Tri-Tip (Grade-A Beefcakes 3)

I’d taken off my utility belt and put my service piece in the lockbox in the SUV. I’d even—much to Poe’s, Kemp’s and Gus’s enjoyment—taken off my uniform shirt. They’d looked like horndogs by the side of the SUV as I undid the buttons, but sad little boys when a racy bra and bare skin wasn’t exposed, but a plain white t-shirt.

“Spill what, exactly?” I asked.

“I thought Poe was a vet. I didn’t realize he did tonsil checkups on people,” Kaitlyn replied, waggling her eyebrows. “With his tongue.”

I blushed. I could feel it. No one had missed the way he’d practically swallowed me whole. God, he was the intense one of the three. That fact that this morning he’d shaved my pussy bare with a focused diligence, then fucked me in the shower was a good example. He was also broody and wary. Needy in a way I didn’t quite understand yet, but was almost tangible about him. It was as if he were frantic for me. Oh, Gus and Kemp were frantic as well, their dicks hard and eager to get inside me. But there was something else with Poe. I just didn’t understand it yet. But that was okay. I liked it…whatever it was.

He smelled so good, and I remembered how I breathed in his clean scent along with the pungent scent of fucking. Of my juices, his cum, even though he’d filled a condom with it instead of my pussy.

I squeezed my thighs together, felt how sleek I felt being bare down there. I was wet, too. Still.

“I’ve got two men to handle. How you take on three…” Ava said, going to the fridge and pulling out a jar of pickles and handing them to Julia.

I shrugged. “I, um… don’t really know the difference. It’s not like I’ve ever done it before. They’re a handful though.”

Julia put her hands over her ears. “A handful? I don’t want to hear that kind of talk about my brother!”

I stared at her wide-eyed, confused for a second, then Kaitlyn, Ava and I laughed. Ava grabbed one of Julia’s hands and tugged it down. “She wasn’t talking about the size of Gus’s dick.” She offered me a sly look. “But I’m sure it’s much more than a handful.”

Julia groaned.

“She was talking about dealing with three men,” Kaitlyn clarified. “They’re stubborn. Bossy.”

“Opinionated,” Ava added.

“Alpha,” Kaitlyn replied.

“Dominant,” I offered.

They stared at me and Ava grinned. She came over, patted my arm. “Dominant, bossy alphas times three. Nice job.”

“You talk as if Tucker and Colton don’t tie you up and have their way with you,” Julia said, opening the pickle jar lid.

Ava put her hand to her chest. “Me? What about little Miss Perv over here. She got it on with Duke and Jed on stage at a male revue show. And she didn’t even know their names.”

My mouth fell open. Kaitlyn, the librarian? Not only at a revue show, but on stage? Then I thought of Duke and Jed outside in their jeans and snap shirts. They knew how to fill them out all right. I didn’t blame her. Hell, I’d bent over and showed my ass to three men in a vet clinic.

“So it’s not weird that I saw Gus again after all this time yesterday, and I’d never even met Poe or Kemp before that? I mean, they’re talking long term here and it’s been…” I glanced down at my watch. “Thirty hours.”

“Welcome to the club of men who know what they want—”

“More like who they want,” Kaitlyn clarified.

“—and going after it. Getting it. And never letting go.”

The way Ava talked, it was as if the same thing happened to her. When she held up her left hand and flashed a big diamond engagement ring, I had my answer.

Had Tucker and Jed been so intent, so serious so fast? The way Kaitlyn was nodding, and what Ava had said about how they’d done sexy times without even knowing each other’s names… Duke and Jed were the same way.

“Is this a Duke thing? Lust at first sight? I mean, it’s fast. You saw Poe and the tonsillectomy. I met him yesterday. And the stuff we did last night… and this morning…”

I blushed and the women grinned. Ava even high-fived me.

Gus had said he’d always loved me. That made a little sense since we’d dated, known each other before we had sex. But Kemp and Poe? Ten minutes with them and I’d had my jeans pushed down over my thighs and thick stripes of Gus’s cum across my butt. Another six hours and they’d been deep inside me.

We looked to Julia, who held up her hands. “Hey, don’t look at me. I don’t even have one guy, let alone two. Or three.”

“It’s definitely a Duke thing,” Kaitlyn said. “And don’t be hard on yourself. You deserve to take what you want. If that’s three big dicks, then go for it.”