[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
Chloe Morgan fled to King’s Bluff, Wyoming, to start a new life. With a past that haunts her, the shy schoolteacher must make a choice. She can hide away and protect her secrets or embrace the acceptance of the small community.
Noah King and Flynn Taylor have traveled the world as members of Australia’s elite SAS. They’ve earned scars, both inside and out. Now powerful influencers in King’s Bluff, a town founded by Noah’s ancestors, the men have made a haven from the ranch Noah inherited.
One look at Chloe convinces Noah and Flynn she’s worth pursuing. Introducing her to BDSM and the ménage lifestyle accepted by the town will be a hard sell. She’s scared, skittish, and refusing their advances.
As the two Doms fight to gain her trust, Chloe’s past crashes in on them, threatening their futures. When a man obsessed with her tracks down his prey, nobody could have imagined how high the stakes would go.
A Siren Erotic Romance
5 STARS: "The wonderful Chloe’s Double Draw is the first book by Fiona Archer. Two, hot ex-SAS military men (think Australian version of America’s Seals) and one sweet and sassy teacher take us on a lovely journey of finding true love and hot, sizzling sex. *Sigh* Did I mention the sexy, Australian accents… Oh my!! Noah King inherited a ranch in King’s Bluff, Wyoming. His best friend, Flynn Taylor, went with himto settle in the West. Together they are helping King’s Bluff grow. Their world is rocked when Chloe Morgan comes to town. They knew she was the one for them the moment they saw her. Soon, Chloe’s past catches up to her. Through honesty, trust and love will they find their way to happily ever after? The point of a story is to have conflict. No one likes when a heroine does what she’s told without a fight. Ms. Archer shows us that Chloe is intelligent and caring, but not a door mat. I love that she has a mind of her own. Even more, I love that Chloe’s behavior wasn’t full out bratty; it was very real. Noah and Flynn are these great guys with their own demons. In order to save Chloe and themselves, they must face those demons. Together the three flourish. I laughed. I sat on the edge of my seat. My heart broke at times. Quotes from a book don’t always stick with me. The exception was this book. I have five that I wrote down because they were so good. My favorite (you’ll have to read the story to know the full context but it’s still fantastic!), “Owww. That hurt, you freaking vegeminte-eating bastard!” *Dies laughing* I have been following Ms. Archer through social media for a while. She has a style and grace that makes me smile. It shows in her writing. I’m grateful to have experienced the world she created in King’s Bluff. I can’t wait to visit again. Chloe’s Double Draw is the first book in Ms. Archer’s King’s Bluff, WY series." -- Angeline De Luca, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
5 KISSES: "Fiona Archer kicks off her BDSM King’s Bluff, Wyoming series with a brilliant debut book in Chloe’s Double Draw. I loved how Ms. Archer wove into the fabric of her storyline just how King’s Bluff came to be and its current reputation for allowing people to be free in expressing their sexuality. Being a lover of the BDSM genre, who wouldn’t want to be part of a town dedicated to letting everyone celebrate their kinkiness? When Chloe decides to make the town her new home, she doesn’t realize the extent of sexual freedom that runs amok in the town at first but she quickly gets up to speed. Meeting Aussies Noah King and Flynn Taylor at a fundraiser throws Chloe for a loop as she’s taken aback by their frankness. Domination and submission intrigue Chloe, but given her past, she doesn’t feel she could ever be anyone’s submissive and rebuffs their advances. Noah and Flynn sense Chloe is a submissive at heart and desperately feel she’s the sub they have been waiting for. Wanting to make her theirs, this ex-special force pair is at a quandary to get her to realize they only have her best interests in mind. As Noah and Flynn work on a scheme to persuade Chloe she’s meant for them, fate intervenes when a frightened Chloe turns to them for protection. These two battle-scarred Doms are no fools reassuring Chloe they will protect her from a madman looking to possibly snuff out her life. Guarding her body by day and gentling her to the BDSM lifestyle, both men show Chloe they love and cherish her. In their arms, Chloe finds the courage to free herself from her awful past and glory in her submission in red-hot scenes making me furiously flip the pages in my e-reader. As I continued to read Chloe’s Double Draw, I couldn’t help but sigh and wonder where I could find such a town. Ms. Archer drew me into King’s Bluff from her first word making me long to swiftly return to this magical place for other stories filled with masterful Doms and the submissives that fulfill their lives." -- Victoria, TwoLips Reviews
4.5 STARS: "This is a debut novel? I’m shocked because this story is so good that I would have expected it to come from a well-established author. Ms Archer sets her story in a Wyoming town that has a unique blend of US and Australia which meshes together wonderfully. There are small town values and each person tries to not pass judgment on different lifestyles. Her characters come alive and are interesting. Though I had a few places where I felt a bump, nothing was big enough for me to lose my interest or to distract me from the story. The ménage with its BDSM elements was done well. The sex was hot and there was just the right amount. And, best of all, there were enough secondary characters introduced that there is sure to be more visits to King’s Bluff, WY! Dang, it doesn’t get better than sexy guys, hot sex and good intrigue. This is definitely one awesome debut novel that leaves readers wanting more." -- Terri, Night Owl Reviews
4.5 KINKS: "From the first page, I was hooked. Two very hot Aussie Doms (that happen to be tough ex-SAS), one very independent sub in denial and in hiding, a very bad guy and some great friends and, presto, you have a great story. I laughed, I blushed, I swooned, I loved it. Noah, Flynn and Chloe compliment each other perfectly in their interactions. The play scenes between the characters, whether it was all three or just two of them were hot, hot, hot! Watching them struggle with past events and how this shapes and develops during their relationship with each other really pulled me in, not feeling like I was reading a fictional story but reading about friends. I certainly didn’t expect the “bad guy” ending so it was a great surprise and I enjoyed the plot twists that kept me on my toes. Chloe’s Double Draw hints to several more characters that may have a story to tell in their future! I cannot wait to see what more this author has to “say” about the good people of King’s Bluff. This is one that I will read numerous times and will be recommending to friends for a fun read! I like that there was a plot and story to go along with the sex scenes that had my pulse racing and a blush in my cheeks!" -- Carolyn, Kinky Book Reviews
4 STARS: "CHLOE'S DOUBLE DRAW is the story of one woman's attempt to find and hold on to love in the middle of secrets, murder, distrust, and obsession. Chloe has fled the city for small town King's Bluff, Wyoming in hopes of hiding from her obsessive stepbrother, Trent. Chloe is determined to start a quiet and solitude new life far away from the lies and secrets between her and Trent. When local boys Noah and Flynn discover the town's newcomer, they destroy all of her plans for quiet and solitude. Noah and Flynn pursue Chloe in hopes of convincing her that being in a relationship with the two of them will not only be accepted in King's Bluff, but will also be a good time! This story was great from beginning to end. There was love and romance, lies and secrets, surprising plot twists, and a happily-ever-after. The town of King's Bluff is unusually accepting of diverse relationships—same sex couples, multiple partner relationships—which made the characters and story that much more enjoyable for me. As opposed to most ménage love stories, this one did not dedicate huge plot points to the social acceptance of the relationship. This allowed the author more freedom to focus on all of the other strong emotions being experienced by these characters. Chloe's past makes her leery of love and trust so it is difficult for her to agree to dating Flynn and Noah. When she can no longer deny her deep feelings for the two of them, her secrets put her and her men in danger. Now Chloe is faced with the difficult decision of being honest and accepting help or trying to run from her past once again." -- Lynn, The Romance Reviews
Hang on. Had she missed something? She glanced at the meals in front of Noah and Flynn.
“You have your orders already?” She studied two plates piled high with eggs, bacon, sausage, grilled tomato, and toast.
Ryan’s soft chuckle snagged her attention. He slid the paper further away from Chloe, making way for a small jar with no label, its contents nearly black in color. “Guys, if I didn’t have a kitchen to run, I’d stay around to watch how this turns out. I reckon Chloe might give you a run for your money.” With that, he turned, leaving his two friends to face her on their own.
Noah sprinkled pepper over his eggs, his moves unhurried. “Ryan knows our usual order. And before you ask how he guessed we’d be stopping by, we’d arranged for him to ring us when you came in this morning.”
“You planned this?” Shock and, if she was honest, excitement filled her, warring with her constant need for distance.
“Right.” Noah scooped some egg onto his fork, then lifted his gaze to hers. “We’re a couple of stubborn bastards, Chloe. Best you know that from the start.”
“We plan to wear down your resistance one way or another.” Flynn nodded before taking a bite of his bacon.
“Well, in the interests of full disclosure, maybe you can tell me how many people in town you’re going to involve in whatever scheme you’ve devised to get me on a date.”
Noah lowered his knife and fork and captured her left hand in both of his. He turned her hand over, exposing the soft cushion of her palm. His finger circled her sensitive flesh. His touch was firm. He wanted her to feel his strength. Somehow, she found that reassuring even as her pulse went all giddyup.
Flynn traced a finger up her other arm, burning a trail through her sweater. A two-pronged attack. Do. Not. Squirm. What was wrong with her? She should snatch her hand away. Tell them to get lost. Guilt knotted her stomach. She lowered her gaze to her plate.
“Chloe, look at me.”
Noah’s forceful decree sent another rush of moisture straight to her panties. For a second she closed her eyes. She could handle this. They were just two men, not superhuman. She lifted her chin and met his gaze.
“Let’s clarify a couple of things. We don’t have a scheme to date you. We have an absolute commitment to make you our woman.” He ignored her sharp intake of breath. “As for tactics, we’ll use whatever’s necessary, barring anything that would cause you actual physical or mental harm, to achieve our goal. That includes asking a friend to ring us when you’re in his diner for your regular Saturday morning breakfast. You should know we have a lot of friends in this town and we’re not above calling in favors.”
Flynn sipped his coffee and leaned back against the booth. “Luv, I’m guessing you don’t know the motto of the Special Air Services Regiment. It’s ‘Who Dares Wins.’ Never underestimate the thrill of the chase. You can run all over town, but eventually we’ll catch you.”
Chased by these men…these strong, lethal men. And, when they caught her? Her mind whirled with the possibilities. Flynn would hold her against his hard body, her desperate struggle no match for his overwhelming strength. She envisaged Noah walking toward her, his stride slow, deliberate. Wearing a crooked grin, he would run a length of rope through his hand. She would kick out at him, try to gain—
“Chloe?” Noah’s prompt dragged her back with a thud.
Heat scalded her face. She ducked her chin. Was it possible to die from embarrassment?
“Little one, whatever it is that’s got you blushing so pretty, I’d love for you to share it with us.” Noah chuckled when she lifted her head and scowled back at him.
“Not a chance in hell. You don’t need my help to stroke your egos.” She snatched her hand away from his grasp and started in on her rapidly cooling eggs and mushrooms.
“So you were thinking about us, and it made you blush? Well, that’s made my day.” Flynn’s cheeks creased in apparent satisfaction.
“What makes you think you’re both irresistible? You’re not the only men in town.” She lifted her chin a little bit higher.
Precious seconds later, her smirk faltered as Flynn’s gaze turned hard. “If any other man in King’s Bluff gives you cause to blush the way you did just now, he better start running. You on the other hand, will be over my knee as I turn your bottom a sweet shade of pink.”
“Listen, you Neanderthal throwback, who do you—”
Noah pressed two fingers against her lips. Her clit pulsed at the forceful action. She forgot to breathe. It was as if he’d flicked on a switch deep inside.
Gently, he turned her face to his and stroked her jaw with his thumb before dropping his hand back to the table.
“I think what Flynn’s trying to say is we’re both developing feelings toward you. We want to take care of you and keep you safe as we get to know you better,” Noah offered.
“There’s a big difference between protective and possessive, Noah. Either way, I’m an adult who’s managed to take care of herself for quite a few years. Thanks for the offer, but I’ll continue to run my life without your assistance.”
She counted the beats as Noah stared at her long and hard before answering. “Since I don’t want to argue with you, I’ll let that slip go. But rest assured, sweetheart, you’ll be encountering our assistance in the future.”
The burn in her nipple morphed into a sweet throb. Desire shot straight to her core. Her control was slipping away from her, melting in a puddle at their feet. If she gave in now, she’d never be able to walk away.
“No, I can’t. I won’t—Oh. My. God. What’s that?” Pain gripped her other nipple. She looked down. Flynn kneeled in front of her, adjusting something—tweezer-like things with rubber ends—on her nipple. She rocked forward. A tiny bell, hanging from the clamp, tinkled.
Helpless, she watched Flynn lift a second clamp, connected by a chain to the first, to her other nipple, still caught between Noah’s finger and thumb.
“Nooo.” This was so foreign and delicious.
“Breathe and settle. Center you thoughts on your nipple. It’s not hurting anymore, is it? Burning, yes, but not hurting.” Noah’s free hand sank between her wet folds. He pressed against her clit just enough to drive her higher while denying her release.
Again, she let her head fall back against his chest, her eyes closing. He thrust two fingers deep inside her core the moment the sharp bite of the clamp bit down on her remaining nipple. She opened her mouth. No sound escaped.
Never, she’d never felt anything…It had hurt before, but now it went beyond a burn. It was more than she’d ever imagined.
Inside her warmth, Noah swiped his finger in a circle, grazing her sensitive spot. Yes. Right there.
A warm lick caressed her nipple. She jolted. Tinkling sounds filled the air. Their light pings contrasted to the heavy thud of her heart.
“How does it feel, sweetness, having your nipples clamped?” Flynn’s voice drifted over her as he skimmed the back of his fingers over her breasts.
She battled to center her thoughts. “It feels amazing, too much.”
“Poor baby. We’re just warming up.”
She opened her eyes in time to catch Flynn lift the thin sliver of chain connecting the clamps and give it a gentle tug.
An avalanche of sensation sparked from her nipples and ran down straight to her pussy. “I…oh, oh, I can’t—”
Noah lowered his head until his warm breath caressed her ear. “You don’t have permission to speak.” His teeth nipped her lobe.
She moaned at the sharp sting. How could she crave this kind of pain?
Flynn wrapped his hand in her hair and tugged, dragging her gaze up to his. “Do we need to gag you?”
Oh, hell! Her pussy clamped like a vise around Noah’s fingers.
“Flynn, she’s gripping me hard.” He used his head to press hers further into his shoulder as he licked a line up the side of her neck. “Your need for domination goes far deeper than you’ve confessed, doesn’t it, little one? You need to be taken, sometimes rough and hard. You want to scream and struggle and know that no matter what you say or do, you can’t get free.”
At Flynn’s cool gaze, she pressed her lips together. No, they wouldn’t let her speak. Not now, when she teetered on the edge of full capitulation. His denial jacked up her need, becoming even more frantic when Noah withdrew his fingers from her pussy.
Flynn kneeled between her legs. “She’s just confirming what we knew all along. It’s true, isn’t it, Chloe? You love it when you’re taken in hand.” His fingers spread her lips wide. She tensed as his breath fanned over her wetness. Fire raced through her as he licked the tip of her clit. “Weak men don’t attract you.”
“You want them strong, determined.”
“Prepared to wrestle you from your own fears.”
“Take you down, show you who’s in command.”
His mouth closed over her clit, sucking hard. A starburst of pleasure exploded from her clit. She came with such force that her heels knocked against the chest as her legs jerked with each wicked lick and suck from Flynn.
He showed no mercy, his tongue flicking over her swollen bundle of nerves as another orgasm, so quick after the first, shattered what remained of her composure and left her breathless.
“Nothing can hold us back now. Feel how your body reacts to our words. You’re on fire, luv.” Noah’s lips trailed kisses down the side of her face and neck.
They’d left her with nowhere to hide, utterly defenseless. Her hands curled into fists. She crumpled back against Noah. Her eyes widened. Something hard, very hard, was within her reach. A smile pulled at her mouth. She ran a knuckle over the bulge. Maybe she wasn’t so defenseless after all.
“Don’t you dare,” Noah warned.
Hot ribbons of excitement raced along her body. No way was she stopping now.
She rubbed her fist against the denim covering his erection. Noah’s sharp hiss drove her on, her strokes longer and harder. Could she make her hard-ass warrior come in his pants?
Too late, she saw Noah’s hand reach for the chain connecting her clamps.
She squished her eyes closed and panted against the clamp’s spicy bite. “Oh. Oh, Sir.” Breathe.
Noah finally released the chain, letting it thud against her hot skin.
Flynn’s next words had her eyes popping open. “Obviously, we’ve been too gentle.”
“Aaaahh.” She cried out as Flynn slapped her pussy. Tiny waves of bliss rolled outward from her clit, not enough to allow orgasm.
“Silence,” Noah ordered.
Ready to beg, she clamped her jaw tight.
Flynn lifted up a black velvet pouch and pulled out a butt plug, held it up for her to see.
So big. Her back passage clenched in anticipation.
“See this? It’s nearly as big as me. We’re going to get you nice and stretched. Then I’m going to fuck your arse.”
“Right after I slide into that hot, wet pussy,” Noah said.
They wanted to drive her insane. That had to be their plan.