Burlesque Trio (MFM)

Professional Reviews

4 STARS: "Sassy, sexy and full of heart, Burlesque Trio was a great read with a clever little paranormal twist. With an emphasis on the chemistry between the three main characters and the ties that bind them together in the face of the strongest adversity, this is a read as brazen and smoldering as the best of burlesque shows. Sixty years ago, VaVa Violet was the star of the Burlesque stage, keeping the G.I. hollering for more every time she stepped onstage. After suffering a heartbreaking childhood, Violet's only joy came from her performance and her moments in the spotlights. But any chance at a happy life came to an end when she was shot by a jealous fan, and her spirit was left to haunt the theater in which she once performed. Since then, Violet has watched her beloved Burlesque club evolve and crumble from generation to generation, with only a few other lonely spirits who can hear or see her. But when her club is purchased and renovated around her by two sexy, savvy businessmen, Violet wonders if there isn't something worth hanging around for, after all. Incorporeally, Violet can enjoy little more than watching the club's new owners, stealing the slightest of touches or a moment of heat, while being forced to watch Missy Materson, the club's boozy, coke-addicted head dancer take advantage of her two new favorite men. But when Missy's bad habits catch up with her, Violet is given a sudden, stunning second chance. Ciprian Svetski and Parker Thomas are genuinely worried that, without adequate star power, their new club won't last long enough for the paint to dry. But when their lead dancer Missy transforms from arrogant liability to the sweet, dedicated star of their dreams, it seems their enterprise might just have a chance. Not only that, but Missy has suddenly become helplessly alluring…to both Ciprian and Parker. And when the desire between them becomes too powerful to ignore, Violet decides that this time around, she isn't settling. She wants these men—together. And she'll have them. But the real Missy isn't going away quietly, and there are forces at work in the Burlesque Theater that would silence Violet for good. Will Cipiran and Parker be able to save the woman they've come to adore—and will they have the courage to embrace a life with her when they learn the truth of who she is? I loved Violet's joie de vivre and flare. Despite a painful childhood and the frustration of being trapped in the club for so long, she emerges stronger and feistier for all she has endured. A threesome with Ciprian and Parker is daunting, to say the least, but her determination to live to the fullest leads all of them to the most fulfilling, passionate evenings of their lives. And she is willing to fight for that love once she has it, regardless of the consequences. I also really enjoyed the way she guided the other dancers and took control of shaping the club into a blockbuster burlesque show. Though I would have like to have come to know Ciprian and Parker a bit better before their interactions with Violet/Missy, I could also appreciate the fact that all three of them became defined individuals in finding each other, and balanced each other beautifully. Ciprian's fierceness is tempered by Parker's gentleness, and, ultimately, Parker's doubts over their future together are resolved byCiprian's savage love for their woman and the happiness that could be theirs. These two men apart are wonderfully seductive, and together are completely irresistible. Dominant and loving, intense and driven, they are a dream team in every sense of the word and I was surprised the pages didn't cook my computer when they turned on the seduction. The details of Violet's transformation were very well-handled and believable and her second chance at life is a fantasy come true for both the characters and fortunate readers. Each character was well drawn and their chemistry together was wonderfully explosive. I loved getting a peak at the world of burlesque, past and present, and found this book both an emotional read and a sizzler that kept me turning pages far too late into the night." -- Bridget, The Romance Reviews

Excerpt

Story Excerpt

Violet sat back down in the spot Parker had just vacated, the residual body heat warming her incorporeal form. She could scent the cologne the man wore as it mixed with the slightly muskier scent that Ciprian had on. Shivers slid through her as she cast a glance at the man himself. He had to be the sexiest thing she had ever laid eyes on, and the throwdown he had just given to the redheaded bitch made him all the more sexy, but then again, Parker gave him a run for his money, that’s for sure.

Not like she could do anything about it anyway. She could watch, listen, smell, but could not touch nor taste. Violet hadn’t realized how imperative those two senses were. Especially when it came to hot, juicy men. Particularly these two hot, juicy men, as a matter of fact.

When the two had busted into her club about eight months before, she had been pissed off. She’d had to endure watching her friends in the burlesque’s slow demise before the space had been turned into a sixties hippie commune, with tons of reefer, ’shrooms, body odor, and bad poetry. Then she had to be a silent sentry as disco had evolved, and she had to admit the music wasn’t horrible, but oh, the clothes and hair had been.

Once disco found its ultimate death, the club had languished for a bit with no real direction before eventually becoming a punk bar, then a goth club, a metal club, and then in the late nineties, it was just straight-up hip-hop, pop, and club music. The whirlwind of music, lights, noise, and sex over the years had been a drain on her psyche. So much fun being had around her, and she couldn’t participate. Then add in the drug abuse these poor walls had seen, as well as the couple of ODs she had stood witness to.

She wasn’t the only ghost in these walls.

The last OD had closed the place down for good. Or so she had thought. After five years of the peace and tranquility she had wanted, Ciprian Svetski and Parker Thomas had walked in the front door and nearly gutted the place. Violet had done her best to piss off the contractor and his workers, making noises and pushing items, but had utterly failed. It took so much energy to manifest things in the real world, and she hadn’t done a great job of figuring out how to gain power from the living around her to pull it off.

As she watched the workers tear everything down to the bare walls, she had screamed silent shrieks. The only place she had called home for the last seventy years was being demolished. And then she had been surprised to see what was rebuilt inside. It looked hauntingly like the burlesque club she had loved and had loved her back. Of course, it wasn’t perfect—they had taken a little creative license on the spots they weren’t sure about, or areas that just needed an upgrade—but it was so close. Close enough that it had nearly brought a tear to her eye.

Well, that is if she could actually manifest tears.

Ciprian and Parker had done a really great thing with the club. She was grateful to them for recreating her home away from home. Following the men around the club, she had also realized they were intelligent and savvy businessmen. Not to mention the fact they were. And, oh, eye candy. Those two were the cat’s meow.

Adult Excerpt

Missy could have screamed at the loss of Parker’s hot mouth from her pussy, having been stopped twice already from pleasure throughout the night. But when Ciprian gathered her in his arms and began the ascent up the stairs to his bedroom, she could have sighed from his over-the-top masculine behavior.

Laying her out like a feast on his bed, Ciprian settled between her splayed legs, leaning in to feast on her swollen pussy. A few well-placed swipes along her folds, and she was in heaven again. Parker materialized, nude, at her side and began to kiss her, with more softness and passion than the bruising strokes Ciprian had made. She wasn’t complaining. Violet liked the difference in styles they both had. She had the best of both worlds in bed with her.

Ciprian inserted a long, thick finger into her pussy as he licked a hot trail along her slit, and pumped his finger within her, emulating the dance she hoped she would finally have tonight. Her body twisted, the need and desire swirling within her, tensing her muscles as it demanded more from them. Violet snaked a hand to the back of Parker’s head and pulled him to her breast, silently begging him for his touch.

As Ciprian sucked her clit between her teeth and pulled tightly, he added a second finger, heightening her pleasure. The elusive crest began to present itself, and she knew her orgasm was moments away. Their combined touches, coupled with the intense need she felt, threw her over the edge, and she cried out when her orgasm hit her.

Still reeling from one orgasm, the second built behind it quickly, and as Ciprian pressed a finger slowly into her ass, she exploded, the blood rushing through her ears deafening her. Sucking in air, she could barely breathe as she felt jostled around, ending up on Parker’s lap. His thick cock nestled inside the folds of her pussy, his hips undulating under her. Ciprian threw Parker a small packet, and she arched above him, tweaking her own nipples as she watched the rubber roll down and sheath his dick.

As soon as he was covered, she rose on her knees while Parker guided the bulbous head to her opening. Sitting down on a sigh, she moaned as she slid down his cock, the stretching pull of his shaft a delightful burn within her channel. His strong hands grasped her hips as she slowly took his full length, and he began to move below her. Parker’s thrusts rubbed her just the right way, the heat from his cock creating the wonderful friction she needed.

Violet suddenly realized Ciprian was not touching her, and she turned to find him. Stroking his hard cock in an enormous hand, he watched as she fucked Parker, a thin bead of cum trailing from the tip. His whole body was coiled power, the heavy veins along his muscles tight and protruding as he held himself back, getting pleasure from being the voyeur.

His eyes glowed by the light of the many candles lit inside the room, the flickering light casting shadows along the walls. Violet’s need grew as she locked his gaze with her own, the need to perform for him in a new way overpowering her. Lifting from Parker’s lap, she reversed, moving so she still straddled his hips, but could face Ciprian at the back of the room.

Violet raised her hands to her breasts, squeezing the weights, and then brought the nipples close to her mouth. Her tongue peeked out and swiped the hardened points as Parker picked up his rhythm, pounding into her cunt in a punishing beat. At that point, apparently Ciprian had had enough of being the observer and was ready to join them, sliding on a condom of his own before moving to the foot of the bed and closing the space between their bodies, his thick cock still in hand.

Ciprian captured her lips in a punishing kiss, as if he were disciplining her for taunting him with her little act. She welcomed it, and more. Lifting her from Parker, Ciprian twisted her back in place, facing forward again. Parker quickly pressed back inside her as she felt the sting of Ciprian’s cock pressing into her ass.

Violet felt her eyes roll back in her head at the intense blister of pain behind her as Ciprian stormed forward, passing the thick band of nerves with the thick head of his cock. Parker had stilled his motions, allowing her to relax into the tingling pleasure-pain Ciprian was driving within her. Tears stung the backs of her eyes, his rough handling pushing her to the limits of her lust, but she accepted the new line he drew in the sand, loving the painful bite of his lovemaking.

Ciprian truly was the hardness she needed to rage against, Parker the comfort she sought to equalize the equation. She looked down into Parker’s face, and he seemed to sense her struggle, lifting a hand to her cheek and comforting her. Turning in to his palm, she pressed a soft kiss into the rough, work-hewn flesh. He began to move within her again, surging inside as Ciprian pulled back.