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Oh, she would say yes, because he would make sure of it.
When Shiya returned, Birk stood up. He made no attempt to hide his reaction to her, and her gaze shot to his crotch. Her eyebrows rose, and he saw alarm in the chocolate depths of her eyes. He breathed in her desire at the sight of his tented pants. Seeing her shift her gaze away from him and over to Kotori’s pants front gave him great satisfaction as well. So, she was also open to a ménage. Good to know.
“Let me help you,” he said and took her arm. He didn’t even try to step back as she passed by, but he managed to resist bending his knees. That would be too obvious with so many to witness. Still, she squeezed by him, and he let his hand slide lower, from her back to her ass, and he lingered there until she dropped into her seat.
“You know you wrong, right?” She smirked at him.
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
“You’re not going to give me a chance to get to know you. You’re going to try to seduce me right away.”
He captured her hand, flipped it over, and nipped the inside of her wrist. The sharp intake of breath made him stick his tongue out to lave the soft skin. He raised his head just a little. “I would never make you do anything you don’t want to do, Shiya.”
Kotori stood, and Birk acknowledged his friend had come to the end of his tolerance of being inside. Kotori loved being out in the elements. His polar bear wanted free rein, and Kotori gave it to him more often than not.
“Let’s take a walk,” Birk offered and held out his hand to Shiya. She took it and stood. Birk helped her into her jacket and pulled her close to button it. He sensed more than felt her trembling at his nearness.
Once they were out on the street, Shiya fell into step between Birk and Kotori. He pushed his hands into his pockets and adjusted his long strides to match her shorter ones. Kotori kept pulling out ahead and having to fall back.
Birk chuckled. “When you go up to our cabin, you should wear mukluk boots.”
She peered up at him, her lips pursed, and he resisted kissing them. “When?”
“Yes.”
“What are mukluk boots?”
He pointed them out on a native Alaskan. The weather wasn’t cold enough yet. Most still wore Sitka slippers, a rubber knee-high boot that would keep the feet dry during the wet weather. Birk explained all of this to Shiya.
“When we go to the cabin, you’ll be more comfortable in the mukluk fur boots.”
“The red fox ones,” Kotori added. He stopped ahead of them and turned to examine Shiya’s feet. “Those are not good.”
Shiya stopped walking and tapped one booted foot with her hands on her hips. Birk knew by the pinched lips she wasn’t pleased. “Anything else about me you don’t like? Birk? Kotori?”
“I apologize. We didn’t mean to offend you.” Birk drew her into his arms and ran a hand over her back, but halted short of her rear. “There’s nothing about you I don’t like.”
She blushed, and marched ahead of the two of them. Birk watched her ass in the short jacket, Kotori at his side. When Shiya whirled around, the excitement lighting her face swept him away.
“This city is so beautiful,” she chirped. “I can’t believe how close the mountain is, right at the end of the road. I feel like I can reach out and touch it.”
“You can touch it,” Kotori told her.
To Birk’s surprise, his friend crossed to Shiya and took her hand. Birk dropped back a step to follow them. He thought Kotori would take her toward the mountain, but instead, they followed several streets with shops lining the walks. At a corner, they darted across to the opposite side, Shiya running along with her hair blowing across her face. On the sidewalk, Kotori waited for him, and Birk strode to her to pull the strands of hair from her face. Her eyes widened, and those plump lips parted as if in invitation. He accepted in silence, but he would collect later.
When Kotori stopped at a shop for ladies’ boots, Birk shook his head. Leave it to Kotori to insist, even risking Shiya’s anger, to help her see what they meant. She needed to understand the climate where she visited or suffer while she was there. Otherwise, none of them would enjoy themselves.
Shiya pretended to resign herself to shopping, although he caught the gleam in her eyes. Like many women, she enjoyed it, and Birk didn’t mind indulging her. Soon, with more comfortable shoewear, she dragged them from store to store, loading Birk’s and Kotori’s arms with many bags.
“I don’t remember agreeing to this,” Birk complained.
Shiya piled on another bag. Kotori cast him a questioning glance when she turned her back, and Birk shrugged. “We should be used to this by now. We’re not new to dating women. I’m sure you enjoyed buying her the boots.”
Kotori huffed, “She wouldn’t let me pay.”
Birk laughed. “Stubborn little thing.”
Both of them turned to watch her exclaim over souvenirs of places she hadn’t yet let them take her to. When even Birk’s feet cried out for mercy, he snagged Shiya as she passed him and jerked her to him. His cock twitched having her in his arms, and he spoke against the top of her head. “Enough shopping for today. We’re going to take you to change, and then we go to dinner.”
