Sleeping Beau [Mischievous Fairy Tales 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Honor James

  “You are so going to regret him being awake.” Jordan grinned. He shot her a quick look before returning his attention to the road. They’d gotten a ride in the town car to the dealership to pick up the new car that they were now driving in. It was a nice and very roomy BMW, top of the line everything and so new that there were barely any miles on the speedometer. “Ever since he woke up he’s been talking nearly nonstop if I’m there. He’s not talking to his parents. Damn, I promised him I wouldn’t use that word, don’t tell him I said it.”

  “I won’t and I love that he’s talking. He was so full of life, even laying there in his coma he was full of life and happiness. I’m happy that he still is so that hopefully we will be able to work through all of this and get him to the point where he no longer needs me and you two can go on with your lives?” Even saying that made her hurt, but she was a woman that lived in today, and what it was telling her as that she would eventually have to give both Quinn and Jordan up.

  Jordan shot her an odd look, one she couldn’t quite discern before he smiled. “Who knows, you might just want to stick around once he’s up and mobile. I doubt he’d argue and I won’t,” he shrugged. “But then again, you do have your own life and we’re just a road bump along the way.”

  “Ha, hardly. I’ve spent more time alone with you and Quinn than I have any other living being on this planet. You would be surprised at just what the two of you mean in my life.” They were more than friends, she knew that one easily.

  “Doubt it,” he said. “But if you feel like sharing…” He shot her another look and smirked. “Come on, you know you want to tell me. And you can tell me anything you want, Susan. Even stuff you don’t want Quinn knowing. If you tell me to keep it between us, I will, Scout’s honor. Though I wasn’t a Scout so maybe that’s a bad thing to say. Is that blasphemy?”

  Susan couldn’t help but laugh. Wiping the tears from her laughter away she shook her head and looked at him. “You are a dangerous man, Jordan, you and Quinn both. I have a feeling I’m going to have my hands full with the two of you and your antics. Not saying that’s a bad thing, I just see the writing on the wall already and it makes me smile. As for telling you anything, nope. Not gonna happen. I’m keeping my secrets, for now at least.”

  “A’right,” he said, shrugging with a grin. “I’ll let you get away with that for now. But eventually,” he said, a warning clear in his voice. He shot her a look and winked. “Oh, here we are.” Slowing the car he found a spot a block from her friends place and slid into the parking spot. Climbing out, he jogged around and opened her door for her, giving her a hand.

  Susan had never had anyone offer her a hand out of a car before, ever. She slipped her hand into Jordan’s and allowed him to pull her out of the car and toward her friend’s house, where her stuff was currently. “So how did you and Quinn meet?” Susan asked as they walked up the walkway.

  “Back in grade school,” he said softly. “He was racing up one hall to the boys’ room, I was coming up another, it was at a T intersection and we smacked into one another. Ended up tangling ourselves up and falling into the boys’ room. Both of us were dazed, likely a few more brain cells down and lying on the floor just inside the door. We eventually got up, checked one another up and down, introduced ourselves and declared ourselves best friends. Hasn’t changed even a little since.”

  That had Susan smiling and she shook her head. “I can see that. I totally can. I can see the two of you hitting it off like that. It’s great that you guys have been friends as long as you have. I think that’s a good thing to have. Long-term friends. Very good.” She was rambling and knew it but she did it all the same. “Thanks for offering to come and help me get my things. That’s very nice of you.”

  Jordan pulled open the door and grinned at her. “I happen to be a very nice person, Susan. But, darling.” He lowered his voice and stepped closer. Slowly he backed her toward a wall and gave her a sly grin. “Why, oh why, are you so nervous right now?” he asked, leaning just a little closer to her.

  With her back to the wall Susan looked up at him and nervously licked her lips. “What makes you think I’m nervous?” Oh heavens, the feeling of his body pressing to hers, the feeling of intimacy between them and the need. Oh god the need. She didn’t know if she was going to be able to survive this, living with these two seriously drop dead sexy men that she was over the top attracted to.

  “Seriously?” he asked with a laugh. “It’s not that hard to tell, Susan. You can’t seem to meet my gaze, you’re fidgeting and you keep licking your lips. All dead giveaways that you are nervous. Do I really make you nervous?” he asked, his tone turning gentle as he lifted a hand to cup her cheek.

  Susan leaned into his touch and closed her eyes. “No.” He didn’t make her nervous, instead he made her hot. He made her needy. He made her want and need. “You don’t make me nervous, you make me ache. I shouldn’t admit that to you but there it is. You make me need and desire things I shouldn’t.”

  “Why shouldn’t you?” he asked softly. He stroked his fingers over her skin slowly. “There are no hard and fast rules when it comes to wants and needs, Susan. I have always said that as long as you are open and willing to talk with whomever your partner or partners are, then everyone is in it with open eyes and understanding.”

  “Partners?” she asked with a smile, her eyes still closed and rubbing her cheek against his hand, moving in just a bit closer to him as she did so. “But isn’t it wrong to feel an attraction to more than one person at a time?” Because she was certainly feeling more than a little attracted to him and to Quinn as well.

  “Who says so?” he asked softly. “Susan, sweetheart, as long as you are happy with whatever you feel and the other parties are as well, what could be wrong with following your heart? You can be with whoever you want as long as you are happy. One person, two, three, who says there has to be a limit. But an open relationship between all is a must. Secrecy does more harm than many will ever know.”

  “This is true.” She was a little breathless as she spoke to him. Licking her lips again, she turned her face up to him and whispered, “And if I want you to kiss me?” She put it right on out there, bluntly. “And if I would like to have Quinn kiss me as well. How weird am I?” She didn’t know what he would think about that to be honest. “That I want both of you to kiss me and see what else might come of that kiss?”

  “Ah.” He smiled slowly. “So that’s what’s had you twitching today. Susan,” he said, his voice lowering as he leaned in close enough she could feel his breath on her lips. “I will gladly kiss you, anytime, anywhere and so will Quinn.” He moved the last inch closer and kissed her, slowly, gently, giving her all the time in the world to pull away if she wanted.

  Susan’s hand moved up Jordan’s chest and wrapped around his shoulder and pulled him closer. She opened her mouth to him and kissed him back with all of the need that he could pull out of her. She let the world fall away and simply focused on Jordan and kissing him.

  She could feel his hand fall away from her face and then both his arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer to him. He angled his head slightly so he could deepen the kiss. His tongue lightly brushed over hers before darting away in a gentle tease of sensation.

  Susan moaned when he kissed her. The pure sensations, the pleasure of his kiss was just almost too much. Her fingers were fisted in his hair, she tugged him tighter and closer to her body. She felt the hardness of his cock against her stomach and her answering pussy weeping for his touch.

  He pulled back after a couple of minutes and stared down at her, looking just as stunned and needy as she was feeling. She watched as he slowly licked his lips before smiling at her. “If we’re going to continue this, the lobby of this building is likely not the best place to do so.”

  “I think that you are right.” She had known Jordan for two years. She had known him the entire time she had taken care of Quinn but she had never allowed herself to give in to the need to kiss h
im like she just did. She swallowed hard and let her thumb rub slowly and gently up and down the side of his neck. “That kiss was amazing.” She could almost swear it had short-circuited something in her brain. “All these years I haven’t even tried to ask you to kiss me because I was afraid that it would ruin our friendship, this won’t, will it?”

  “Not if we don’t let it, Susan. Honey.” He smiled at her. “If we go into this with open eyes, open minds and a willingness to talk everything out, we will be just fine. But you do have to talk to me, and Quinn,” he said, giving her a wink. “Because he will be very upset if you don’t tell him that you want to jump his bones. Very.”

  “I.” Susan hesitated but then shook her head. “When we get inside,” she said with a smile. “Come on, let’s get inside so that we can talk about this because that part has me intrigued. I’m curious how it would all work out if I were to be completely honest with him, too.” She opened the door of her friend’s home and walked in. “My friend is out of town right now,” she explained and closed the door behind him. “Okay. I’m confused. I really am. I want Quinn just as much as I want you. I want both of you, doesn’t that bother you?”

  He was frowning at her and shrugged. “Why would it?” he asked. “Susan, it’s all up to you here. If you want us both, Quinn and I are open minded enough to be willing to share. We’re not into other guys, either of us, but we’re more than willing to share a woman and give her as much attention as she wants. The right woman I should clarify. I think you just might be that woman.” He stepped closer to her and lifted her hand to press it to his chest.

  “Just imagine, Quinn on one side, when he’s healthy enough for this scenario of course,” he said with a chuckle. “Me on the other and you right down the center. We’re all naked, our attention is on you and your pleasure. One of us is suckling at your sweet little nipples and the other is lapping at your pussy as you cream. Are you starting to get the picture here?” he asked gently.

  Susan’s knees went weak. Her breath came out in an ooff of a sound. “Oh my,” she whispered and licked her lips. “I would like that. God how I would love that.” The feeling she was already feeling filling her and making her pussy so tender and wet that she was aching to rub her own clit just to get a little satisfaction. “I want that. Heavens help me but I want that so badly.”

  Her hand moved on Jordan’s chest, her fingers curling into his shirt and pulling him closer as she did so. “I want to know what could be of these sensations that we are feeling. I want to know if there could be something more between the three of us. The only thing that I would ask is if you, either of you, decide that you no longer want me in your life you will tell me. Right?”

  “If, and that’s a big if, that day comes we will talk about it. All of us,” he said softly. “We can and will talk about anything, Susan. No matter what the topic, you need to know that we will be there to listen, no matter what. Good, bad, whatever. Now.” He stepped in closer, sandwiching her between his body and the door. “Should we take care of this little situation between us now or would you feel better waiting until Quinn is ready to join us?”

  “Do you think he would be too awfully upset if we eased the aches that you and I have been dancing around for the last couple of years first?” she asked even as she lifted a leg to wrap around his upper thigh, pulling him closer as she did so. “Because I have to tell you, I ache. I need. And god help you I want.” She had masturbated to the thoughts of Jordan and Quinn from the moment she was moved in to take care of Quinn. She was all kinds of sick and twisted and knew it.

  “I doubt he would be all that upset, especially if you shared details,” he told her. Shrugging at her shock, he chuckled. “He’s been in a coma for nearly two years, Susan. A man has needs and to hear descriptive words coming from the mouth of a sexy woman, oh, trust me, he will thank us both. Though he will likely keep a tally and then play catch-up later, so I’d up my vitamin intake if I were you.”

  Susan just grinned. “I can do that.” She reached down and tugged at Jordan’s shirt, pulling it out of his jeans and then up and over his head. An indrawn breath was heard from her just a moment before she leaned in and nibbled on his chest. “Because I need you, Jordan Connor. I need you to make love with me, and to just simply fuck the hell right out of me.” She wanted and needed both sides of the coin.

  A shudder ripped through his body as he leaned in closer to her. “Tell me that you have condoms here, Susan,” he said. “Otherwise I’m going to have to either get really creative or run to the corner store.”

  “I’m on the shot, I’m clean. Are you?” She didn’t have condoms, dammit. “Because if you don’t trust that then holy smokes we are in trouble because I don’t have condoms here. I haven’t needed them in like five or six years.” At his look she flushed. “Yes it’s been that long, at least, since I’ve had a lover. I stay on the shot for medical reasons.”

  “I’m clean, I get tested once a year just because I work around models and, honestly, where some of them go…” He gave a shudder. “Quinn’s clean, too, though you likely know that from his medical paperwork. The last girlfriend I had was about three years ago and we dated for six months before a fatter wallet tempted her away. Quinn’s had a couple of encounters but he’s super paranoid and always uses as much protection as he can manage, so no worries on either end.” Grabbing her ass he lifted her up so they were eye to eye. “If you’re sure I’m all for going skin to skin, Susan.”

  “I’m very sure,” Susan whispered honestly and wrapped her legs and arms around him. “Because otherwise you would have to go to the corner store and that would not be good.” She leaned in and brushed her nose to his. “I need you. I’m desperate,” she admitted honestly before she kissed him, the kiss showing just exactly how much she wanted and needed him.

  He let out a low groan as he squeezed her ass and ground his jean-covered cock on her jean-covered pussy. “Bedroom,” he muttered against her lips. Sucking on her lower lip he nipped and drew his head back a little. “A bed, Susan, now,” he said. “Otherwise I’m going to throw you on the floor and to hell with the consequences to your delightfully rounded ass.”

  “Down the hall, first door on the left,” she said and leaned down, her lips and teeth brushing over his shoulder. “And don’t be slow and gentle. I passed that a great long time ago.” She so should have jumped him far sooner. “I need you too much for that. Next time can be slow and gentle, this first time needs to be explosive, please,” she whimpered, opening the door for him when they got to the bedroom.

  He tossed her on the bed and then wrenched off one runner before tugging off the other. Dropping the shoe he went to work on his jeans and, bending quickly, he straightened up, kicked them aside and was completely, gloriously naked. Jordan came toward her and grabbed her ankles. He gave a tug to pull her closer to him and went to work on her jean button and zipper.

  Susan looked at Jordan and grinned. “Wow,” was all that she could say. He had a glorious body, he was tanned all over, literally, and he had muscles but wasn’t so muscular that he looked corny. Without him asking, she tugged her shirt off and then unsnapped her bra, lifting her ass for him when he tugged at her jeans and panties in one pull. Lying there naked on the bed, she looked up at him and felt embarrassed, embarrassed because she wasn’t anywhere near as beautiful as Jordan was.

  “God,” he breathed out staring down at her. “You are gorgeous,” he said softly. Climbing onto the bed he stroked a hand up her side gently, his touch very light and barely there. Leaning in, he brushed kisses over her belly and then slowly up to her breasts. With a look to her, meeting her guess, he flicked his tongue over her nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

  Susan arched up off of the bed. The touch of his tongue to her nipple was like electricity to her pussy. It was a current that ran zig zag all along her being. Her hands moved to his hair and held his head close to her chest. “Jordan,” she begged and rubbed her leg up and down his thigh. “Now.
” She was so wet, she was so desperate. She needed and wanted to have him inside of her now.

  Sliding his hand over her belly he slipped a finger through her folds, over her clit and then down to her opening. The soft growl he let out vibrated through her breast. “So wet,” he said in a rough voice as he moved to suck her other nipple.

  “I’ve been waiting for you for far too long,” she whispered and pushed up against his fingers. She was desperate. She was needy. “Fuck me, Jordan Connor,” she begged and bracing a foot on the bed she pushed up against his fingers. “I want.” That was an understatement.

  Laughing softly, he used his knees to push her legs further apart. Settling down, he rubbed his cock through her wetness and then began to push into her. “Fuck,” he groaned softly. “You are so damned hot and wet.”

  Her legs wrapped around his hips automatically. Her hands once more moved to his shoulders and she grinned up at him. “And gods you are so damn hard. I love it,” she whispered. “I need you,” she said with a grin. “You feel so good.” He was stretching her far-too-little-used channel to its capacity. “Perfect.” And it really did feel just like that, perfect.

  Easing over her onto his elbows Jordan slid his hands under her shoulders and wrapped his fingers over them to hold on. Brushing a kiss to her lips he pushed all the way in. After giving her another kiss he began to thrust, his cock sliding in and out slowly at first and gaining speed.

  Both of her legs were around his hips, she was pulling him closer and harder. She demanded more and more with each thrust of his cock into her welcoming pussy. She didn’t let her eyes close, she watched him. Watched every expression that crossed his face as they came together and loved it. She wanted more. “So close.” God they had just begun and she was so close. “I want to come and then we need to do this again, slower.”