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

by Honor James

  “No, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have been so grumpy. I guess that I’m just not used to your sense of humor is all.” She felt like a complete tool because she had hurt his feelings. “I’m sorry Jordan, I really am.”

  Getting up he came to her and pulled her into his arms. “It’s not your fault. I’m sorry I didn’t warn you before but I didn’t even think about it. I should have though with your earlier worries. I never once meant to worry you, Susan.”

  Wrapping her arms around him she laid a kiss on his chest and sighed. “Well I think that in order to make it all better you should really and truly kiss me and both of you should make love with me. I don’t want to waste another moment in time that I might have with you two.”

  “So now you want to play?” Jordan asked, leaning back to look at her. Rolling his eyes, he cupped her face and lowered his head. Grinning he brushed his lips over hers slowly before deepening it a little at a time.

  When they parted, Susan was panting. “Oh Jordan, haven’t you learned yet that I am always wanting to play and have fun with you? Haven’t you realized yet that I would do anything and everything in order to be in your arms and having you and Quinn both loving me? Especially at the same time?” She had gotten to where she craved having the three of them making love and just plain having sex, together.

  “Really? And I thought you just put up with us,” he teased, wrinkling his nose. Suddenly she was airborne and then bouncing on the bed in the next moment. Jordan leaned over her to kiss her again just as she felt lips, Quinn’s pressing kisses up her inner leg.

  “Oh I do so much more than just put up with you.” Her hands moved over Jordan’s chest and up his neck, wrapping around and pulling him closer. “I love the two of you more than life itself, especially when you are both rocking my world,” she teased.

  Smiling down at her, he nipped at her chin. “I love you, too,” he said softly. Winking, he eased down to nibble and lick at her neck gently. While Jordan was working down Quinn was working up. His lips were on her inner thigh and moving ever closer to her pussy.

  Susan didn’t hesitate. She spread her legs wide for Quinn, waiting with eager anticipation for that first touch from him. Both of them had this quirk, it was where they would look at her for several moments before they began to devour her. There was no other word for it, and she loved it.

  She could feel his breath on her pussy and, glancing down, she found him watching her. Licking his lips slowly he began to smile. Quinn didn’t do anything else, just stared into her eyes and smiled at her. She knew it was to build the anticipation and it was working since she began to squirm. Just when she was ready scream, he dipped his head and slid his tongue slowly over her pussy.

  “Gods yes.” That first stroke of their tongues, that breath against her clit that they teased her with. It was always like this. It made her whole body ache with need. It made her want and need. “I love the way that you tease me,” she confessed with another shiver. “Both of you do it so well.” She then looked up at Jordan, a grin on her face. “I need.” That’s all she ever had to say to either of them and they would do all that they could to make that need go away, to fulfill her desires and needs.

  Grinning down at her, he stroked his fingers lazily around her nipples. “What do you need today, sweetheart?” he asked softly. Leaning over he flicked his tongue to her nipple and cocked an eyebrow. “That?” he asked. Moving to her other nipple he bit down gently and gave a small tug. “Maybe that?”

  “Oh yes, certainly that.” She moaned and lifted slightly, her toes curling and legs lifting to run her feet across Quinn’s back gently. “Maybe a bit more, you know just to be sure that the pleasure found with that little nip isn’t false or imagined?”

  “An experiment then?” Jordan asked. At her nod, he tipped his head and seemed to think about it. “Can do.” And he set about proving it hadn’t been false and never would be false. Just like Quinn feasting on her pussy, his tongue darting in and out of her, Jordan began to feast on her breasts.

  Susan’s hands fisted in Jordan’s hair, she held him to her breast with one hand and fisted the other in the bedding under her body. “Gods yes. Not imagined.” She praised god for that one. “So good.”

  She could feel Quinn’s chuckle against her pussy as he moved his mouth over her clit. Sucking hard on the tight bud he pressed two fingers deep inside and began to stroke her. When he started to hum, some tune or other, then things really got hairy for her to not come right away.

  She had to fight her orgasm, she had to fight to keep from coming from their shared touches. “That feels so bloody good.” She moaned, her voice gruff and needy. Desperation speared her entire being. “Heavens, more,” she begged.

  Jordan sucked hard on her nipple as he lifted his head. After a moment he let the tight bud go with a small pop of sound. Cupping her breasts he squeezed them both and flicked her nipples. “I think you should come now, Susan. Come for us so we can slide our cocks into your body and fuck you into another orgasm.”

  “I think so, too.” Susan was moving under the men, her whole being nearly vibrating with the need to come. When Quinn nipped her clit with his teeth she let go and allowed her body to come. She felt her climax flood Quinn’s fingers, and whimpered in need. “I need you both. Inside of me. Now,” she demanded when she was finally able to speak.

  Jordan moved slightly and helped rearrange her. “Lube,” he said, tossing the tube to Quinn as he eased up behind her.

  Quinn stroked his hands over her and pressed kiss to her back. “Relax,” he whispered into her ear just before she felt the coolness of the lube in her ass. He chuckled softly at her shiver and nipped her shoulder gently.

  “That always makes my nipples harder and gives them gooseflesh,” she teased Quinn. “I think you do it because you like it. You could warm it you know.” She was teasing both men now, “So you will just have to warm me up all the faster so I forget about the chill of the lube, again.”

  “Oh, I think I can manage that,” he said, nuzzling her ear. He moved in closer and cupped her pussy in one hand, his fingers teasing her clit as his cock pressed to her anus. “Leg up, love and remember, just breathe,” he said softly as he began to press his cock into her ass.

  She did just that. She had learned her lessons well. Both men had taught her how to enjoy being filled anally as well as vaginally. Lifting her leg she placed it on Quinn’s, her toes almost immediately curling from the pleasure of him pushing through the first ring of muscles in her anus to the second ring. Letting out a shaky breath she whimpered and looked to Jordan. “More.” That was all she ever had to say and she knew that they would do all that they had to in order to please her.

  Quinn slid his hand away from her pussy and up to squeeze her breast. Jordan moved in closer, his cock rubbing against her belly before he began to press it to her pussy. “I love that glazed look you get every time we do this,” Jordan said with a grin. “I can practically see your eyes rolling back in your head.”

  “Because you both know just how to touch me.” Susan was breathless, she was hesitant for a moment but then she opened herself to them. “I want everything,” she said with a grin, the teasing that Jordan was giving her with rubbing his dick in and out of her folds very slowly.

  Smiling back at her, he brushed a kiss to her lips and bit her lower one lightly. “Like we ever deny you what you want,” he said softly. He caught her leg and brought it from where it was hooked over Quinn’s leg to wrap around his hip. Then they started to thrust into her harder, moving in and out faster.

  “Just as I could never deny you.” Susan panted, arching back against Quinn as they all three began to move in unison. “God that feels so good.” She was addicted to having both men inside of her at once, they all three knew it.

  Quinn cupped both her breasts and toyed with her nipples as he slid his cock in and out of her ass. “You feel good,” he growled. “So tight, so perfect, so ours,” he said before he bit her neck li
ghtly. Flicking his tongue out, he soothed the little nip away.

  “Always and forever yours,” she said with a grin. “This will never get old.” She praised god for that one as well. She was happy that these men were hers, for now and forever. “Harder, you aren’t going to break me.” She shuddered.

  “Oh, I know you won’t,” he said with a chuckle. “But I happen to like slow and steady. Especially when you start squirming.”

  “Then there’s the begging and pleading,” Jordan said, wiggling his eyebrows. “The nails up a back or over a hip or ass.”

  “And then the big finale when we finally cave and give you everything you want as you scream our names repeatedly to the rafters,” Quinn said. “Followed by a few explosions and little dancing lights behind the eyelids.”

  “Oh yes, those are the favorite parts to me. The lights dancing behind my eyes as I scream your names,” she teased with another shudder. She did just that, raked her nails along Jordan’s back and pulled him closer with her legs. “More.” It was a plea, a desperate call and need.

  “Soon,” Jordan said. He nibbled on her neck as Quinn pinched and rolled her nipples. “You’re not nearly desperate enough. Not nearly wild enough. And most definitely not nearly crazed and glassy eyed enough for the last phase of operation rock-your-world.”

  “So bad,” Susan whimpered and moved slightly. “But gods so very good. Harder.” Her heels dug into Jordan’s ass and demanded that he push harder into her body, needing more. “More.” She kept repeating herself and as much as she wanted to she couldn’t seem to come up with anything other than that.

  He gave her more, slamming his cock into her harder and faster. Quinn though kept up his steady rhythm until they were out of sync. One in while the other was pulled nearly out. At that time Quinn then picked up the same fast rhythm of Jordan so they were pushing and pulling at completely opposite times.

  “Oh gods yes.” She held onto Jordan, her body lifting between the two of them so that she could push harder and faster against the both of them. She wanted and needed more and they both knew it. “I love the way that feels, please, more?”

  Quinn let out a nearly breathless laugh at her back and tugged on her nipples. “Like you even have to ask us. Are you close, darling?” he asked. Pressing his lips to her neck, he nibbled gently down to her shoulder.

  “So close.” Susan’s whole body was perched on the edge of that precipice, she was so ready to fall over but needed more from them. “Pinch my nipples?” she asked and clenched her muscles around both men’s cocks, eliciting a moan from them both which made her smile.

  Quinn did as she asked, squeezing her nipples tight and giving them a small twist to add a little more to the sensual pain. When he did they both slammed into her body, their cocks hitting her deep. Jordan’s body was rippling, he was close and she knew that Quinn wouldn’t be too far behind either.

  Susan waited for them to push and pull inside of her once, twice and then a second time before she allowed her body to let go. With a scream she came hard and fast. Her whole body clenched on her men as she exploded and felt intense pleasure from their joint teasing.

  Jordan bucked against her, thrusting a couple more times before he followed her over the edge. Quinn, oh Quinn, he was the holdout. With great restraint he kept thrusting into her ass, his fingers flicking her nipples as he pumped in and out a few more times. But then, a minute or so later, time being relevant and all, he came with a shout.

  Susan came another time with Quinn’s release. She loved the feeling and gasped before she cried out once more. When they were all finished moving and the three of them on their sides Susan panted. Closing her eyes she smiled and spoke. “Goodness gravy, that felt wonderful.”

  She got a couple of grunts and some muffled words she couldn’t make out, not with the blood rushing in her ears. But the happy grin on Jordan’s face was enough, and she knew that Quinn likely wore the very same expression. Life was good.

  Yawning, Susan closed her eyes and rubbed her cheek to Jordan’s chest. “In a few, we will need to get up and get cleaned up so don’t fall asleep okay?”

  “Not asleep,” he mumbled. Then he cracked a wide yawn that had his body shaking before he collapsed. “Okay, maybe I’m close to going to sleep,” he said with a crooked grin. Cracking open an eye, he peered at her and the smile evened out. “You’re so pretty,” he teased, wrinkling up his nose.

  “And you are very handsome.” Susan replied with a smile. “How about you boys go and clean up and bring a washcloth back and clean me up?” she asked with a yawn of her own. “So that we can get some sleep and then get up and start to get our stuff ready to get out of here?”

  “Right, that, got it.” Jordan nodded. He didn’t move, of course.

  Quinn did though. He pulled his cock from her ass slowly, a low moan escaping both her and him as he slipped out. Pressing his lips to her cheek he rolled off the bed and then stumbled toward the bathroom.

  Susan shivered. “Goodness that empty feeling is a terrible feeling. I really hate losing either of you inside of my body but I know that it’s simply not practical to spend our lives connected.” She looked up at Jordan and smiled. “You should go and get cleaned up, too.”

  “I know, but I’m still waiting for normal blood flow to resume before attempting to move. I think I may have lost some to my legs there for a while, they are very tingly,” he said.

  Quinn came back out, looking much steadier than before, and moved to sit on the bed. “Go already, you goof. I need to clean her up and you’re kinda in the way.”

  “If by in the way you mean I’m in the best damn place in the world, I am, thank you very much.” Jordan grinned. Then he sighed and rolled his eyes. Pulling his cock from her pussy, he pressed a kiss to her lips and rolled off the bed. “Such a spoilsport.”

  “Yeah but we both know that you would have to do it anyway. We have to be sure that we are able to move, you know,” she teased him. “And this way we can,” she added with a wink. “Now then, let him get me cleaned up and then we will all sleep okay?”

  He nodded to her but once Quinn’s head was ducked down to his task he stuck his tongue out at his friend. Shooting her a quick grin and a wink he disappeared into the bathroom.

  “I personally cannot wait for him to go back to work,” Quinn said, lifting his head to look at her. “I love the guy like a brother, but I think three weeks is my limit.” He grinned.

  Susan snorted in laughter. “And what about , Q? What are you going to do with your life? Now that you have it before you, you are able to walk and talk and do whatever you want, what are your plans?” she asked as she allowed his hands to move over her body slowly.

  Tossing the cloth toward the bathroom, he shifted to lie next to her. “I don’t know honestly. I haven’t exactly been worrying overly much about it. At least not right off. I’m considering going back to college, maybe pick up a degree or something and get a regular job. Something that will ensure I’m home nights and weekends with you,” he smiled. “I may see if my agency will keep me on but behind the scenes instead of out on the runway. Or, well, who knows.”

  “Oh that would be a wonderful idea. I think that you could excel at anything that you do.” She pulled back and looked at him. “Do you think that they would be willing to do that? Allow you to work from behind the scenes with as popular as you were?”

  “No clue,” he said with a shrug. “But it’s something to look into and if not then I go with something else. Because, honestly, I don’t think I could do the shows any more even if I was willing to be away from you for weeks on end. Which I’m not, just for the record. It’s hard on the body and harder on the mind. It’s long hours, too little downtime and you’re always having to put on the face of whatever brand you’re there to represent.”

  “Jordan won’t be leaving us for weeks on end either will he?” she asked hopefully. “Because I really don’t think that I want to be spending that much time away from the two of y
ou. I happen to really enjoy sleeping between you both night after night.”

  “No, he’s strictly an office worker. He does all the bookings and helps with the coordinating of the shows and getting people from point A to B. But he never goes to the locations, at least he never has and I seriously doubt he ever will. It’s not his thing.”

  “What’s not whose thing?” Jordan asked as he came back into the room. Pausing he bent and picked up the cloth before tossing it into the bathroom. Padding over to the bed he hopped onto it and wiggled in closer to her other side.

  When she was wrapped in both of their arms she said, “You going to locations. I was just letting Quinn know that I don’t think I would be able to spend more than a night without both of you and even a night now would be pushing it. I’ve grown far too accustomed to having you both near me.”

  “I don’t go on location,” Jordan said. Then he gave a shudder and squeezed her closer. “All those egos, all those whiny voices demanding this and that, all those egos,” he said. Another shudder and he nuzzled her cheek. “I may end up with nightmares from this now, hold me close, Susan.”

  “Well I’m very glad that you don’t go on location and we will keep Quinn from going on location as well. We will all be able to come home each night to each other. Period.” Which was the truth. “Now that I have the two of you I wish to have you forever.”

  “You have us, Susan,” he told her with a smile. “For now and the rest of time you poor, poor woman.” He chuckled. Pressing a kiss to her cheek, he relaxed back against the pillow as Quinn drew the sheet up and over them. “Sleep for now, we have so much packing to do before we leave,” he said, clearly teasing her.

  “That’s a very good thing.” She snuggled against Quinn and then before another breath escaped her she was sound asleep.

  Epilogue

  The flight back home had been uneventful. So had the car ride back to their loft. It was even better when they arrived to see not a soul, reporters especially, in sight but for the doorman. Which is why they had the car service drop them out front instead of going in through the parkade as they had when they’d left.