Menage Bk 1: Stephanie's Menage

by Mari Byrne

  Standing, she reached her hand out to his shoulder and stroked it.

  “Well, this leaves all the more time to do it again. And again.” She gave him what she thought of as her ‘you can’t resist me’ look and stepped around to the other side of him.

  “It all sounds as if things are starting to fall into place. Now, for the next phase—”

  And while she spoke, she came back around to his front and used her hand to gratifying splendor.

  And he let her.

  Little did she know he wasn’t so far gone to see her for what she really was. And it would be her downfall.

  Chapter 12

  Stephanie dried herself as she listened to the boys rustle around in the bedroom. She thought she would attempt to have a lucid conversation with them, but they were making it harder to do with each passing moment.

  She swiped at her hair with a brush, then grabbed up the lotion to start smoothing some on.

  Mitch came back into the bathroom.

  “Allow me.” He stated as he tried to take the bottle from her.

  She hung on to the bottle as she tried to explain.

  “Look Mitch, I think this time I’ll just do it myself. It seems every time you, your brother, or both of you put your hands on me, we end up tangled together.” She smoothed the lotion down her leg, but kept facing him and the door. “Not that it’s a bad thing or anything, it’s just—”

  Stephanie made a thought, and Kristain appeared.

  “Ah, there you are. And no, you can’t help either.” She made a gesture toward the vanity, “Have a seat. It’s time we three had another talk.”

  Kristain sat and looked at Mitch, who only shrugged his shoulders.

  “As I understand it,” Stephanie began and reached out to grab her clothing, “you can both read my mind. I know this, because I can now read yours.” Even as she continued to speak, she pulled on her jeans and shirt.

  Kristain and Mitch both nodded and waited for her to continue.

  “Right. And apparently, since I can read every thought in your head, you’ve already read all of mine.” She paused and waited for their agreement.

  When it wasn’t forthcoming, and there were only denials coming from both of the men, she cocked her head and concentrated.

  Both men barely winced as she rifled through their minds.

  When she was done and had stopped the direct contact, they both felt a relief more acutely than they had ever before. She was growing in power by leaps and bounds. Their mother had never been anywhere near this strong.

  They both would have been apprehensive, but they knew in their hearts Stephanie would only use this gift for the good of the Queendom.

  Stephanie took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

  “Okay. So maybe you don’t know.” She looked at both of them and gave a decisive nod of her head. “Here’s what I need to tell you.

  She sat down on the toilet seat lid and closed her eyes for a moment.

  “If you could read my mind when you first got here, you’ll remember I was hesitant, even if I was extremely willing.” Both men nodded. “Well, I had this apprehension because of a man I used to date.”

  Swallowing the remembered pain of that one night of her life, she went on. Her voice was low as she told them of the night in which Robert Williams tried to beat her to death.

  She wanted it clear he hadn’t been able to, as she had fought back with all she was and every bit of strength she had. She had been able to use a few of the moves she’d learned when she and Jan had taken police given self-defense classes and had managed to get away.

  The memory still held enough power to bring out the horror of what would have happened had she not been taught to take care of herself. Thank God for her sister’s insistence about those classes!

  But she had learned later Robert had actually put a woman in the hospital, and the woman’s sister had ended up killing him.

  “I’m glad I got away, but I now wish I had gone to the police about what happened. If I had, I would have been able to press charges, and the woman he put into the hospital might not have had to go through her trauma.” She stared at the floor, not really seeing it. When she let the thought go, she lifted her head and stared both of the brothers in the eye.

  “I’m ninety-nine percent positive my sister wouldn’t hook me up with…with—” She couldn’t think of any thing to call a man of Robert’s kind, and Kristain spoke for her.

  “A wajane.” He sent the translation to her as he spoke the word.

  Stephanie smiled. “Yes, that word would be what I’m looking for. A bad man.” She tried to give them humor with the telling, but when she saw their faces, she knew it was a good thing Robert was dead.

  Mitch kept his anger checked even while he tried to keep it from Stephanie. He knew these things happened, even in the lands of Aranak, but he wondered why a man would feel the need to so dominate a woman that he used physical violence to ensure his power.

  He shook his head and continued to listen.

  Stephanie sent soothing thoughts to him this time, and it eased the tension in his shoulders visibly.

  She preened under the gentle feelings of pride she felt coming from Kristain, whom she had managed to comfort without touching.

  Kristain knew it had taken him and his twin no time at all to comfort each other, but it had taken years for them to learn to comfort others. Stephanie had managed to do it in a scarce few days.

  Smiling at Kristain’s thought, Stephanie continued.

  “I only wanted to tell you this because when Robert started to change, the first thing he did was to use my self doubts against me.”

  She shook her head at the things the man had said to her, wondering how she could have, even for one moment, believed anything he had said.

  She brought her gaze between the two men and finished her thoughts.

  “Since you’ve told me I would be a Queen, and I’m still not saying I believe you, the doubts Robert planted in my head have begun to creep back in.” She looked to both men now, “And before you think I need to hear what he told me was a load of crap, I already know it. But it doesn’t stop the doubts from creeping in.”

  Both men waited for her to continue. When she remained silent, they both began to assure her she would be fine.

  “I may never be fine with becoming royalty, but if it’s what has been destined for me, I’ll do it to the best of my ability.”

  And Stephanie knew it would be the end of the denial she still had lingering.

  Kristain and Mitch got up when she did and followed her out of the bathroom and into her living room.

  She went to the side of the couch and slipped on her sandals.

  Turning to find the brothers, she smiled and asked if they wanted to go out.

  “I’m feeling a bit hemmed in. We haven’t set foot out of the apartment for the past—” She stopped and tried to remember how long ago it had been. “Well, for a while now. I was wondering if you’d like to take in a movie I have tickets for. I can use them whenever I like. And tonight, I want to take you both out and treat you for a change.”

  These men must be God’s gift to her for some major kindness she had done in this life, but she couldn’t think of one good enough to warrant them.

  “You don’t need to entertain us. Do things for us.” Kristain said.

  Mitch followed quickly, “It is we who will do for you.”

  Stephanie raised her eyebrows at the comments. “Well, I want to do this for you. So if you need to freshen up…” Her voice trailed off as the look in both of their eyes turned to one of unanticipated pleasure.

  As Kristain went to the bedroom mumbling something about changing, Mitch asked Stephanie what movie they could see.

  “Anything you guys want. I’ll watch whatever you guys want to see.”

  Mitch reached out to her and pulled her into his arms. He bent her over his arm and kissed her until she couldn’t think straight. When he let her up, he mana
ged to steady her before he followed Kristain to change.

  Stephanie managed to get her wits back and vowed if this was the response to a movie, she couldn’t wait to find out what they would do when she showed them Disneyland!

  * * * * *

  Stanley stared through the viewfinder of his video camera at the trio crossing the parking lot of the theater. This, more than any other evidence, would be the icing on the cake as proof indeed the three were an item.

  You could see by the way the two men moved on either side of the woman and the attention they gave to anything coming toward her. The two men seemed to act more like bodyguards rather than her dates.

  They had both been extremely attentive to her while they had all been at the theater.

  Who would have thought they would go see a Star Wars movie. She didn’t look the type to sit through anything but a romance. Just went to show you could never judge a book by its cover.

  She might have bought the tickets, or rather had passes for the movies, but it was the men who had waited on the woman. There had been enough food between the three of them to feed ten people. He’d seen they had one of each item, except the popcorn, they’d each held a bag of their own. He knew, because he had gotten in line behind them, and sat four rows back.

  The men hadn’t touched any of the food until the lady had, and all through the movie, they had both repeatedly offered things to her. They seemed to wait on her hand and foot.

  Never would he do all for a woman. Women were put on this earth to serve, and nothing more.

  Just like the fancy Babbet Carlson.

  He adjusted his growing hard-on as he thought about just what the lovely Ms. Carlson had done for him on her hands and knees. She must have taken lessons from the Whore of Babylon.

  He put those thoughts aside before he needed to take certain matters into his own hands. Right now, he needed to concentrate on the woman in front of him, and he could think about what he was going to do to Babbet later.

  He watched as they got into their car. When they drove off, he followed. See, he knew it would easy. All he had to do was find her alone. And he would.

  After all, exactly how long could two men stay glued to one woman?

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  One week later

  Ok, sure it was nice to have two husbands. What girl wouldn’t want two husbands? I mean they were doing everything for her. Shoot, they were doing things for her she didn’t even know she wanted done!

  Things were absolutely great, right?

  Even as she thought it, she remembered too late they could hear her every thought.

  She waited for the inevitable cry of foul, and when it wasn’t immediate in coming, she frowned and turned to go looking for the men who usually came running at even her slightest wish.

  She found Mitch back at her computer, where he was steadily killing off everything that moved across the screen. When she entered, he looked up, pausing the game, and sent her a casual brush with his mind.

  “Sorry. Didn’t mean to interrupt, but I had wondered when you didn’t hear what I said. I…ummm—” Stephanie stopped right where she was. If he hadn’t heard her, no use letting on she had wanted something.

  “Oh, you must have found your off button.” Mitch seemed to get very excited by this and Stephanie had to protest.

  “No, I hate to be so crude, but my button seems to be in the permanent on position!”

  Mitch paused a moment, then suddenly threw back his head and roared with laughter.

  Stephanie played back what she had just said and turned bright red. She tried to stammer out a denial, but let it go when Mitch seemed unable to stop laughing.

  Smiling at her own expense, she admitted it was kind of funny.

  “Fine. So you were referring to the off switch of the open minds. I admit, I guess I’ve found it. It wasn’t too hard. Do you want to know how I found out?”

  Mitch managed to stop laughing, with only a few chuckles escaping, and motioned with his hand for her to explain.

  “Well, I was thinking I wanted my thoughts to myself, which was what I had been doing earlier when I cut you two off the first time, and suddenly, they were.”

  Mitch wiped at his tears and nodded his head.

  “Sorry. I’m glad you have more control of it. I would hate for you to feel as if Kristain and I were intruding.” He came forward to take her hand and brought it to his lips.

  “But I am equally glad your ‘button’ is always ‘on’.” He gave a slight chuckle while he turned her around and tucked her into his front.

  He nibbled on her neck and had her bending it so he could access more.

  “I have the perfect way to celebrate your find.” He ran his tongue over where he had nibbled as if to soothe the skin.

  Stephanie shuddered and found she wasn’t averse to celebrating with him.

  “I could of course buy you a lovely gift of gold for learning something in a few days it took me a few years to learn.” He interspersed his words with more tiny bites over the back of her neck which reached around to her other ear.

  “Or…” He continued to place nibbles down her shoulder toward her breast. “…I could give you a gift of diamonds…” He retraced his path back to her neck.

  “Or I could just…” He trailed off as Stephanie rubbed her backside into the large bulge in his pants.

  “Or you could just give me…” This time Stephanie brought her hand in between them and grasped his rapidly growing desire, “…this.”

  Mitch sucked in his breath as she massaged him to full length.

  It took him two tries to catch his breath, and when he did, all he wanted to say was, now!

  He managed to bring his desires under control…barely, but he did.

  “Stephanie—” He stopped as she turned around, dropped to her knees, and yanked the buttons open on his jeans.

  Reaching in, she grasped his silky, hot penis and brought it out gently.

  He closed his eyes as she brushed it over her gossamer lips and slowly swallowed his thick length, inch by rigid inch.

  She hadn’t meant to be greedy, but she couldn’t wait to feel his length slide between her lips and wrap it with her moist, hungry, mouth.

  He couldn’t speak. Hell, he couldn’t breath. Why worry about speech?

  She swirled her tongue around the tip, down the side of it, then back up the top. She sucked directly on the head and managed to get her tongue in the hole to twitch it back and forth.

  He was going to come right now and she had barely touched him.

  She brought her hand up to cup his scrotum and used one finger to stroke his perineum.

  He had never felt anything like it and opened his mind to share it with her.

  Stephanie…feel—

  Stephanie gasped around the penis she had taken deep in her mouth again and the sensations she felt caused her to suck harder. She felt every pull of her mouth on the silky rod she held, every swirl of her tongue. She had known she could hear and feel what they did, but his cock in her mouth felt as if it were attached to her nerves.

  She opened her mind and Kristain immediately got up from the couch and left the baseball game he’d been watching.

  She felt both Mitch’s pleasure and Kristain’s desire.

  Kristain stepped out of clothing as he hurried to them.

  Stephanie felt his mind reach out to grasp the sensation he was feeling from Mitch.

  Even as she smoothed her finger back and forth across Mitch’s perineum, she opened her eyes and found Kristain standing in the doorway, tugging the second pant leg off his foot.

  She heard him thinking he wanted to bury his throbbing cock so deep inside her, she would still find him there in a week.

  Shuddering, she closed her eyes and let the sensations enclose her in a world of their own.

  Kristain had to stop in his progress toward Mitch and Stephanie. He felt as if Stephanie were gifting both him and Mitch at the same time. He knew if he wanted to join
them he would have to bow out of the link for a short time.

  He was loath to do it. He stood and let the sensations flow over him, then waited until they got too much, and he had to cut out.

  He watched as Mitch came close to spending himself, then decided it was time to join in.

  Kristain went behind Stephanie and knelt. Grasping her unresisting hips, he lifted her slowly and set her down on his lap. He wanted to thrust into her right away, but first was going to make sure she was ready.

  He reached around her and grasped ahold of her left nipple as he used his other hand to delve between her nether lips and find her.

  He gently rotated his finger on her bud in ever increasing circles. When she started to grind her hot core on his throbbing member, he reached further to make sure she was as wet as he could make her.

  Finding her more than ready, he let go of her nipple and brought both hands up to her waist to lift her onto himself.

  A tiny growl escaped from her full mouth and he hurried his motions. Placing his cock at her entrance, he opened both her and his mind. He didn’t want to miss even one second of their joining.

  Stephanie felt Kristain join them mentally, then suddenly, the mind link was gone. She hadn’t wanted to miss even one second of what she was feeling and doing to Mitch, so she dismissed Kristain’s leaving. No sooner had she done it than she felt him behind her. She wanted to beg him to come into and join them, but she was so into her feelings she couldn’t think of much else.

  She felt his hands around her waist and could have died very happily right here.

  He made the sensations even better when he lifted her onto himself. Now, she waited as he paused with her over his pulsating cock and she waited for him to slam into her.

  It wasn’t long in coming and she convulsed the minute he rammed himself home.

  In the corner of her mind, she felt Kristain’s release, and soon on the heels of his, Mitch screamed in completion.

  Stephanie swallowed as best she could while her release still pounded through her.

  Chapter 14