck here.”

  “You think our reasons aren’t right? We love you. No pressure or guilt.” Ryan poured more wine.

  Dale chuckled. “And who said anything about marriage? No one is trying to rush you into anything. We just don’t want you running off without knowing how we feel. With the wedding the day after tomorrow, you might not let us have this say. You’d have plenty of excuses with all the maid-of-honor duties and then packing up.”

  She couldn’t argue with that. The men not pushing for marriage made her feel better. Her move with the dinner was certainly not an indication she wanted to be around them less. It was actually very domestic.

  Although she had orders for upcoming summer weddings, she would have plenty of time to complete them. Maybe she could change her plans. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Let’s eat and relax before the craziness. I can’t believe it’s going to be a new year so soon. Damn! I didn’t get anything for dessert.”

  “I think we can figure something out.” Dale took a bite of bread stick while the men all smiled.

  “Maybe I should go back to the inn.” She cleared her plate.

  Dale caught her around the waist from behind. “What are you talking about? You’re dessert.”

  “You want to eat me?” she teased.

  “Damn right.” Jason removed the rest of the plates.

  Ryan wrapped up the leftovers, then put them in the fridge. “If you’re good, we’ll let you watch us again.”

  “But hands off this time.” Dale eased her onto the table, then pulled off her clothing.

  Not even going to the bedroom this time? She didn’t argue as Ryan guided her to lean back. The men stripped naked. She admired the nice view. Ryan nudged Dale out of the way and licked her slit until she spread her legs.

  Lying back, she gave in as Jason sucked her breasts while Dale kissed her lips. She teased their cocks, but they pushed her hands away. Dale held them over her head, adding an extra thrill. She could get away if she wanted, but what woman would want to escape this?

  Ryan sucked her folds and pushed a finger inside her. Sighing, she tried to scoot down, but the other two held her. Ryan gave her another finger while he rubbed his tongue all over her pussy, except her clit.

  Her nipples tightened as Jason pinched them. She pulled away from Dale’s kiss to catch her breath.

  “Come on,” Dale encouraged her.

  She closed her eyes and surrendered to the sensations. Ryan was good with his tongue and fingers, toying with her until she was on the edge. He hit her G-spot. Her hips snapped as she cried out while the climax washed over her.

  Jason took Ryan’s spot and pressed her thighs open. With just his tongue, Jason used an aggressive approach. He went right for her clit until she whimpered and moved her hips. Was she trying to get more or a break? She had no clue, but he held her down and sucked her clit, then flicked it with his tongue until she shook.

  The orgasm made her groan and rock on the table. Satisfied yet anticipating Dale, she licked her lips and opened her eyes when no one quickly took over.

  Dale had exchanged places with Jason. He stared at her. She decided to ask for what she needed. “Fuck me.”

  He smiled and leaned down. His tongue worked her pussy from the top all the way down, then pressed inside her.

  Gasping, she inched closer to him. “Please, really fuck me!”

  The tongue moved up to her clit, and three big fingers spread her cunt and went deep. “Like it?” he asked.

  “God, yes!” She lay back on the table and let him work his magic. With Dale finger fucking her and sucking her clit, she was in heaven.

  She thought it’d take longer this time, but he wasn’t gentle with her. She loved that about him. He worked her body confidently. She screamed in release as the world fell away and all she could feel was him.

  The men caressed her as she recovered. Then Ryan disappeared. Dale and Jason coaxed her into a chair.

  “Don’t move. You can’t interfere this time.” Jason wagged a finger at her seriously.

  She grinned. Her body felt like jelly, so remaining seated would take a little effort.

  Ryan returned with condoms and lube, plus what looked like a bracelet. He took that black piece of fabric and secured it around the base of Dale’s hard cock.

  A cock ring? Wow! Only a few feet away, Ryan bent Dale over the corner of the table closest to Melody. Jason offered Dale his cock to suck. That was arousing as hell. She stayed in the chair and switched from eagerly watching the oral sex to watching Ryan lubing Dale’s ass.

  Her pussy throbbed as Ryan slid on the protection and then filled Dale’s ass at an angle so she could get a good view. She scooted the chair a bit to see more. Then she heard Dale’s muffled moaning and saw Jason’s cock balls-deep in Dale’s mouth.

  Ryan thrust harder into Dale until the table rocked. She stared at Dale’s ass, so vulnerable for her. Jason’s cursing made her look as he came all over Dale’s face.

  Squirming in the chair, she watched Ryan take control, fucking Dale until Ryan came deep inside him.

  Dale stood slowly, then turned to face her, his cock still hard.

  “Don’t think we forgot your dessert,” Ryan said before he licked Jason’s cum off Dale’s face.

  Jason tugged the Velcro cock ring free, then nudged Dale. Dale exhaled and jerked his dick. She leaned forward and sucked his erection. Watching had been so good. The heat and flavor of him melted her. She’d miss them. Each of her men was sexy and sweet. She couldn’t think about leaving as she swirled her tongue around the tip of his dick.

  Dale gripped her hair, then came in her mouth. Swallowing, she nuzzled his shaft before pressing her lips to his balls. “That was impressive.”

  “That was just dessert.” Dale kissed her lips.

  Chapter Seven

  Over pancakes the next morning, Ryan started to let himself hope she would stay. Rattled by the moose incident, of course she’d be longing for home. Now she appeared more at ease. Great sex seemed to have that effect on her.

  He wanted more time with Melody before the crush of reality descended. “Maybe we should take out the new boat today. We won’t get another chance to show it off before the wedding. We need to test it out.”

  “I think that’s a great idea.” Jason hugged Ryan from behind as they cleared the table.

  Mel finished her coffee. “It’s not too icy or cold?”

  “No. The boats keep going year-round. We have to test it.” Dale nodded. “It’s our gift to the married trio.”

  Ryan saw Mel perk up at the idea. “Sounds like fun. Maybe a quick run. I have a few things to do before the rehearsal dinner tonight.”

  “You never stop.” Jason pulled her from the chair.

  The four of them dressed for cold weather. Dale drove them to the pier. With Jason working the cranes, the boat was lowered into the water. The rest of them piled on as Ryan tested the engine. It wasn’t their biggest boat, but it was a nice size for fishing and recreational outings.

  “You’ll have so much free time after the wedding.” Dale snuggled with Melody as the cold wind whipped through her hair.

  Jason presented a bottle of champagne from behind his back and han
ded it to Melody. “Wait. You have to christen it.”

  Mel took the bottle, looking confused.

  Ryan chuckled. “Just smash the bottle on the side of the boat. It’s already named Belle’s Baby.”

  “Fitting.” Melody went to the side. Dale kept her from leaning over too far as she swung the bottle. It shattered, and the job was done. “It’s a beautiful boat!”

  The wind picked up as Jason took a turn at the helm. Ryan sat next to Melody. “It is great. Not sure Isa will ever be a big boating person after her accident, but she’ll appreciate it.”

  “I hope those rude cousins of hers don’t come to the wedding. They’re just jealous she’s got two men who love her. They were really out of line.” Melody looked out into the darkness.

  “We’ve got enough ushers to bounce them.” Dale put an arm around her shoulders.

  “There’s a question I’ve wanted to ask Isa, but haven’t because I don’t want to be rude.” Melody bit her lip.

  Ryan didn’t want her to hold back. “You can ask us anything. We might not know the answer, but we can try.”

  She sighed. “Well, legally, marriage to two men isn’t possible. Why get married at all? Legally…she said she’d marry Ben and then have the ceremony with both of them. Why not just do the ceremony and screw the legalities?”

  “Nothing wrong with that approach, if you prefer it. But the coast guard has good benefits. They wanted her taken care of.” Jason turned the boat back toward the pier.

  “I guess that makes sense. I don’t know how you’d pick one and not the other, though.” She shivered. “I’m glad we’re going back. Too damn cold!”

  “Almost there,” Jason said.

  Ryan liked that she was thinking about marriage. “That’s the fun of a group relationship. No two are exactly the same. You do what works for you.”

  The men focused on docking the boat as it bumped the pier. Melody retrieved her purse and eagerly waited for dry land. “I never thought I’d get married. I love making the dresses, but marriages rarely last anymore. Weddings seem like a hopeless business some days.”

  “Would you feel that way if your parents had been happy?” Ryan asked as he helped her off the boat.