Lacey's Luhpynes [Beyond the Veil 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Honor James

  She turned her hands and fisted them into the pillow under her head. Biting her lower lip she arched into him and shuddered. “Ansell. Do that again,” she asked in pure need. It felt amazing, the way that he was touching her, the way that his hands were working her body. This was just exactly what she needed and wanted.

  “No,” he said, his hand lifting and then coming down on her belly. He ran his finger over her skin and lower, teasing her mound lightly. He never touched the folds or her clit, just worked around her curls and drove her slowly closer to insanity.

  She was pretty sure that she was going to kill him. The way that he was teasing her was cutting into any reserve that she had. “Please,” she begged finally, gasping for air and pushing back once again. “Ansell, please,” she begged him without hesitation.

  His chuckle filled the room. He sounded relaxed, looked playful and definitely like he was enjoying himself. “Since you asked so very nicely,” he said softly. Pushing her folds open with two fingers he put his mouth on her, fast, hot, and drove his tongue into her pussy.

  Lacey screamed again. She couldn’t have stopped herself had she tried. This, this was what she needed, what she wanted. Holy mother of the Gods the way that he worked her body, he owned her. She rode his tongue, his fingers, she couldn’t help herself. “Please.” She continued to pant, to repeat herself but she couldn’t stop her repetition had she tried.

  Only after she’d come the third, or maybe it was the fourth, time he lifted up over her. A moment later his cock filled her pussy as she continued to shudder. The friction nearly had her flying again but he wasn’t moving. He was giving her a moment, it seemed.

  “God.” She breathed and held tightly to Ansell. Her nails had already dug into his skin but she didn’t let go. Their sweat-slicked bodies seemed to fuse together at the chest, hips, everywhere they touched and she loved it. Pulling back, she grinned. “Now you give me a breather?” she teased with a quick nip of her teeth to his lips.

  He growled at her, his lips curling into a grin. “Well, yeah. I’d hate for you to pass out from lack of oxygen. Doesn’t bode well for what I have planned, even if it is an ego boost.” Kissing her, he withdrew his cock slowly before thrusting in hard. “You can pass out after you scream my name, not one moment before.”

  “Oh.” She was very much in on that plan of action. She liked that thought, a lot. The thought of screaming his name to the heavens. “Then I really think that you should.” She gasped when he pulled out again and thrust into her just a bit harder. “Damn. You should move.” The last word drug out on a moan of a sound.

  His laugh was low and caused her body to react. “I am moving, can’t you feel me moving?” he asked, his voice down a couple octaves. A hard thrust had her rocking on the bed under him. “I love the little sounds you make.” He growled in her ear before nipping at her lobe.

  She was growling at him when he began to growl. She couldn’t help herself. “You should move faster.” She moaned. “I really think that you should move faster because you are killing me here.” In such a good way! “I love the way that it feels when you move inside of me but faster, faster would totally be better right now.”

  “Not necessarily,” he said quietly to her. “Slow can be just as good, even better sometimes. If done right,” he said with a growing grin. Then he thrust, hard and fast, hitting her deep and slowly sliding out until only the tip of his cock was inside her. “But if you want fast, I can give you fast. You ready?”

  “Yes.” Lacey hissed. “Ansell, I want fast. I want hard. God I want you to imprint your fucking self on me. I just need.” She ached. She wanted. She needed. She was freaking desperate and knew it.

  Chuckling, he wiggled his cock in slowly. “You sure? You really, really sure?” he asked. When she gave a big nod and growled at him he finally gave her what she wanted. He began to thrust into her hard, fast, pressing her down deep into the bedding. His mouth was on her neck, nibbling and licking as he drove her toward the edge of insanity.

  She pushed up against him harder, faster. She moved with him because she knew that this pleasure was what she wanted and needed. “God yes.” She whimpered. This was what she needed from Ansell and she showed him by tightening her muscles around his cock, this was it and they both knew it.

  A growl built in his chest, vibrating through her a moment before he clamped his teeth to her shoulder. He didn’t break the skin, just held on and held her down. One of his arms slid around her waist, lifting her up and he thrust in once, twice more before he came. Stilling, he spilled deep into her as his teeth tightened just a bit more on her skin.

  Lacey was as limp and weak as a kitten. She slumped against him with a silly smile on her face and sighed. “I think that you just killed me.” Her words were said with such affection and love that he’d know she was teasing him, just as she always did.

  His reply wasn’t nearly so intelligible, more a rumbling growl than real words. But she could feel the curve of his lips on her neck so it was likely something rude and teasing. He lay over her for a long time, his weight pressing her down but not crushing her. He was keeping a lot of it off her as he regained his breath.

  Only when the sound of a door opening and shutting hit them did he lift his head. His nostrils flared and the tension that had slipped in at the sound leached away. He pulled back and fell over onto his back next to her. “He has coffee and fresh baked goods,” he told her with a yawn as he stretched.

  “He is truly a god among men,” Lacey whispered sleepily and nestled back into the heat of Ansell. “I think I’m not ready to move much yet, though. Nothing against coffee and baked goods but I’m worn out, in such a great way, too.”

  Laughing softly, he hugged her closer. “He’ll bring it in and we can eat in bed. No need to move, no need to dress, all we have to do is lie here and wait. Since I can hear dishes being moved around I’m thinking not very long.”

  “That sounds very, very good to me.” Lacey pressed a kiss to Ansell’s chest and grinned. “I really, really think that having the two of you boys feeding me in bed is something that every single woman in the world would look forward to. Just sayin’.”

  “Don’t think this will be happening every day,” Zhubin commented, entering the room. His hands were full of a tray overloaded with dishes and a large carafe of coffee. He set the tray on one of the little tables in the room. “But since this is our mating this is an appropriate time for breakfast in bed.”

  “I couldn’t agree more. Who knows, maybe you will convince me to feed you boys in bed from time to time,” she teased. “I think that I might be able to do that. In fact I think it might be a great deal of fun to be lying on the bed with the food all over me and you eat off of me.”

  “Oh hell, now there is a temptation if I ever heard of one,” he said. Shaking his head, he sat on the edge and leaned in to kiss her shoulder. “You’ll need to sit up to eat this time, all of this is fairly hot and not for putting on your lovely and soft skin.”

  “That is what it was meant to be, a temptation. I want to tempt you boys as often as I possibly can. I love being able to tempt you. I love being the center of your attention. Just saying,” she teased. “And it is something I would enjoy as well.”

  “Uh-huh, well, you are the center of our attention always,” Ansell said. He was moving, sitting up and shoving himself to sit against the headboard. After rearranging pillows he looked to where she was sprawled from his move and grinned. “What? I’m hungry damn it, someone has me burning a lot of calories.”

  “I know that I am and I love it.” Giving him a grumpy look she moved so that she was sitting up against the head of the bed and shook her head. “Silly man.” He could have at least warned her before shifting and dumping her on the bed unceremoniously.

  He leaned in and nuzzled her cheek. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He sounded worried, he looked worried, his eyes anyway, when he pulled back to look into hers. He didn’t say anything else and he didn’t move, ju
st stayed right here and still.

  “No, you didn’t hurt me but warn me next time please?” She shifted so that she could be nestled up close to him she added, “Besides, I rather love being close to you and feeling the heat of your body against mine. Would be even better should Zhubin join on the other side.” Her not-so-subtle way of asking him to get into bed with them.

  “All you had to do was ask,” Zhubin said before he bounced his way up to her other side. He was still dressed but so very warm. He nibbled on her shoulder and gave her a squeeze. “But I’m hungry too, darling, so can we cuddle after we eat?”

  “I think that sounds good.” Lacey sighed as the heat of both men soaked into her. “Goodness I love just how freaking hot you are because I am freezing. I mean that I’m totally cold so how about you let me cover up and then we will eat?”

  Zhubin sat up and pulled his shirt off over his head. “Arms up,” he ordered and tugged it over her when she did as he asked. Tucking it down he moved and pulled the blankets up and over her as well. “You need more meat on your bones, then you wouldn’t be so cold all the time.”

  She snorted at him and then with a smile said, “You are too funny. I just need you holding me and hugging me. Oh, or loving me. Loving me is a very, very good thing. I love the way that it feels when you boys hold me.”

  “We can’t hold you all the time,” he said. Leaning in close he kissed her lips, nipping at her full lower lip and then drew back. “Sit all the way up. We need to eat and then we have things planned. A bit of a tour of this side of the Veil and, if we are lucky, we’ll also gain some information on your stalker so when we go back, we can stop this maniac.”

  “Oh god.” She had, for a moment, forgotten about the madness that had become a part of her life. Taking a deep breath, she nodded. “Well then let’s do what we can on this side. I don’t want to think about going back to my side right now please.”

  She caught the worried look that the men shared even as both of them rubbed a hand each over her arms. “Let’s eat, the rest we will worry about after we’re fortified and prepared.” Getting off the bed Zhubin collected the tray. Settling it in her lap he eased back next to her and passed her a glass. “This is a lot like your orange juice but not quite as strong and a little sweeter.”

  She didn’t like how that sounded. They were putting her mind to another task and that didn’t seem to be very good, at all. Taking a deep breath though she nodded. “Food.” Looking at the tray, she accepted the juice from him and took a sip. “Oh, oh this is very good,” she admitted to him. Damn him for being so right.

  Chuckling, he nodded. “Knew you’d like it. I spoke with my father and he’s agreed to ship some through every couple of weeks if you’d like. Course, if you don’t like it he won’t but he was the one to suggest I bring you some so you’d better like it. He can get scary when someone doesn’t play along with his grand schemes.”

  “Mm, I remember that well,” Ansell said. “He still hasn’t forgiven me for disliking those sweet things he keeps on his desk. They’re like the human version of a jujube, but they have a liquid center. Never did care for them even though he suggested I should.”

  Lacey laughed and shook her head. Well, hell. She would have enjoyed it even more if it had been one of her guys that had suggested the drink, but as it was it was Zhubin’s father. “I won’t turn it down, it is really very god,” she admitted.

  “Good answer,” he muttered with a grin. Lifting a lid off one of the plates he inhaled, “Mm, hot cakes.” Setting it aside he moved the other lids off the tray as well.

  “She gets first choice of what she wants,” Zhubin warned from the other side of her. “So mitts off until she’s tried everything and decides just what she prefers.”

  Lacey smiled. “How about you feed me?” she asked quietly. “That way you get to have a bite, I get to have a bite.” Which made her all kinds of happy. “That way you can take care of me while taking care of you as well?”

  “Works for me,” Ansell said happily. He lifted a fork up and cut off a bite of the hot cakes he’d been eyeing up. Lifting it he offered them to her, a grin on his face. He looked like a little kid all excited about a new treat.

  Lacey had to smile. Leaning in she took a bite of the cakes and closed her eyes. Sighing she licked her lips and chewed. “Oh those are so very, very good.” She hated to admit it, but there it was. It was so very good.

  “Best on both our worlds,” he said with a laugh. “Don’t need butter, syrup, nothing. They are that freaking good. I have no idea how Deanna does it, but she’s definitely got a secret up her sleeve on how to make them this fantastic.”

  “My parents’ cook,” Zhubin explained as he poured coffee for them all. “Deanna’s been around since I was born and has been feeding us well every day of our lives. But she has never once let us know how she makes something. We’ve tried to replicate it, hundreds of ways, even watched what she does. But all to no avail, there is something she adds to the hot cakes that she doesn’t let us see and that we’re missing when we make them.”

  “Well I can see me wanting these, often. We might have to steal her away from your mum and dads so that she can come cook for us if we ever become pregnant. I’m not a great cook and I could never make anything this good, so…” She trailed off. “Yep, might have to have her.”

  “I’m sure we could talk her into visiting, but it’s doubtful we’d be able to steal her away. She’s pretty dedicated to my parents and she does have her own family here too. Though her kids are grown up, so really they might appreciate us taking her off their hands for a time,” Zhubin chuckled.

  “Well hell,” she muttered. “But visiting here often and having her visit would be possible, right?” She knew, she just knew that if she did ever become pregnant she would crave these things. They were so, so good.

  “Very possible. You are mated to us so you can come and go as you please now that we’ve brought you here. Though you know as well as we do, you’d never be coming over alone.” Ansell lifted another bite to her lips and smiled as she took it. “Mainly because we’d be so freakin’ jealous if we found out she was feeding you these and we hadn’t come.”

  Lacey laughed, she couldn’t help herself. “Oh god you are too funny.” She snickered. “As if you boys would let me go without being right here with me.” And she loved that fact, sad but true. She loved that she would never be alone again.

  “Well, if you ever want to come across on your own, just say the word. I know mom would like to have some girl time. She kind of got shafted and stuck with a lot of males in her life. Thankfully she kind of has Deanna and the woman’s daughter, but it isn’t the same thing. You’re now family and she will want to have a girl day or two with you on occasion,” Zhubin pointed out. Sipping from his cup, he fed her a piece of fruit that had a bit of bite to it and a soft, creamy aftertaste.

  “I will keep that in mind.” She smiled and took another bite of fruit. “But we both know that I wouldn’t be comfortable coming across alone. I can and will come across with you boys and then spend time with your mom while you guys spend time with the dads?”

  “Or we drop you off and go back, either works. Whatever you are most comfortable with, Lacey, that is what we will work around.” He set his cup aside and picked up an empty plate, putting a couple of the hot cakes and some fruit on it. He then proceeded to sort of squish it all together before eating.

  “That just pains me every time I see it,” Ansell said from her other side. When she looked at him he had one hell of a face going, pained and anguished as he stared at Zhubin’s plate.

  “Why do you think I do it?” Zhubin asked out of the side of his mouth, his lips curving in a smirk.

  Lacey laughed at that and shook her head. “Oh you guys are too funny,” she murmured with a smile. “I would rather have you guys near if that’s okay? I don’t think that I will be fully comfortable on this side of the Veil without you two near me.”

  “Then we wi
ll be here,” Zhubin said. Leaning in, he pressed a kiss to her shoulder and then her neck. “We only want what’s best for you, Lacey. If that means being close to your sexy self, who the hell are we to argue?”

  “Good,” she said with a smirk. “And who knows, we might turn it into overnight stays from time to time. I kinda like waking up with you boys in a quiet setting without worrying about what case we will be called into next.”

  “We’ll come here on our vacations then. Nothing like getting way away for a trip.” He grinned. A kiss to her lips and then he drew back to eat, Ansell still feeding her even as he was gobbling up a very healthy portion of the food.

  After several minutes she had eaten more than enough food and pushed off the next bite Ansell offered her. Leaning back, she smiled and watched them. “Good. Sounds as if we have a plan of action for our lives. That’s a very, very good thing.”

  “Oh, we always had a plan of action,” Ansell said. Moving the tray closer to himself he really dug into the food. “We’re just happy that you’re now on board with it.” He shot her a grin.

  “You better believe that I’m on board with it.” She assured him with a grin. “And I couldn’t be happier. I’m a lucky, lucky woman but you know what else?” she asked and took another bite of the cakes even though she was full, mostly because she could. “You both are some seriously lucky men.”

  “That there”—Ansell waved his fork at her—“that we have known since the moment we met you, Lacey Rose. Well, that and the fact you were going to rock our world and you were a troublemaker too. Oh, don’t give me those big innocent eyes, you know as well as we do you are.” He was grinning at her.