Lucy's Revenge [Divine Creek Ranch 15] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Heather Rainier

  The beat of the song began to fade and a cheer went up around the room. Word had spread about the ordeal and the outcome at Baxter’s house throughout the club.

  Beck and Patrick met her at the edge of the dance floor and Beck kissed her before Patrick captured her for a slow dance to “Hey Pretty Girl” by Kip Moore. Charity was joined by Justin on the dance floor as well. She looked over at Lucy and grinned before looking up at Justin like he was the only man in the world.

  Patrick held her close and she tilted her chin up for a kiss. His lips were gentle and warm and she felt precious in his arms as his hands slid up her back, and then down to rest just above her ass.

  “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” Patrick asked as he nuzzled her cheek.

  Lucy shivered and giggled when his touch tickled her. She pressed her lips against his neck and kissed him, then licked her lips, enjoying the slight saltiness from his skin.

  “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” she countered with the same question.

  “I’m hoping I do,” he murmured against her lips. Suddenly, heat enveloped her backside and she smiled as Beck’s clean masculine scent added to the heady pleasure she was already enjoying. “You two are being shockingly brave dancing with me in public. What will people think?”

  “That you must be one hell of a woman to have two men so obviously in love with you,” Beck murmured as he kissed her ear.

  She reached a hand behind her and caressed Beck’s shoulder as she smiled at him. “I do love you very much. The two of you have made my life complete.”

  Patrick smiled. “Glad to hear you say that, Luce. What would you say to taking us to the next level?”

  Her heart thumped so hard in her chest they both had to have felt it. “What do you mean?”

  “Marry us?” Beck whispered. “I want you to marry Patrick, for PJ, but we both want you for our woman…our wife.”

  Patrick nodded as she looked up at him, then at Beck, and then at him again. “Marry us, little tiger. Make us the happiest men in the world.”

  Beck handed Patrick something and then Patrick held up the ring for her to see. It was an intricate white gold band with three diamonds of equal size set in the center.

  “Oh. It’s so beautiful. Oh.” She wished she could think of something witty and clever to say. Something sassy that would make them laugh. Something that they’d all remember for the rest of their lives. In the end she felt like she got it right.

  “Yes. Oh, yes.”

  They closed in around her and held her tight as Patrick slid the ring on her finger. If people stared at them on the dance floor, she never noticed. She was so happy she could’ve floated right up to the ceiling. After they were done kissing her, it was a good thing they were holding her up because her knees would’ve buckled. She still didn’t feel her feet when they walked her back to the table.

  Charity nudged Grace and pointed at Lucy’s hand. “See? I told ya! I knew something was going on with those three earlier.”

  Lucy giggled and held up her hand so they could all see, and the girls crowded around to congratulate her and ogle the second engagement ring of the night.

  Grace hugged her and said, “I’m so happy for the three of you. I just knew you were meant to be, despite the struggles you’ve gone through.”

  Jayne and Seth came over then and gave her hugs and congratulated the men. Lucy pulled Jayne aside and said, “Are you up to planning a wedding, sis?”

  Jayne looked shocked for a second but then smiled and nodded. “On one condition. I want Grace to help us. She’s a pro at planning weddings and receptions.”

  They asked Grace and she positively glowed with excitement at the prospect.

  Lucy noticed that Chloe and the rest of the Lusty folks had left and Grace said, “They told me they’d be back before too long. I think we’ll be seeing plenty of the folks from Lusty in years to come.”

  Jayne nodded. “Uh-huh. I heard that Grandma Kate is even planning a visit sometime.”

  They celebrated with several more dances and Ethan even proposed a toast for Lucy, Beck, and Patrick. The day had started out all right and then gone from bad to worse, but all she could think now was that it was magical.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  The candles flickered later that night as they lay in repose, limbs entwined, with her in the middle. Lucy’s body tingled with the satisfaction of so many orgasms she’d lost count.

  Memories of the day came to her in disjointed chunks, the good thankfully outweighing the bad, and she suddenly remembered one of the high notes.

  “Patrick?”

  Patrick made a soft sound of acknowledgment in his throat and she stroked his golden chest hair as she said, “I met your mother today.”

  Evidently that got his attention because he sat up enough to look into her eyes. He turned and rested his hand on her bare abdomen. “You did? When?”

  “This morning, before the day went to hell in a handbasket. I forgot all about it with everything else that was happening.”

  He frowned and Beck sat up, too. “What did she say?”

  “She wanted to meet me. She wanted to know if the rumors she was hearing were true.”

  Patrick frowned harder. “Did she upset you? Was she spouting the same garbage as my father?”

  “No, no,” she said as she gave him a soothing stroke. “She apologized for not being more involved and for not speaking up on your behalf in the last few years.”

  “She did?”

  “Yes. She wants to be involved with PJ. She found out about the ultimatum. I think that was the catalyst for her visit.”

  “Is she siding with my dad?”

  “No. She told me about being sick for so long while you were going through all the trouble with Elizabeth.”

  Patrick nodded. “She couldn’t have done much even if she’d wanted to.”

  “She told me. She wanted me to tell you that she’ll deal with your father and that you shouldn’t worry about the custody suit anymore.”

  Patrick chewed his lip and then said, “I saw a voice mail message from my father earlier this evening. I didn’t listen to it because I didn’t want to deal with more of his bullshit tonight. In the morning was soon enough.”

  “Well, listen to that message in the morning. I’ll bet it’s good news.”

  Patrick laid back and let out a deep sigh. “I wonder how he’ll take it when he finds out that we’re getting married.”

  Lucy said, “He’ll have the outward appearance that he wants, and perhaps he’ll let us alone to live our lives. Remember when Chloe mentioned how her intuition was talking to her when she saw my vehicle and it made her take a closer look, so that she’d see Emily Anne behind the wheel?”

  “Yeah?” Beck said as he stroked his callused fingers along the valley between her breasts. A soft shudder rippled through her and she almost forgot what they were talking about.

  He smiled knowingly at her and after focusing her thoughts, she got back on track. “I have a funny, intuitive feeling that there’s more to know about Tabitha Lester. Since that day Val told me he thought he recognized her, I’ve been thinking that her comeuppance is on the way.” She sighed and shrugged. “It’s nothing more than a gut feeling. I still don’t understand why some people would set out to hurt others like that. Purposely wish them ill and make trouble for them, or hurt them. Sometimes I wondered if that shithead I was engaged to, Chuck, ever found someone to marry him and his high society family.”

  Patrick said, “We could always have Ace and Kemp look into it for you. It never sat right with me that he got away with hurting you and burning your house down. They could do something about it. But I can tell you this much, Luce. Anytime you want to hold our hands so you can look over the edge, you won’t have to worry about us letting go of you.”

  “Yeah, sweetness,” Beck murmured, his voice a sexy rasping against her breast as he tongued a nipple. “We’ll hold on and never let you fall. And we won’

t hold you back either.”

  Patrick palmed her thigh over and licked her other nipple and then planted kisses in a hot line down her abdomen to the dip where her thigh met her hip. He kissed her bare mound, just above her pussy, and then kissed a line up the other side to her other nipple. He pulled her over so she faced him on her side and draped her thigh over his and began to stroke her drenched cunt. His fingers felt hot as he stroked her and she gasped when he found her clit and squeezed it.

  Beck shifted around behind her and she sighed blissfully when she heard the tearing of a condom wrapper and the flip-top open on the tube of lubricant. Her ass and pussy quivered, knowing what was coming.

  Patrick grinned at her reaction and whispered, “You’re already excited, aren’t you, little tiger? Want Beck’s big cock in your ass and mine in your cunt.”

  “In the worst way, yes,” she said, squirming to take his cock as he nudged her opening, teasing her while Beck prepared for her. Beck came close and lifted her thigh much higher until her knee was practically up to her shoulder and held it there. The sensation made her feel stretched wide open and vulnerable. She gloried in it and moaned when the head of his cock nudged her asshole.

  “Yes, please, Beck.”

  He growled and rocked his hips, thrusting gently until the burning stretch made her pussy quiver with the need to also be filled. The pleasure just on the verge of pain was edgy and exciting and she wanted all of it, all of him. His cock slid in and the pain decreased. The pleasure of being filled in this way was nearly overwhelming. All she could do was moan as he held her securely and rolled to his back on the mound of pillows, carrying her with him.

  Patrick lifted her other thigh and pushed it high like the other and then set about stroking her cunt until she whined with need, trapped between them.

  Beck chuckled and said, “He’s teasing your pretty little pussy, isn’t he?” He held her other thigh so that she was practically bent in half with her pussy and ass bared to the extreme. She could only imagine what Patrick thought of the erotic sight as Beck thrust his big, heavy cock into her tight passage and then she knew.

  Patrick’s eyes smoldered with lust, his cock hard and stiff, twitching with excitement as he looked in her eyes and then down at her pussy and stretched asshole. “He’s filling you nice and tight, isn’t he, little tiger? You’re being such a good girl, taking his cock and looking like you want more.”

  “I do! I do want more!” Her pussy quivered and grew even hotter as she imagined how it would feel.

  “Damn, she just clenched on my dick like she means it, man. Give her what she wants,” Beck growled, while spreading his knees to make room for Beck to kneel in front of her. The movement jolted his cock inside her and he sank a little deeper. Her nerve endings tingled in her pussy and she wanted to feel him filling her more than she wanted breath.

  Patrick slicked his cock with lube for her and then put the hot head against her opening. He looked at her and the lust and love in his eyes mingled into a fire that threatened to consume her. Beck slowed his movements beneath her, just barely arching and thrusting into her ass as Patrick breathed out and stroked her upper thighs.

  A soft rumble sounded in his chest and his face became more flushed as he thrust his cock firmly against her opening. She shifted upward and relaxed to let him in and a heat wave consumed her as he slid in, filling her full, overwhelming all her senses.

  The tension grew in her body as she imagined the sight they made together and the certainty that she was coming soon filled her. She wouldn’t be able to stop it any more than she could stop an avalanche on a mountain.

  “Fuck,” Beck groaned.

  “I’m going fast, guys,” Lucy moaned, trying to grind against them, but unable to do much more than take them the way they wanted to give it to her.

  “Me, too, Luce. Oh, fuck, you feel so good. Your cunt is so pink and swollen, and hot. You like taking both our cocks, don’t you?”

  “Yes,” she cried out. “I love it. Fuck me, please, please!”

  Patrick clenched his jaw and seemed to be struggling with his control.

  “Patrick, fuck me! Beck, please! I want it! I want it all!”

  They both thrust at the same time and the tension inside her neared the breaking point as they worked their cocks in and out of her. Patrick started rubbing her clit as he fucked her and whispered, “This is the prettiest little pussy I’ve ever seen, baby. I’m gonna fill it with my cum while Beck fills your ass. You want our cum, don’t you?” His tone was both teasing and controlled as he whispered. “We’ve got you baby. Let it go.”

  The last rise to orgasm was right there as her men fucked her and Beck gently grasped her breasts and tweaked her nipples hard between his fingers. The white-hot sensation sent currents through her body and she jammed her hand against her mouth to mute her scream as the tension shattered.

  “Yes! Fuck!” Patrick groaned, and his cock shuttled in and out even faster on the juices her cunt released, and Beck went rigid beneath her. She arched and bowed between them, fighting the restraint and moving with them until she couldn’t feel anything else but the massive tidal wave of pleasure.

  As the climactic currents receded, she couldn’t feel her extremities, nor did she care. The pleasure tingled and pulsed through her whole body until she was limp and sated, held securely in their arms.

  The next thing she was aware of was Patrick helping Beck to clean her up. Somehow she’d gotten from their earlier position to her side, cuddled in Patrick’s arms, without being aware of it.

  “Little tiger’s back with us now,” Patrick said with a chuckle as he kissed her forehead.

  Beck smiled down at her and said, “I’ll be right back, sweetness.”

  The shower came on in the bathroom as Lucy reached up to touch Patrick’s face and kiss him. “I think I passed out.”

  Patrick looked very pleased with himself as he nodded. “You did. But we had you safe in our arms. You okay?”

  “Yes. You know what?”

  “What?”

  “I don’t think I’m going to have that nightmare ever again—the one where Chuck let me go and I fell from the Window in Big Bend. You know I’ve never gone there since he and I went?”

  “I think that we ought to plan a trip to the Window Trail so we can make a new memory. But, honey?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Please don’t try to lean out. It’d scare me to death to watch you do that.”

  Lucy stroked his chest. “You know what else?”

  A chuckle rumbled in his chest. “What?”

  “I think my heart knew I couldn’t trust Chuck and that was a test. The reality that he would let go if it came right down to it was what inspired the nightmare. Maybe my subconscious couldn’t reconcile the fact that I nearly placed my trust in his hands permanently. I know I can trust you and Beck. But I’d love to make new memories out there with you. We could go at Christmas when it’s cool.”

  “Sounds great.”

  “What sounds great?” Beck asked as he returned, walking into the bedroom bare naked, his skin still damp. He was so damn sexy her cunt actually pulsed with longing for him once more.

  “We’re going to take our girl to hike the Window Trail in Big Bend.”

  Beck gave a slight frown. “You sure?”

  She nodded. “I’d love to see it with you and show you some of the sights there. I told Patrick I’ll probably never have that dream of the asshole letting me fall ever again.”

  “No?”

  “Nope. I’ll have just the normal run-of-the-mill nekkid-in-public dreams, like everyone else.”

  Both men burst into laughter and she thought again.

  “Oh, wait, already been there and done that one!”

  Beck’s dimples appeared as he grinned and replied, “Yep, and got the ‘I Have the Pussy, I Make the Rules’ T-shirt to prove it.”

  They nuzzled her from each side and Patrick said, “I’m looking forward to a lifetime of living dreams with you, little tiger, nekkid or not.”

  Epilogue

  Patrick sat on the blanket, leaning against the trunk of the shady oak, contentment filling his soul. The woman he loved lay with her back pressed to his chest, smiling and giggling as they watched PJ splash in the water with Cooter, while his best friend lay next to Lucy with his head in her lap.

  She shivered with delight when he cautiously slid the hem of her top up just enough to expose the newly healed tribal tattoo that graced her hip so he could stroke it. Seth had created it, as well as the matching tattoos Patrick and Beck sported on their biceps. He liked the way she shivered and moaned softly as he caressed her. Beck turned at the sound and grinned.

  “No fair. Can’t play with the kiddo around,” Beck said, as he stroked her ankle.

  Lucy murmured, “We’ll have to take a day off and come back here by ourselves once PJ starts school again. Then we can play all day if you’d like.”

  “Stop,” Patrick growled as his cock hardened at the thought of her frolicking naked again on the creek bank.

  “I’m starting to yearn,” Beck said, with need and good humor in his voice.

  Patrick let out a contented sigh and squeezed her.

  They chuckled occasionally as they watched PJ’s antics with the rather rotund dog that didn’t seem to mind getting wet but kept to the shallows where he was safe.

  “Think there will be repercussions for PJ when he starts school, like your dad said?” Lucy asked as she twirled a lock of Beck’s hair in her fingers. He’d let it grow just a bit, and had grown a goatee at her request.

  Patrick had mulled that question over in his own mind many times as the start of the school year drew near. “Only time will tell. At least he’ll be in Maizy’s kindergarten class so we might have an early heads-up if there are problems. I don’t think there’s any easy answer to that question.”

  Beck slowly nodded his head. “I think as long as he sees that we love him and we’re united in taking care of him, we can deal with whatever happens.”

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