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

by Honor James

  Which is also why they found Quinn’s parents and two detectives, they identified themselves, waiting there for them. Quinn’s hand tightened on hers as he avoided looking at his parents and focused on the cops. “Why exactly are you here?” he asked. He was obviously confused, so was Jordan if his expression was anything to go by and she definitely was feeling more than a little confused.

  “Do you know a man by the name of Jonathan Baker?” the shorter of the two detectives asked.

  “Can’t say I do,” he told them. “Jordan, ring any bells?”

  “Sorry, no,” Jordan shook his head. “Who is he?”

  “He’s the man that ran you off the road over two years ago. Apparently he got it into his head that you and he were some sort of soul mates, nonsexual, but you weren’t seeing him. He was stalking you for quite a while from the look of his apartment walls and the thousands of pictures he had there. He’s been to every show you did, every photo shoot and every party you had to attend as part of your agencies instructions,” the taller detective said.

  “According to him, you were ignoring him and what you could accomplish together and therefore holding him back so he had to eliminate you. Unfortunately, in his mind, he failed because you did survive that incident and his life has only gotten worse. He feels that had he done it right the first time the universe would have given him all that you’ve been blessed with.”

  Susan lifted her hand to her mouth. Good lord could someone be that insane? “And I’m assuming that the man is behind bars and receiving the help that it sounds as if he so desperately needs? Because the way that it sounds this man is completely off his rocker.”

  “He is, ma’am. The psychiatrist is evaluating him now but from the sounds of things this will likely never get to trial any time soon. He’s, as you said, off his rocker. He’ll end up locked up in an institution for the rest of his life at a guess.” The detectives both pulled out cards and handed them to Quinn. “You parents are the ones who tracked him down. If they hadn’t hired those investigators,” the short one shrugged. They said their goodbyes and left, Quinn’s parents remaining behind.

  Susan looked to his parents and bowed her head. “Thank you. For hiring them to find the person who harmed Quinn.” She looked up at Quinn, the question was there and clear on her face. Did he want time alone with them or did he want her to remain with him. She would leave it to him to make that call.

  He slipped his hand into hers and laced their fingers together. Obviously he didn’t want to be alone with them. “Thank you for that,” he said to them. “You didn’t have to do that, but thank you all the same.”

  “Of course we did, Quinn,” his father said. “While we may not have been in your life on a day to day basis we would never allow anyone to harm you if we could help it.”

  “And we are thankful for that,” Susan said softly. “Would you like to come up for tea?” They were his parents, and while they had no love for her it was evident that they did care a great deal for him. “Come on Quinn, you and I both know that you would like to get to know them just a bit more?”

  The look on his face said he plain flat-out disagreed with her. “You should come up for a cup of tea. You can see the place,” he said quietly. “It’s really quite nice and I think Susan’s done an amazing job with adding some femininity to it.”

  Susan smiled up at Quinn and nodded. “It’s been a treat, being able to ensure that they are both taken care of and we have a home. A real home,” she said and looked to Quinn’s family once more. “This is a peace offering, please don’t screw it up?”

  Quinn’s father looked more than happy to accompany them but everyone knew it was his mother who would make the real call. She finally gave a stiff nod. Susan could hear Jordan let out a breath, sounding quite relieved if she was honest and so was she. She’d honestly had no idea how it would play out.

  Quinn tugged on her hand and led the way to the elevator. Swiping his key card he hit the button and they all waited in awkward silence for the car to arrive.

  When they were in the elevator and then finally in the lift, Susan leaned against Quinn and looked up at him with a smile. “Smile, Quinn. We are home, and you are up and moving. Life is worth smiling about, you know?”

  Nodding, he wrapped his arm around her and gave her a squeeze. She could feel the tension in his body. Reaching their floor, they went to the door and Quinn unlocked it, letting them in. Susan moved to the alarm and turned it off. “I’ll get the water going,” Quinn said.

  “Thank you, Quinn.” Susan turned to his parents and said, “Come into the living room and get a seat. The views are utterly beautiful.” She was trying to ease the tension but knew that it wasn’t working. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to ask them up, but she truly hoped that Quinn could mend the bridge with his parents, hopefully.

  Mr. and Mrs. McKaughan went into the living room and to the windows. Jordan shot her a look and then looked over to Quinn. He looked back and forth a couple of times before settling on her and shrugged. “What should I do?” he asked quietly.

  Susan shrugged. “We let him get to know them,” she whispered softly. “That’s what we have to do. He hasn’t had the chance to get to know his mother and father so maybe now he will be able to do that. I think that it’s a good thing, he needs to know them. And if after getting to know them if he still doesn’t like them then that is a bridge to cross later.”

  “So what? We’re going to sit around drinking tea until he either throws them out or there’s a sudden surge of love and everyone breaks into fits of hugging?” Jordan asked. He shot a look to Quinn who was pulling out tea bags and flinging them into the pot. “I don’t know about this, Susan. I think this is a bad, bad idea,” he muttered.

  “No. I’m not asking for them to be allowed to stay a long time but I’m very hopeful that one of his parents will have a brain inside of their head and will see that apologizing would be the first step in helping to heal the rift that’s between them and their only son.”

  “I have a feeling it will be his father over his mother. They are way too much alike, pigheaded and seriously stubborn,” he said. Chewing his lip he let out a breath. “I have this urge to sneak out, lock them in and go get drinks. Then come back in an hour and see if everyone’s still all right or if we need to figure out how to smuggle a body out of this place.”

  “I’m good with that.” Susan grinned. “Do you think that would work? If we were to do that? Or do you think that would just give Quinn another reason to clam up and not talk to his father and mother?”

  “Likely the second option,” he said with a sigh. “We’d better stick around but, not too close. I really don’t want to get any frostbite from the chill that’s going on. And I had a good thing going with Mrs. M, too. She was actually being so nice to me for a while there. Oh well.”

  Susan sighed and closed her eyes. Her heart hurt, she hated it, too. “It’s because of me isn’t it?” she asked and then looked at Jordan. “That’s why they are acting as they are, because of me. I hate that I’m responsible for the rift that’s between son and parents.”

  “This—” He waved a hand. “This is not your fault. This is their fault.” He pointed at Quinn’s parents. “If they’d had half a brain they would have known the truth that day. They would have seen that you were a victim and his uncle is the scummiest human being on the face of the planet. They would have thrown him out on his ass instead of firing you. You are not to blame for anything.”

  “He’s right,” Quinn’s father said. Both of Quinn’s parents were looking at them she discovered when she turned. “I’ve always known that Jack was a dirtbag,” he said. His wife went to protest but he shot her a glare. “Your brother is a dirtbag. He has always had a thing for pretty younger women and he doesn’t really care if they say no. He figures that our fortune will be there to protect him from whatever comes up.”

  Susan’s face flushed red and she nodded. “It’s why none of your female staff will ever be
outside of their rooms when he’s around. Why they all lock themselves behind doors together and only the men are around. It’s sad but that’s the honest to goodness truth. If you ever want to know the truth actually ask them. Don’t threaten but ask. You have an amazing staff, they are all incredible but your brother, Mrs. McKaughan, is an utter and complete dirtbag.”

  The woman remained stiff for a long time before she just seemed to wilt. Mr. McKaughan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and held her close. “I think it’s best we go,” he said softly. “It was lovely to see you again Susan, Jordan, we’ll have to meet up for drinks soon I think. Quinn,” he said looking past them.

  Turning she saw that Quinn was not that far behind her. “I’m sorry,” his father continued. “We reacted instead of acting as we should have. Give us a call when you feel ready and we’ll all meet somewhere nice and neutral. Come on, dear, let’s go home and cut your brother off completely. Like we should have done years ago,” he said before leading his wife toward the door.

  Quinn followed them out into the hall. She could hear them talking but their voices were too soft to pick up any of the words.

  “Well, that I totally did not see coming,” Jordan said in a stunned voice.

  “Neither did I.” Susan just watched the door. “Do you think that they will be okay? Do you think that Quinn is okay out there alone with them? I worry for him, so much.” She hated that she worried so much when she shouldn’t but she did.

  “Dunno,” he said with a shrug. “I’m tempted to move closer but if I do I know he’ll come back in and realize I was moving to eavesdrop better. Which would suck. He’ll tell us what he wants to tell us when he feels ready. For now,” he looked to her. “How about a cup of tea with a good slug of some Irish courage thrown in for luck?”

  “I think that sounds like a great drink. You should likely make Quinn one as well so that it will have time to steep and get stronger. Just not very much Irish courage for him if you wouldn’t mind please. With the meds he’s still taking you shouldn’t give him too much to drink.”

  “Right,” he nodded. Taking one last look to the open door he went toward the kitchen.

  A couple minutes later Quinn returned and shut the door to the loft softly. He turned the lock before turning and spotting her. He didn’t say anything. Instead he came straight to her and pulled her into his arms, holding her tight as he pressed his face into her neck.

  Susan just held onto Quinn. She didn’t speak, didn’t ask him anything. She simply did what she could for him in that moment and that was to hold onto him. To keep him close so that he knew that someone loved him without reservations, without questions and never with any strings attached.

  Lifting his head finally he looked down at her. “I love you, Susan,” he said softly. Leaning in he pressed a kiss to her lips as he slid a hand up her back to cup her head gently. The kiss quickly heated, it always did with these men and became a living, breathing thing of pure need damn quick.

  Susan gave as good as she got. She kissed him back with just the same need and want that he was pouring into his kiss. Before she knew what she was really doing she began to peel his shirt from his chest and then tugged at his pants. There was a hungry and desperate need, an edge of intensity that they hadn’t had before which had them both all but shredding each other clothes as they did so.

  He grabbed her bare ass and hauled her up against her up against his hard cock. Sucking hard on her lip he began backing her up. She didn’t know or care where he was taking her, all that mattered was the need simmering between them.

  When she felt Jordan’s hands on her body as well Susan shuddered. This was what she needed. This was what she wanted, too. She whimpered, her whole being shivering in reaction to their touches. Nipping at Quinn’s lower lip she moved her lips down to his neck, felt the lube that Jordan was applying to her ass and smiled. “Just don’t drop me.” She teased, teased because she knew that they wouldn’t dare, not now and not ever.

  “As if,” he said looking down at her. Pressing another kiss to her lips he smiled and, adjusting his grip, lifted her higher. “Legs around my waist,” he told her. The head of his cock was rubbing over her pussy, sliding through the slick juices already leaking freely.

  Doing as instructed Susan wrapped her legs around Quinn’s waist. She held onto him and rubbed her cheek to his. “Hard and fast. We all three need this too much for anything other than hard, hot and fast.” She all but begged him. “Please,” she added sweetly.

  Kissing her again he slipped his cock into her pussy and thrust in hard. Behind her she could feel Jordan pressing his cock to her ass. The pressure built as he got through the first ring of muscle and then slid all the way into her body.

  A full gasp escaped her. She hissed out a sound of, “Yesssss” because that was all she could think of in that moment. Simply how amazing that it felt to have them both inside of her again, to feel them taking her as they were. It was utterly perfect.

  Jordan’s hands moved to cup and squeeze her breasts, drawing her back to lean against him. He pressed her breasts up and Quinn leaned in to flick his tongue over her nipples as they both slid their cocks in and out of her body.

  She moaned and her head fell back against Jordan’s shoulder. Her hands were clenching tightly on Quinn’s shoulders as they both rocked in and out of her body, their precision masterful, their thrusts designed to draw forth every ounce of pleasure from her possible. She arched her back when Quinn’s mouth closed over a nipple, his tongue gently circling the tip before he began to suckle at it and nip it with his teeth. This was bliss, pure and simple.

  “I think she’s liking this,” Jordan said, a soft chuckle blowing warm air over her shoulder. “Are you enjoying this, Susan?” he asked softly. Pressing a kiss to her exposed neck he nipped lightly before he slid his tongue up. At her ear he gently bit and tugged on her earlobe as he thrust his cock into her ass harder.

  “Oh yessss.” She was drawing out the S’s on her words because it felt so good she was hitching on that sound. “Perfect. I needed this.” They all had needed it she was certain but for now she simply went with it. “God yes.” She had moaned again when Jordan’s teeth began to nibble her shoulder and neck and Quinn’s teeth toyed with her nipple.

  Quinn switched to her other breast, sucking her nipple deep as Jordan began to flick the damp one he’d just left. Hitching her a little higher Quinn squeezed her ass as he thrust his cock into her pussy again and again. He was watching her, his eyes locked on her face as they took her hard and fast as she’d demanded.

  Susan rode right along with them both. Her body moved with theirs in a way that had them all moaning in no time at all. “God yes,” she said with a cry, her pussy already soaking Quinn’s cock.

  “Touch your clit,” Jordan said softly into her ear. “Stroke that tight little bud,” he said to her. He squeezed her breasts just before Quinn nipped at her nipple hard. He licked the aching bud and then switched to her other breast again.

  She did just that. She touched her clit and rode against both men as they fucked her. “God.” She praised heaven for these men because they were her everything. “So good. I’m so close.” She warned both men. “So close, please be with me.”

  “Come,” Quinn said. “Come now, Susan. Let us watch you come, squeeze our cocks hard and we’ll follow you,” he said. Biting her chin gently he squeezed her ass again his cock sliding in and out of her pussy faster, harder. “Come!”

  Susan did just that. She came. A scream tore through her as she exploded in her orgasm. She sobbed with pleasure, her nails raking over Quinn’s shoulder while the other teased and toyed with her own clit to bring herself into another orgasm.

  “Fuck,” he bit out arching into her nails. “Yeah, that’s it, come again, baby. Come again,” he encouraged her as he slammed into her over and over. She felt Jordan press deep and come, his seed splashing into her ass. A few moments later Quinn stiffened and then shout her name, his cock twitchin
g in her pussy before releasing a stream of hot semen deep inside of her.

  When Quinn and Jordan both spilled inside of her body Susan came a second time. Her whole body shuddered in reaction to the pleasure and she cried out in desperation. Her head fell forward onto Quinn’s shoulder and she just smiled. “So perfect. So needed that.” They all had needed that. She knew it just as they did.

  Both men were shaking but they didn’t drop her. She’d probably have a few interesting bruises for a couple of days, totally worth it though. “I love you,” Quinn whispered against her cheek. “Thank you for coming back to me, Susan. Thank you for giving me everything.”

  “You are very welcome.” She rubbed against his shoulder and sighed happily. “Thank you for having me. For wanting and needing me. For remembering me enough to send Jordan out searching for me when you realized I was no longer around. Thank you for this chance at a life together.”

  “I could never forget you,” he said. Pressing a kiss to her cheek he lifted her slightly so that Jordan could pull his cock free of her ass. “Let’s go and clean up and then, I think, we all should have a nice long nap. It’s been one hell of a day so far and I feel the need to be lazy.”

  “I think that sounds like the perfect first day of the rest of our lives.” Susan commented with a smile. “I think you’re going to have to carry me though, I’m feeling remarkably unable to move right now.”

  “Well, since you’re in my arms, I think I can manage that,” he said. Chuckling softly he headed toward their bedroom. “Jordan, start the shower will you?”

  “On it,” Jordan called out. “Come right in when you get here with our precious cargo.”

  Susan sighed happily. “I like that, precious cargo. I think I could get used to being someone’s precious.” She was teasing, mostly. “If this is our happily ever after, I’m very good with it. I couldn’t be happier. Are the two of you happy?”