"Oh hell yeah." Lacey grinned and moved along with the men, "I doubt that there is a great deal that you could do right now that would make me upset with you. Later, maybe, but right now it all feels so good. Just finally being bonded to you boys. Amazing."
Both of them chuckled at her words and went back to putting their full attentions on her. Her breasts were massaged, plumped and her nipples plucked, rolled and lightly squeezed. One of them, Zhubin she thought, had his hand between her folds toying with her clitoris.
They made slow, passionate love, all three of them moving in unison like a well-oiled machine, moving in a way that said that they had done this hundreds of times when in fact it was only their second time as a threesome. Finally, however, Lacey found herself gasping, their bodies moving faster, harder. "Now," she demanded of her lovers. She had to come, now.
As if one person, one mind, they took her right over the edge and fell with her. The hard bucking of their cocks in her body, the hot splash of their seed, pushed her right over. Bodies shaking, they all collapsed into a pile of limbs, sweat slickened and their breathing ragged.
Lacey just rested her head on Ansell's shoulder and smiled. She couldn't speak for a while and when she finally did she whispered. "Wow, now that is the way to wake up. Can we please make this a habit?"
"I'm pretty sure we can manage that," Ansell said softly. Stroking her hair, he kissed her cheek gently. "I hate to put a damper on our morning fun but my stomach is starting to rumble. It's time for sustenance before we do anything else today."
"That's very good because I want that as well." She laughed at Ansell and shook her head. "Yes, food is a very good thing. Why don't you go out and get food started, and coffee too, and I'm going to go and take a shower?" She didn't even know if the cottage they were in had a kitchen, but she was sure that they would know.
"Food I can do, but we may need to go up to the main house for coffee."
"I'll run up and let Mom know that we all survived but she won't be seeing us today," Zhubin said. He pulled back and stretched out slowly, letting out a groan before he slumped to his back. Scratching at his chest, he watched her. "How much coffee are you wanting, darling?"
"Like a bucketfull," Lacey muttered and then yawned. "How about a carafe of coffee and then drinks for later? If we are going to be in all day that is," she added suggestively with a waggle of her eyebrows.
"There's plenty of drinks here, just no coffee since the kitchen's a little small for too many appliances." Zhubin sat up and leaned over to kiss her. "I'll be back soon. Decide what you want for breakfast and we'll get it going when I return." With that, he slid out of the bed and, grabbing his jeans, hauled them on. Grinning at her, he grabbed a shirt and headed for the door.
Lacey watched him leaving and sighed. "Damn, you boys are hot." How in the ever-loving name of hell did she keep them at bay for five years? She needed to have her damn head examined for not claiming them sooner.
"Just figuring that out?" Ansell asked from her side. Looking over, she saw the grin on his face. "Woman, you need your eyes examined if you're just cluing in. Might explain why you held out so long, faulty ocular faculties."
"Oh no, I knew just how freaking hot you both were but now, seeing you naked … " She moved so that she was curled back into his body again and sighed happily. "I think that you need to remind me just how good it is to make love with you?" They could have one-on-one sex, right, her mind thought rapidly.
"You're thinking awfully hard, Lacey. What's going through your head? I can see it on your face so you might as well tell me what the actual thought is. Otherwise I might concoct some tale and spread it around. In this place, it would go like wildfire."
"Will we be able to have sex, just one-on-one or will we always have to be three?" she blurted out, her face actually starting to turn red with her question. "Sorry, I know that's crass but I really need to know. Will I be able to love with just one of you at a time?"
"Of course you will. The bonding is completed, we can do whatever we want, however we want, whenever we want. There are no more restrictions, Lacey. So if you ever feel the need to jump one of us, go for it. We'll be doing the same, I'm very sure."
"Oh that is a very, very good thing. I want to be able to, at the drop of a hat, be able to grab one of you and fuck you silly and then go about work. I think that sounds like a great idea, don't you?" she asked happily.
"Don't know how much work you'll be getting done after a good fucking. You seem to get very limp and relaxed. You're more likely to sleep instead of work," he pointed out, grinning at her. He rolled so he was over her, his nose brushing hers. "But I'm never going to turn down the opportunity to be buried between your legs, Lace."
"That's a damn good thing." Reaching up, she touched his cheek, her fingers tracing his lips. "And if I sleep after, then so be it. The boss will learn to deal or I can leave the force. If push comes to shove I would chose you two over anything." Over herself, even.
"This will get under control soon enough. But it's also why it's mandatory to take a week off after a mating," he said softly. "So we can get most of the driving needs under some semblance of control. Otherwise we'd be knocking boots on every flat or mostly flat surface."
"Good. I hope that we are able to get it all under control. I truly do. I really love you boys, like whoa, but damn it would be nice to be able to walk into a room and not jump you where you stand. Although when we are home that's totally a great thing to do," she added happily.
"As long as there isn't any company. As much as I love you, Lacey, I will strip you naked and fuck you right there and then. I mostly won't care who's watching." He smiled at her. "Now, are we planning on chatting, getting up, or fucking like bunnies until Zhubin comes back with food?"
"Oh I am so down with fucking like bunnies." Lacey moved toward Ansell and all but jumped into his arms. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she didn't speak, simply kissed him for all she was worth and demanded the same from him.
He was smiling against her lips as he kissed her back. Then he put some serious effort into the kiss and she realized he'd been holding back. The entire time, every time, he'd held back. Pressing her lips open, he slid his tongue in deep and kissed her harder, deeper. His hands weren't idle either. No, they were moving all over her body, moving her, stroking her and revving her engine right up.
Lacey's back arched away from him and she cried out. "Ansell," she cried out his name, the realization of how much he had been holding back had her completely and totally stunned. "Never, ever again hold back from me again. Please."
"No need to now," he said, his gaze practically burning into hers. "You are ours, for the rest of time which means you can now handle everything we dish out." She wasn't sure why but that sounded like a very serious and sensual promise, one she wasn't one-hundred-percent sure if she was ready for, yet she was completely ready to find out.
"Show me." Her words were a whisper, they were a caress, a sensation of need over both of their bodies. She needed, he wanted and together they would. "Please," she begged him softly. "I need you, so very, very much. I need everything."
Chuckling deeply, he tossed the blankets toward the end of the bed, baring her to his gaze. Catching her hands, he pushed them up over her head and to the pillow. "Keep those right there until I say otherwise, or I stop. Clear?" he asked softly, the devil dancing in his eyes. As she stared at him, he trailed a very light finger down her arm and headed for her breast but stopped before getting to her nipple. Right, he was waiting for an answer.
She turned her hands and fisted them into the pillow under her head. Biting her lower lip she arched into him and shuddered. "Ansell. Do that again," she asked in pure need. It felt amazing, the way that he was touching her, the way that his hands were working her body. This was just exactly what she needed and wanted.
"No," he said, his hand lifting and then coming down on her belly. He ran his finger over her skin and lower, teasing her mound lightly. He never touched the folds or her clit, just worked around her curls and drove her slowly closer to insanity.