[Siren Everlasting Polyromance: Erotic Cowboy Multiple Partner Romance, M/F/M, HEA]
Flint Rikward and Russell "Russ" Elden had not forgotten Angelina "Angie" Farris. Angie tried to put them out of her mind, until Flint is shot. When she contacts Russ about Flint’s condition, the wall surrounding her feelings crumbles. But they want marriage, and the memories of her previous engagement and what her ex-fiancé had said won’t go away.
When Flint and Russ discover someone might be after Angie, too, they find excuses to keep her close. Once they think the danger is over, they convince her to go with them to South Dakota.
She agrees but insists on living in the apartment her friend, Dana, had used. She'd work with Dana and get to know Russ and Flint better. However, her biggest obstacle is the threesome marriage. Her parents will never accept the marriage, and she is uncertain about it herself. That is until someone tries to kill Flint again, and they realize all the bad guys haven’t been caught.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Paige Cameron is a Siren-exclusive author.
Angelina Farris rushed from one exam room to the next. As one of two physician assistants in the office where she worked, she was kept busy every moment. They’d had three assistants, but one had moved away. Hopefully Dr. Sanders would find a replacement soon.
At lunch she walked to a nearby sandwich shop and ordered her favorite, a Reuben, a soda, and some chips. Then she found the table at the back and let the busy morning roll off her shoulders. Randy, one of the regular waiters, brought her meal.
“Thanks, that Reuben looks good. I don’t usually splurge on it, but today seemed the time to spoil myself.”
“I was surprised when you didn’t order your usual turkey sandwich. Enjoy.”
He sauntered off and went back around the counter. I have gotten into a rut. I work, eat turkey sandwiches for lunch, and go home to a frozen dinner and the television. I love my job, but the rest of my life sucks.
It didn’t when I was in South Dakota.
Stop. Don’t think about Russell Elden and Flint Rikward. I have to forget them. I need to find someone to date, but who? It’s not like I go out and socialize where I might meet a guy.
Her cell phone rang, interrupting her negative thoughts. It was Dana. Not exactly the person to help clear her head.
“Hi. How’s it going at work?” Dana asked.
“We’re short-staffed, so I’m being run off my feet. How about you?”
“I’m busy, but it’s a comfortable pace, not hectic. I love getting to know my patients better. But the reason I called is I’m coming to visit my parents outside of Atlanta. I hope we can get together while I’m in the vicinity. Can I stay a couple of nights with you?”
“That’d be great. When?”
“I’ll arrive at my parent’s home on Saturday. Can you get Monday and Tuesday off if I come to Atlanta those days?”
“I doubt it. We’re too busy.”
“Okay, I’ll call Mom and arrange to come see you on the weekend and them during the week.”
“Great. I’m not on call this weekend. We can gossip, shop, and eat. But what about Steel and Chayton?”
“They’re going to join me the next weekend. They can only get away those two days. I’ll fly to Atlanta on Friday afternoon, rent a car at the airport, and drive to your place.”
“I’m looking forward to seeing you. Call me when you’ve arrived.”
“Will do. Bye.”
Angie clicked her phone off. She savored her sandwich and the news that she’d see Dana soon. Dana, Steel, and Chayton had married five months ago. Every time Angie had spoken to Dana since then, she sounded extremely happy. A touch of jealousy tried to creep inside Angie.
I had my chance and chose differently than her. Get over it. She took her tray to the front, tossed the trash, and set the tray on the dirty pile. It was time to get back to work. Today was Wednesday. Two more work days and Dana would arrive.
Thursday was a long day. At six o’clock Angie walked to her car and sank into the leather seat. She looked forward to getting home.
Angie stopped at a local grocery store on her way. She’d buy ingredients for lasagna and bake it and a chocolate cake tonight. There hadn’t been anyone to cook for in a long time.
She carried her groceries to the car and drove two blocks, turned to the left, and then into her parking garage. When she glanced in the rearview mirror, she saw a gray car slowly drive by the entrance. The windows were dark. A chill ran down Angie’s back.
I’m being silly. It’s been over five months since those criminals who stalked Dana and me were caught or killed. She waited for the gate to close before getting out and hurrying to the elevator.
Once inside her apartment, she let out a deep sigh of relief. She walked directly to the kitchen to put the groceries down. She’d change clothes, and then cook. Angie turned on the television on her way to the bedroom. The condo’s silence unnerved her. After quickly changing into jeans and a T-shirt, she went in the kitchen and started making the lasagna. She could hear her favorite comedy, The Big Bang Theory, from the living room.
When she finished with the lasagna, she put it in the refrigerator. Then she mixed the cake and put it in the oven to bake. She’d started to make a salad when she heard his name. Angie ran into the living room and sank down on her small sofa.
“We have breaking news. Flint Rikward, the FBI agent injured five months ago during the take down of our well-known philanthropist, Addison Gregor, has been shot. He was taken to the General Hospital Emergency Room. It’s not clear how serious his injuries are, but Rikward did shoot his attacker and he died at the scene.”
The pretty reporter stood outside the hospital emergency room. She turned the program over to the main station.
The shock of the woman’s words had Angie’s heart pounding, and her throat tightened with fear. Had he been fatally wounded this time?
She smelled her cake and numbly walked to the kitchen. If she called the hospital they’d never give her any information. She wasn’t family. Russell Elden worked as a part-time Forensic artist for the FBI. He’d know, but she’d have to call him. She’d been trying to forget him and Flint. Calling him would be opening a door she’d rather not.
“I don’t know if I can ever feel safe,” she said in a choked voice.
“We’ll protect you, and as time goes by and you see nothing else happens, you’ll forget this nightmare.” Russ kissed her. “I have a suggestion of how to forget about tomorrow.”
“How?” she eyed him suspiciously.
“You know. We want to make love to you.”
Angie glanced at Flint and him. Then she bit the side of her lip.
Russ tipped her face up. “We won’t hurt you, and if you want us to stop, say so and we will. Do you agree?” She nodded her head, and Russ carried her down the hall to his room.
“I’ll lock the doors, put out the fire, and then join you,” Flint said.
Russ set her feet on the floor. He quickly removed her blouse and bra. His warm hands touching her breasts made her breath hitch and her pulse rate increase.
He pulled her into his embrace. “Don’t be nervous. Try to relax and enjoy us pleasuring you.”
“I’ll try.” She pulled his head down and kissed his firm lips. “I am curious and excited.”
“We’ll go slow and easy.” He knelt to unfasten her slacks and pull them and her panties down. He slipped her low-heeled shoes off.
Then he moved upward and kissed her pebbled nipples. “Are you cold?”
“Get in bed.” When she did, Russ pulled the cover over her. “You won’t need that once Flint and I join you.” He undressed quickly and joined Angie.
“See how cozy this is?” Russ pulled her naked body tight against his. His long, hard cock pulsated against her abdomen. He kissed her and rubbed down her back, then cupped her buttocks bringing them even closer.
“I see you two got started without me,” Flint said as he entered the room.
“I’m sure you’ll catch up,” Russ said.
Angie turned her head to watch Flint undress. Both of her men had beautiful, hunky bodies and her hunger for them grew more each time they were together. She didn’t know how she’d held out this long.
Flint got in the bed from the opposite side. He cuddled her body from behind. Russ kissed her mouth thoroughly while Flint nibbled at her neck, before he moved downward kissing her spine and massaging her buttocks.
Her juices flowed out of her pussy and her pussy pulsed with desire. Angie’s breath came in gasps as Russ turned his attention to her breasts. He kissed each one and held them gently while he licked and sucked on her very sensitive nipples.
Her body was on fire with a yearning passion she’d never experienced before. Flint was kissing the back of her legs and Russ had slipped his finger into her pussy. He rubbed across her G-spot and shameless, wanton feelings exploded inside her.
Flint backed away and Russ rolled her under him. He spread her legs and kissed her clit. Then he savored her juices all the way to her pussy opening.
Her body arched and she threw her head back. Flint straddled her upper body. She grasped his satin-smooth cock and licked the crown before taking him inside her mouth. She caressed his dick with her tongue, while Russ continued to incite a blazing fire of desire in her belly.
She licked and sucked on Flint’s cock until she heard his groan and tasted his salty essence.
“Oh, darlin’.” Flint moved and lay panting beside her.
Russ had jumped off the bed, got a condom from his dresser drawer, and rolled it on. He came back to Angie and positioned his cock at her opening. First, he bent and kissed her nipples. His teeth rubbed gently across the tips.
Her pussy clenched in and out several times and her arousal went sky high. “Take me. Fill me.”
He looked into her eyes as he plunged inside her pussy. “Damn, you’re so hot and soft.” Russ pulled her legs up on his shoulders and pounded in and out fast. He caressed her breast and his mere touch sent a shiver of pleasure cascading through her veins.
Flint rubbed her damp hair off her forehead and kissed her mouth. She let herself go fully. Her body undulated under their loving care, and her feelings of elation were on the edge between pleasure and pain.
When the wave of joy swept over her, she screamed.