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

by Honor James

  “Poke me when it’s time to turn over,” Quinn said. “Otherwise I may not realize we’re rotating,” he added with a chuckle.

  “We really should have stuck him on one of those rotisserie things. We could have just kept turning him and he could’ve slept the entire time,” Jordan said, not helpful in the least.

  “That’s so not even a nice way to think of your friend. Don’t worry, Q, I will make sure that you are turned,” she assured him. Rubbing her eyes, she lifted a leg slightly and with another yawn, fell asleep there in the sun.

  Chapter Ten

  Week three of their vacation was drawing to a close. They only had two days left before they had to return to the mainland and fly back home.

  The weather had been perfect except for one afternoon where they’d had to barricade themselves indoors due to the storm that had blown in. It hadn’t been hurricane force but it had been rather gusty and with a lot of rain. Beyond that all they’d had was sunshine and more sunshine. Perfection.

  Quinn set the plate before her with pancakes and some local fruit cut up sitting next to it. “You off daydreaming again?” he asked with a grin. When she just blinked at him he laughed softly and returned to the kitchen to flip some more pancakes. Quinn could cook. Apparently the woman, his original nanny, who’d raised him had taught him to cook, clean and do all those other things so he was self-sufficient.

  “I can’t believe that you are cooking for me,” she said with a grin. “I’m glad that you did but wow. I just don’t know what to think of this treatment. I’m happy that you have but this is just wild.” He was up and moving however, that was a very good thing. “How are you feeling this morning?”

  “I can cook, I like to cook and really, you’ve been cooking for me all along so I thought it was a good day to do my turn,” he said with a shrug. Turning to look at her, he smiled. “I’m good, Susan, quit worrying. I’m doing really well and will continue to because you’re there to look out for me.”

  “I trust in you. I believe you. If you say that you are doing well then I will trust in that and believe you. I know that you will be fine.” She winked and added, “And you are certainly getting exercise.” They had been having a great deal of sex, and she loved it. Every single part of it.

  He laughed and shook his head before turning his attention back to the pan. “Not sure that it’s exactly doctor recommended exercise. But I figure, since I have my own personal physiotherapist here to oversee everything, then it can’t be all bad. Jordan!” he bellowed. “Pancakes are up.”

  “Hey, I’m totally good with the exercise. It uses all of your bodily muscles and it gets your heart racing, mine, too,” she teased. “I enjoy the time with you, every part of it,” she said honestly. “And I love being between the two of you having you loving me.” She watched as Jordan came into the room and grinned. “I hope you have coffee ready for him.”

  “Given how snarly he is without it?” he looked at her. Then he rolled his eyes. “Please woman. I have a full pot ready to be sucked back until he’s as close to human as he can manage.” Moving to the pot he poured a cup, dropped in a sugar cube, gave it a stir and then stuck it into Jordan’s hand. In the free one he put the plate, turned his friend around and gave him a nudge toward the table. “Go and sit down before you try drinking.”

  Susan watched Jordan as he took his seat and smiled. Shaking her head, she settled in as well. “I am going to hate to give this all up. I’m going to hate to give up this life of luxury that we have right now. Being able to do as we want when we want. I love it.”

  “We can still do the same back home,” Quinn said. “Not to this degree but who says we can’t do whatever we want when we’re back there? There won’t be a beach or surf, true enough, but we can still relax and just enjoy ourselves whenever we want. Plus, added bonus of going home, day spas.”

  “I can honestly say that I’ve never been to a spa,” Susan said as she began to eat, a happy sigh escaping her as she did so. “And I don’t mind it, I have never had any true desire to go to a spa. Does that make me an odd duckling?”

  “Well, we shall give it a go one day. Though I’d avoid the seaweed wraps,” he said, making a face as he came to the table with his plate. “Every freaking time they get me wrapped I have to use the bathroom. Doesn’t matter if I just went, still have to find a way to break free and race for the nearest bathroom.”

  She laughed at that and took another bite. She was silent for several minutes and finally said, “You could always ask for them to leave that area unwrapped for you. It would be amusing to see you all wrapped in seaweed with your dick hanging out. Just a thought.”

  “Yeah, cause that sounds like a good idea,” he muttered throwing her a dirty look. “All that would mean is that when I went to get off the table I’d have something to fall on and potentially damage. Any idea how long a cock takes to heal from a crush injury?”

  “No and I truly hope that I never am able to tell you the answer to that question.” Susan’s eyes danced in laughter. “Because if I had a cock then we would be in an entirely different relationship, don’t you think?” She was teasing him, mostly. “Although it would leave you out so that I could lick and suck and tease you, too.”

  Jordan chose that moment to wake up and looked at them. “What? What the hell are the two of you discussing?”

  Quinn shook his head and grinned. “She wants me to get a seaweed wrap but have them leave my cock unfettered so she can play with me.”

  “What happens when you have to hit the can? That’s a mangled cock just waiting to happen,” Jordan said giving her a look. “Do you have any idea how long a cock would take to heal if you landed on it?”

  “And now that we’ve circled back around.” Quinn laughed. Getting up, he went to collect the carafe of coffee. “More for anyone?” he asked when he returned, already moving the pot toward Jordan, who held his mug out.

  Susan was laughing, she couldn’t help it. Quinn and Jordan thought so much alike it wasn’t even funny. She loved that about them, too. “No more coffee for me, thank you though,” she said, answering Quinn’s question. “Well it’s something to keep in mind for later, sound like a plan?”

  “Was she laughing at me?” Jordan asked as Quinn refilled his cup.

  “No, I think she was laughing at the fact that you said pretty much the same thing I had.” Quinn chuckled. “She had the comeback that she doesn’t know, probably best she didn’t since the dynamics would be out the window in our relationship and it kinda went downhill from there.”

  “Ah.” Jordan nodded slowly. His expression said he was still confused though.

  “Eat, drink, leave the heavy thinking until you’re awake,” Quinn advised, throwing her a wink.

  “He’s funny,” Susan said with a smile. “Just overlook him. Now then, what is on the table for us to do today?” She knew that they would be leaving soon and that kind of killed her in a way. She had loved her time with her men, a great deal. “I think we should spend some time making love again. Yep, I put it out there,” she teased.

  “I’m on board with that,” Quinn said with a smile. Wiping his mouth he picked up his mug to sip the steaming brew. “We may need to get more caffeine into Jordan though.” Poor Jordan, he had six days a week where he was up bright and early and alert. Then he had one day, at random, where he just couldn’t seem to get his motor turning over.

  “Poor guy.” Susan then frowned and watched Jordan. “Are you okay? You aren’t getting sick on us, are you? Do we need to cut our vacation short so that we can get you home and get you to a doctor?”

  Jordan shuddered and made a face at her. “Shut your mouth you sexy woman. That is uncalled for. I’m fine, just need extra caffeine this morning to get it in gear. Course, it might have had to do with the fact someone kept jabbing her elbow into my ear during the night.”

  “I did not.” Well at least she didn’t think she did. “One thing I will be happy to get back to will be our bed. The one
here just isn’t quite large enough for all three of us I don’t think.” She hated and loved the bed they had now. It was small so she was able to be curled up against her men all night, but hated it because it was so small and she kept them awake at night.

  “We really should just tie her down,” Quinn commented, a grin on his face. “It would keep her from flopping around so much.”

  “Mm,” Jordan nodded, a smile curling his lips. “It would also lead to many interesting other things, too. I think I like this idea. Have her tied up, at our mercy, night and day and never knowing what we might do to her or when. Excellent plan.”

  “Hey now, while I don’t mind being tied up I wouldn’t be able to sleep like that. So just keep that in mind. You are welcome to tie me up, but the bonds come off when it’s time for us to get up and moving.”

  Both of them chuckled and Jordan wiggled his brows at her. “Of course we’d let you go. When it was time to get up and moving. Not a second before,” he said, batting his lashes at her. “I think we can all agree with that one.”

  “Oh that’s so bad. You are such a naughty boy.” The look on her face was clear, she happened to love him being as naughty as he was, happened to love the way that he acted and reacted around her. A lot.

  “Thought you might like it,” he said with a laugh. Leaning over the table he pressed a kiss to her lips. Sitting back he finished his coffee before pushing to his feet. Picking up his plate he went to the sink and set everything into it.

  Quinn grinned at her as he got to his feet and took his own dishes to the kitchen.

  Susan just watched them and took another sip of her drink. Finally she rose and took her dishes to the kitchen as well. Passing them off she said, “I’m going to go and take a nice hot bath. When you’re done, come join me?”

  “Absolutely,” Quinn called to her. “We have to enjoy that massive tub while we can. We will need to look into upgrading the one at the loft, too. It’s big, but definitely not three people big.”

  “And it needs jets, too, the good ones, not like those weak ass one’s the current tub has,” she heard Jordan say.

  Susan was snickering and shaking her head. “I want a sauna as well,” she called out with her bath started. Turning, she grabbed some of the bath salts, unscented for all their enjoyment, and tossed them into the tub as well. “I think that we could possibly get one into the space.” She knew that she wouldn’t be alone for long so she slipped into the tub with a sigh and closed her eyes, allowing the steam of the tub to soothe and calm her.

  Their voices were getting closer and she could hear them discussing the possibility of her sauna. “No, really, we move that one wall a bit, it could totally work,” Jordan said. “It’s not load bearing and, even if it were, we’re on the top damn floor. We could put in the supports needed. Course, a contractor would absolutely hate our guts for that kind of thing since everything would have to come up the outside of the building.”

  “God, can you imagine the permits needed for that?” Quinn asked, letting out a groan. “But yeah, if we move that wall it could work. That’s going to be one hell of a mess though and I really don’t feel like living through the construction phase.”

  They came into the bathroom and grinned at her as they climbed into the tub. “So we figure out the length of construction and get temporary digs. It would also keep your pretty face off the reporters’ radar,” Jordan said.

  “Yes, staying off the reporters’ radar would be a good thing,” Susan agreed when they climbed into the tub with her. “Glad that the two of you could join me,” she teased and lifted her feet to place them into Quinn’s lap and leaned her head onto Jordan’s shoulder.

  “We had to put everything away all nice and neat, Quinn insisted. Plus, we were talking about your sauna and the new tub,” Jordan said. Sliding an arm around her, he hugged her close. “We definitely need to find a contractor. But we can worry about that when we figure out how things really are back home and the general mood of the rabid hounds at the door.”

  “That sounds like a good idea.” She did however smile, watching both men as she spoke. “Thank you. Both of you. For everything that you do to make me happy. I couldn’t have asked for better lovers than I have in the two of you. Better soul mates.” If that was even a real term, if it wasn’t she was going to ensure that it was made one because that was how they felt to her, like her soul mates.

  “We just want you happy,” Quinn said, squeezing her calf gently. “Besides, you know that as long as you’re happy we are, too. If you’re not then we’re looking for places to hide. It’s the way the world works after all,” he said with a grin.

  “You are too funny. I would never do anything that would cause you two trouble. If I get upset with you I will simply tell you. Period. I use my words,” she teased. “However I do so love when the two of you give me all kinds of loving and touches when you think that I’m upset.” It was lovely, the way that they would tease and caress her.

  “Oh, is that what we were doing?” Jordan asked, giving her a squeeze. “I thought it was because you were naked and have all these lovely bits that just beg to be stroked and touched.”

  “That was going to be my answer, too,” Quinn said with a grin. “You do have some very nice bits that do just scream to be touched. Often.”

  “Well, my bits are very happy that you like to touch them. You both have the best hands and when you touch me.” She sighed and smiled, happiness all but flowing out of her. “I happen to love to touch your bits and pieces as well.”

  Laughing at that Quinn rubbed his hand over her leg as he slid lower in the tub. “It’s seriously going to suck going back to the real world. It’s been nice to just do what we want, when we want without anyone demanding our time.”

  “I couldn’t agree more. It’s seriously going to suck to go back to reality but we all know that we have to. We need to go back and you know it. If for nothing else than to get your parents off your back. I’m sure that they will be looking for you and are more than likely already pretty upset because you aren’t home where they can talk to you.”

  Quinn didn’t say anything to that but Jordan’s arm tightened around her shoulders. A small warning to take it easy she knew. She and Jordan both had mentioned his parents from time to time but, stubborn man that he was, Quinn had pretty much outright ignored them.

  Susan laughed suddenly. “Crap, Quinn, don’t touch me there. That tickles.” She snickered, the tension suddenly broken. “You are too funny, babe, but please don’t tickle me there. Between my toes I’m very ticklish.”

  His hand stilled. “Sorry,” he murmured quietly shooting her an apologetic look. Squeezing her foot gently he moved his hand back up onto her shin.

  “Well, as much fun as sitting around in a bathtub is,” Jordan commented. “I think we should get out, dry off and see if we can’t finally wreck that damned bed. I think if we actually put some effort into our sexual acrobatics we could take it down.”

  “I’m sure that we can but keep in mind that if we do that means that we will have to buy a new bed for this place so that the ones that own this hideaway will let us back sometime in the future. They will, won’t they?” She was ever hopeful at least.

  “Of course they will,” Quinn said. Reaching over he hit the release for the tub. “Come on, let’s get out of here,” he said. Pushing up to his feet he stepped out of the tub. Grabbing a towel he held out a hand to her. “Up.” He wiggled his fingers.

  She slipped her hand into his and let him help her from the tub. “So are we all going to take a nap now or are we all going to have a little bit of fun?” Her tone spoke volumes about what it was that she wanted and needed.

  “Well, I don’t know.” He smiled at her. “I am feeling a little tired,” he said, faking a yawn.

  “You know, me, too,” Jordan commented. When she looked his way he faked a yawn, too, and threw in a big stretch. “It’s just so exhausting being this lazy.”

  She snorted, “Y
ou are just too silly, both of you. Well I guess that means that I get to lay in the bed between the two of you with a toy and get myself off. So yeah, I guess that I will get pleasure from that at least.”

  “Oh!” Jordan clapped his hands. “A show before we sleep, I knew this was an excellent plan,” he teased, grinning at her. Moving in closer he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed as he pressed kisses to her cheek. “You are the bestest girl in the whole wide world.”

  “And you are getting all loopy. I think that you need sleep far more than you need anything else if you are acting as you are now,” Susan said with a frown. “Rest. I think that it’s needed in this case honey. Sorry but there it is. You are far too silly to be acting normally.”

  Quinn was even staring at Jordan with a weird expression. “Dude, I have to agree with her. You’re fucking off your rocker right now,” he said. “Seriously, what the hell? And this isn’t just not getting enough sleep last night.”

  “I’m fine,” Jordan said with a huff. “I was messing around, nothing more.” Shaking his head he let her go and walked around them to the other room.

  Susan shook her head. “Jordan you big lug get your gorgeous ass back in here. I happen to really love spending time with you so get back here mister man.” She hadn’t meant to hurt his feelings but she was so uncertain around him, especially now that they would be returning home soon.

  She saw Quinn wince and knew he felt bad as well, if the expression on his face was anything to go by. Taking her hand, he tugged her into the bedroom where Jordan was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting on them. His legs out before him, his ankles crossed and looking very relaxed. “I’m sorry,” Quinn said. “I know you don’t joke around with a lot of people and I misinterpreted your actions.”

  Jordan waved him off. “Forget it. I thought since we were down to hours we could goof around a bit. I didn’t realize you’d be calling in the National Guard because I was having a bit of fun.”