Lumberjack Weekend [Divine Creek Ranch 21] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Heather Rainier

  “I’ll bet you enjoyed setting up that little surprise.”

  Joseph grinned and shrugged as he watched Violet settle onto Gabriel’s lap, and Lucas saw the apprehension fading from her face as she whispered to Gabriel and he responded.

  Joseph said, “Look at it this way. If all you’d had to do was chase her by yourself, then the fantasy would’ve been fulfilled, with few limits tested. Simple, but boring. I thought to add to the excitement and push the limits of all three of you.” He tilted his head toward Violet’s admirers. “Although their own fantasies may have fallen short of their expectations, I have a surprise planned for them after Violet is done showing her appreciation. Be patient, and she’ll be all yours in no time.”

  Lucas growled in acknowledgment as Carter reached out for her. He placed her in his lap facing Gabriel, who stroked her leg and then lifted one of her feet to his mouth, nibbling and sucking at one of her toes. She giggled self-consciously but then moaned as he stroked her inner thigh. A breathy gasp left her lips as Roland stroked her back with his fingertips, raising gooseflesh on her arms and making her shudder.

  Gabriel glanced at Lucas, Josh, and Joseph and then whispered something to Violet. Carter murmured and groaned appreciatively as he repositioned her, straddling his lap so her back was pressed to his chest and she faced the three of them. She winked at Lucas, and he had to chuckle as she stroked her tummy and slid her fingertips over her abdomen, shuddering in delight at the sensation. Carter nuzzled her throat and whispered to her encouragingly. Her cheeks were pink, and she bit her lip as she slid her fingertips down to her pussy, which glistened in the softened light from the chandeliers.

  A whimper sounded from a nearby settee, and the soft crack of a palm on flesh echoed from across the room. Lucas wasn’t much for touchy-feely talk about auras and vibrations, but a sensual mood had taken hold of the room as the dancers continued their erotic movements, weaving among the groups, uniting with each other for a stolen kiss or a touch before parting.

  Violet arched her back as her fingertip found her clit, and her moan made his cock even harder. She flexed her hips, and lust filled his blood, hot and thick, as he watched her pussy lips swell and darken with her arousal. He wanted very much to sink his aching cock deep, to feel the strong, silky clasp of her engulfing him. To be the one causing her moans and sighs.

  Carter slid his hands along her thighs and spread them wider, his nose buried in her hair, pecking gently at her shoulders as he whispered reassuringly to her.

  He heard a soft rumbling sound come from Josh and nodded. Just because they wanted her to have her fantasy didn’t mean it was effortless to watch her.

  Pass her to the next guy already. Let’s get this over with. Shit! What am I saying?

  Nothing more was going to happen between her and any of them. His dick just didn’t like having to wait. As if on cue, Carter slid his hands along her outer thighs and closed them before squeezing her to him. Roland turned to Carter and lifted her limp form from his lap, revealing a monster bulge at his groin. Joseph must’ve been either showing Lucas and Josh mercy by letting them know he had arranged distractions for the men once Violet was through, or ensuring the men survived their little encounters with Violet. Lucas wanted to be blasé about the fantasy weekend, but a part of him was still struggling with the hedonism they’d witnessed. The bottom line for him, though, was being there for her. That hadn’t changed, regardless of how the weekend turned out.

  Roland placed Violet so she was straddling his lap, facing him. Carter leaned toward her and placed kisses on her shoulders and nuzzled her neck, which seemed to be something he enjoyed. Gabriel sat back, enjoying the display as Roland caressed her breasts. He glanced up at Josh and Lucas, making sure he wasn’t about to lose a hand, and then smiled down at her. His hands were big, and she tensed when he circled them around her waist and caressed her ribs.

  Josh growled, “She’s ticklish, remember?”

  Roland tipped his head in acknowledgement and then leaned forward to rub his nose against hers. True to his word, he didn’t touch her pussy or her ass, but the encounter had a winsome intimacy that made Lucas wish they were alone. He wanted to do sweet things like that for her.

  Josh elbowed him, and he realized he’d started to lean toward her and sat back.

  Violet giggled and rubbed her nose against Roland’s again, and Lucas remembered she’d wanted to show them some affection. She didn’t intend for him to be jealous, and he’d implied he wouldn’t feel that way when he’d agreed to this scene. With a sigh, she wrapped her arms around Roland’s bulky shoulders and snuggled into him. Roland hesitated for a second, and then a wide smile crossed his mouth as he gently hugged her back. She kissed his cheek and then leaned over to kiss Carter’s before Greg reached for her and lifted her into his lap, with her seated sideways, facing the other three. He pressed his lips to her throat and then began whispering in her ear. The pink flush in her cheeks increased, and she bit her lip as he spoke so only she could hear, and he reached down to slide his hands between her thighs to part them.

  “What the fuck?” Josh muttered, growing restless.

  With a shaky breath, Violet slid her hand back down between her legs and began stroking her pussy. She nodded at something Greg said, and he grinned as he glanced up at the two of them and then parted her legs a little more so her fingertips sliding in her juices were more visible to Josh and Lucas.

  Greg gave her further direction, and she slid her middle finger between her lips. Her breath caught in her throat, and she panted as her head fell back over his arm. Sitting beside her, Roland watched avidly as he licked his lips, and Carter and Gabriel looked in similar straits. A couple took position on a nearby divan, well within sight of their group, distracting Lucas for a moment.

  It was two of the dancers, a man and a woman. The woman’s veils had disappeared during the course of the dance, and she was now naked except for the choker adorning her neck and the perspiration sheening her skin. The man was erect, and Lucas realized the purpose for their stop on the divan as she fell back and her partner impaled her on his rigid cock.

  Looking around the room, he noted the other dancers were similarly involved. Then he realized Violet was watching them, her eyes glowing with arousal as the dancers fucked with uninhibited abandon. Greg continued whispering to her, and she shifted her gaze to Lucas and Josh, moaning as the tempo of her finger fucking increased and her slick juices coated her fingers. Lucas shifted to ease the pressure on his dick, praying he didn’t lose control as he watched her arch her back and writhe, her moans growing more high-pitched.

  Greg lifted her knee closest to him, giving her greater access, and the action sent her over the edge, bowing her back and causing her to cry out as she came, her loud, ecstatic cries echoing off the walls. Before she’d had a chance to catch her breath, Greg kissed her temple and handed her over to Gabriel, who stood waiting. Gabriel squeezed her and rocked her for a second before kissing her forehead and then placing her in Josh’s arms, appreciation and desire in his eyes as he gazed at her.

  Warmth from her sweet body seeped through their clothing as she was draped over both of their laps. He had eyes for only her, flushed and temporarily sated, but he heard soft voices nearby and assumed Joseph had found willing bunnies to join the other men to satisfy their sharply whetted appetites.

  Her long false eyelashes finally swept up, and she gazed at them with those intoxicating whiskey-brown eyes, made up to look even bigger and more innocent than they already were, and she bit her lip, the flush spreading across her chest and her breasts as she reached for them both.

  “Are you okay?” she whispered in a breathy voice, laced with passion and emotion as she gazed at them both.

  Lucas stroked her ankle and the top of her foot as he grinned. Her first thought was them and making sure they were okay. “I’m fine, baby. It’s you I’m concerned about.”

  “I need to know you’re all right, baby girl,” Josh said softly

as he leaned down and kissed her lips, which were swollen from biting them so much.

  Lucas knew it’d been hard for Josh to watch someone else handle her, no matter that they’d obeyed the parameters set for them. It was still an intimacy, and he was concerned about the aftermath. They knew Violet well enough to know she would worry more about their feelings than her own.

  Joseph stood nearby, obviously watching over her, having delivered the foursome’s companions to them. Seeming satisfied, he nodded and turned to one of the wait staff who had approached him and spoke quietly to him, and then he moved away from the group.

  She kept her eyes on them, looking back and forth, her cheeks flushed, and then she smiled. “Greg challenged me to put on a show for you. He could tell I was cooling off, not in the moment as much. He didn’t say anything inappropriate…under the circumstances, I mean.”

  That surprised Lucas. He’d figured Greg for the biggest horn dog in the bunch and probably the one who would push their boundaries the most.

  “He told me to imagine you touching me and licking me, and…well, it worked.”

  Score one for the persuasive chump. Maybe he’d thank him the next time he saw him, if ever.

  Violet wrapped her warm hand around his. “I know the feast is still going on, but I wonder if we could have some time alone…upstairs?”

  She batted her lashes in a perfectly innocent, beguiling way, and the rest of the group, the ballroom, and the mansion itself was forgotten as Josh lifted her in his arms and Lucas followed in his wake. Being alone with her was just what they needed.

  * * * *

  Josh threaded his way through the ballroom, skirting the groupings carefully to avoid interrupting any of them. Some of the attendees were caught up in quiet conversations, eating and enjoying the atmosphere while pursuing sensual pleasures. Other groups were going at it as if Rome was burning and there was only so much fucking they could fit in before the building collapsed on them.

  As they left the ballroom and headed toward the stairs, Violet said, “I can walk, Josh. Put me down.”

  Josh grinned at her, wanting to nibble on those swollen pink lips and said, “No.”

  Violet opened her mouth to speak and then squeaked as he hefted her and held her tightly. “I’ve got you, baby girl. It’s our turn to take care of you.”

  She made a disgruntled sound, but they were both distracted by a conversation echoing in the stairwell. He looked up and spotted Joseph conversing with Miss Carrigan on the stairs.

  “I told you we weren’t finished earlier,” Joseph said, his tone and his body language implacable as he pressed her against the railing. “You’re not leaving yet.”

  She didn’t allow Joseph the physical advantage of his height for long and chuckled as she pushed him back and continued on her way down the stairs, Joseph’s footfalls following in hot pursuit. Josh and Lucas backed up to the alcove beneath the stairs, but there was nowhere to go, to avoid eavesdropping.

  “I need to educate you about something, Joseph. Oh, wait. I guess I’m supposed to call you Mr. Hazelle, or Sir, or Master.” She scoffed as she took the last step and turned to look up at him, obviously not caring that he towered over her.

  “Unless you’re…” She held up one finger. “Feeding me…” She grinned as she ticked the second finger. “Financing me…” she added as she ticked off her middle finger. “Or fucking me, I don’t have to listen to anything you say. I’m my own boss for a reason. I don’t do submission. You’ll get your bill in the mail. Have a pleasant evening.”

  “Bunny, stop.”

  Josh stifled a chuckle when even Violet quivered at Joseph’s dominating tone.

  “Kiss my lily white ass.” With that, she marched away, every step punctuated by the sassy swing of her hips before she came to a complete stop and scowled back at him. “Which is the way out of this place?”

  Joseph had evidently pointed because she turned to her left and growled, “thank you,” as she stomped out of sight.

  Violet’s lips rounded into an “o,” and her eyes got big as Joseph let loose with a low, juicy curse and then trudged up the stairs, none the wiser he’d had an audience to his dressing down.

  “I really like her,” Violet whispered as they listened to Joseph’s footsteps recede down the hall.

  They left the alcove and climbed the stairs. Her body was a warm, solid weight in his arms as they walked down the corridor leading to their wing.

  “Are we all right?” Violet asked as she looked up at him. “What happened downstairs was unexpected…unplanned. I never would’ve thought I’d do something like that, especially not with the two of you sitting there watching. Are we okay?”

  Josh nodded. “Remember what we talked about? This weekend was about fantasy fulfillment. Some fantasies might rattle around in your brain for months or years while others might present themselves in real life within moments of being imagined. I didn’t anticipate the four of them would play such big a role in making your fantasy come true, but I see it’s just as much about the tension in the scene as it is about the setting and participants.”

  “They definitely added to the tension,” she whispered as they came to their door. “I worried somehow I’d wandered into someone else’s fantasy and it was getting out of hand. It wasn’t until I saw you that I wasn’t absolutely terrified.”

  “You knew we’d keep you safe?” Lucas asked as he used the key and let them into the room.

  “Yes, and that was kind of fantasy fulfillment in itself. Women are taught and encouraged nowadays to fend for themselves. To do it all. We know how to change our own oil. We learn self-defense techniques. Some of us even carry weapons. So it was fantasy-worthy to know two big, handsome, hot guys had my safety in mind the whole time. You even looked a little surprised by them.”

  Josh nodded. “We were. The extra lumberjacks were Joseph’s bright idea. But he was right. It definitely added to the scene. Now, about what happened earlier…I didn’t have a problem with it, but I wouldn’t want to repeat it. I wanted to choke them.”

  “Just for holding me?”

  “It was challenging not to get a little territorial, watching them touch you so intimately, even though they followed the rules we set,” Lucas said. “I hope you’re okay with only the two of us from now on.”

  Violet gulped as she looked between the two of them. “For the rest of the weekend you mean? It’s nearly over.”

  “You still want no strings attached?” Josh asked, seeing the answer in her eyes.

  “Yes, I thought…I mean no. Oh hell. I don’t know what I want, except to not be hurt anymore. When we go back to Divine, I’ll be boring old Violet again, not all of this,” she said, gesturing at her fading body paint and ears. She blinked rapidly, and her long, sweeping eyelashes and face paint made her eyes look even bigger, more vulnerable.

  They closed in around her, Lucas at her front and him at her back. Josh gathered her long blonde curls in his hand as he kissed her shoulder and said, “You’re anything but boring, baby girl. When we walk away from this weekend, I want it to be together.”

  “But…But I just allowed four guys I barely know to…”

  “To touch you?” Lucas asked. She nodded. “To kiss your skin and whisper to you, egging you on to tease us?” She looked a little more worried as she nodded again.

  “See what I mean?” she asked but didn’t get another word out as Lucas cut her off.

  “You didn’t see all the others in the room watching you, coming over to our group, hoping there was another seat available, wanting to get close to you?”

  Her eyebrows drew together. “What? There were?”

  Josh whispered, “Yes,” and then kissed her shoulder again. “The other men were trying to insulate you. I think they were feeling as territorial as we were when we walked into the ballroom and saw the attention you were getting. Men, and even some women, have been asking us about inviting you to join them all weekend.”

  Violet frowned and then smirked. “Nuh-uh. You’re just saying that. You can stop with the fantasy. I’m not all that.”

  Lucas shook his head and sighed. “You have a twisted image of yourself, baby, you know that?”

  “I’m a realist.”

  Josh saw what Lucas was getting at and said, “Okay, then answer me this. What were you thinking when you came downstairs in your little forest nymph dress? Not about yourself, but about what you saw when you came in the dining room, all the other attendees. Once you settled down, what did you see?”

  “Well, Friday night when I saw the group for the first time, they all looked so put together, so posh and perfect. But then this morning…”

  “Did the fetish attire and costumes surprise you?”

  “No. I couldn’t care less about all of that. I know they were all dressed for scenes.” She gently cupped her breasts from underneath—a tender gesture that made him smile. “I realized I should be more grateful for what I have. That…and lack of support garments is a great equalizer,” she said with a little giggle. “So many of them looked proud and confident, and I didn’t have anything to be ashamed of. Based on what I could see, there wasn’t a perfect body in the room…except maybe for y’all.”

  Lucas snorted. “Trust me, we’re not.”

  “You are to me,” she whispered, and Josh smiled at the opening.

  “That’s how it is with us, baby girl. You find it hard to believe because Victor’s criticisms are still ringing in your head after all this time.” Her eyebrows drew together and her cheeks turned pink as she looked down at her clasped hands when he continued. “You came here to fulfill fantasies. What would devastate us is if we hadn’t had the opportunity to be the ones to make your fantasy come true. The attention you paid to the others is an extension of who you are naturally. You’re affectionate and appreciative when someone has been kind to you. They just happened to have crushes on you.”

  She licked her lips and looked up at them. “That was a one-time deal. You know I’m not normally so…demonstrative with people I barely know. Joseph’s mansion is the only place I’d take such a chance, and I’m not sure if I could do that again.”

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