[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]
When Hannah Engels takes the place of Porter Jones and Edward Stafford’s intended wife, she expects a little resentment at first, but for how long? Can the men eventually forgive her and give their family a chance on the new planet of Alpha, or will her deceit ruin their chance at love?
Porter is willing to give the lady a chance, but Edward’s past might get in the way of things. The three of them circle each other warily while trying to adjust to the new planet they have traveled to with all of its hidden dangers.
They are all shocked to learn that the planet seems to be altering their cells, making their children become more than human. When Hannah immediately ends up pregnant, Edward is suspicious, hurting Hannah with his accusation. It’s up to Porter to mend their broken fences and Hannah to give her stolen men another chance.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Marla Monroe is a Siren-exclusive author.
More From The Men of Space Station One
Hannah peered up at the two men staring down at her. She wasn’t sure what they were going to do now that they knew they’d been tricked. Fear tightened her throat to the point that she could barely draw a breath in, much less let it out. Her lungs burned with the effort.
“What the hell do you mean she sent you instead?” the one named Edward asked in a deceptively quiet voice.
“S–she changed her m–mind about going. She m–made me come in her place. She sent this for you.” Hannah pulled the envelope from her pack. Edward snatched it from her hand.
She looked up at the other man standing in front of her. His handsome features remained unchanged as if he hadn’t just been told that the woman he’d married had skipped out on him. His stoic silence scared her even more than Edward’s obvious anger.
“Why?” he finally asked, when Edward turned and stalked off a few feet to read the letter.
“She had a boyfriend and didn’t want to leave him. He wasn’t eligible because he had a record.” Hannah looked down at her tightly clasped hands, trying to make them relax to no avail.
“No. Why did you come instead? Why didn’t you just say no?” he asked.
She knew his name was Porter. He was large like a porterhouse steak but without the fat. He had broad shoulders and a chest as big as a mountain. His weather chiseled face looked as if it had been carved from stone. If it wasn’t for his amazing green eyes and all that thick wavy brown hair, she’d have thought he was statue come to life. The hair and piercing eyes gave him just a breath of humanity though, giving her hope that he wouldn’t strangle her for her part in the mess.
“When they started rounding up all the women who didn’t have Shear’s Disease to go underground, my younger sister tested positive for the disease even though she was only twelve. They were taking me, but they wouldn’t take her even though it would have left her all alone. Our parents had died a month before in a fire from the first wave of riots. We had no family close by. I couldn’t leave her by herself,” she said, praying he would understand.
“What does that have to do with why you’re here?” he asked.
“I paid Gladys’s brother to forge her health papers, so I could take her with me. It took them a few days to get to us after we had our physicals. Her brother hacked into the computer and changed the test result to read negative and gave us copies.”
“And Gladys threatened to have your sister retested by telling them what you’d done if you didn’t take her place,” Porter finished for her.
“Yes. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what to do. It was all so fast. All I got to do was pack the one bag and say goodbye to my sister.” Tears spilled from Hannah’s eyes despite her resolve not to cry. Men hated tears.
“How old is your sister now? Hell, for that matter, how old are you?” Edward demanded.
“I–I’m twenty-five. Cathy is sixteen now. I had another sister who would have been nineteen, but she was killed in the fire, too.” Hannah didn’t know why she’d added that last part. Maybe because she felt like Jeni should matter, too, despite being gone.
“What is going to happen to your sister with you gone?” Porter asked, walking back toward them as he shoved the folded envelope into his pocket.
She swallowed. “We made friends with a few other women there who will watch out for her with me gone. I–I was hoping she might get chosen to come here one day, but if they test her again before they marry her to someone, well, she wouldn’t get to go and they might kick her out of the bunkers. I guess I’ll never know what happened to her now.”
“Hell, Porter. It’s getting late. We need to grab our things and go. They warned us not to travel at night.” Edward picked up her bag along with one of his and strode in the direction of the transport that had been assigned to them.
Porter grabbed one of the large cases in their pile and followed the other man. Hannah didn’t know what to do, so she picked up one of the heavy cases and struggled to carry it to where they were loading the vehicle. Porter looked up and saw her walking in their direction with the case in her arms and cursed before nearly running to meet her.
“Don’t pick anything else up. You’ll hurt yourself. We’ll handle the loading and unloading. You just wait till we finish and we’ll get you strapped in.” He carried the case she’d nearly broken her back hauling as if it were a feather and not a ton of bricks.
Were they going to let her stay with them? Did they really have much of a choice? She was all they had.
Porter released his hold on Hannah’s nipples as she slowly collapsed against him. He couldn’t stop the pleased smile that took over his mouth. They’d given her a damn good orgasm. He hoped it was more than she’d ever felt before. Keeping her happy was important since she had such a difficult road ahead of her.
Besides taking care of two men and keeping them sexually satisfied, she had the house and a garden to tend to and then there would be children eventually. Cam and Phillip had told them that they now made sure that at least one man was always close in case of problems among their group of farmers and when their wife got to be rather far along in pregnancy, one of them would always be with her in case she had trouble. It made him feel a little better but not a lot.
“I’ve got to get inside of you, Hannah. I’m so fucking hard I’m going to blow as soon as I do though,” Edward said, jostling Porter back from his thoughts.
“Hannah. I want you to suck my cock, baby girl. Can you do that for me?” he asked.
God, if she didn’t want to suck him off, he’d die of need before he could get inside of her. She’d need to rest before she would be able to take another fucking.
Instead of answering him, their woman opened her mouth, her sweet hazel eyes smiling up at him. Peace settled over him as he scrambled out of his pajama bottoms to kneel on the bed next to her head. With one hand on the headboard, he guided his throbbing shaft to her plump kissable lips. Her pink tongue reached out and licked over the crown sending tingles all down the shaft of his dick. Then she licked at the slit at the top as if trying to get more of the liquid that had leaked out.
“Hell, baby girl. That feels too good. Suck my dick, Hannah,” he rasped out, resisting the urge to pull her hair until she took him into her hot mouth.
She moaned around him when she took just his cockhead into her wet mouth. The vibrations shot straight to his aching balls, making him lunge forward slightly, sinking another good inch between her lips. She didn’t gag or pull back at the sudden intrusion. Instead, she tightened her lips around him and sucked hard on his thick rod.
He pried his eyes open to see Edward sinking balls deep into their woman’s pussy. The other man looked as if he was in heaven with her wrapped around his cock. He opened his eyes and smiled at Porter. Then he pulled out until he was almost all the way out of her before plunging deep once more.
Hannah screamed around him, digging her fingers into one hip and one ass cheek. He nearly shot his load at the way her scream vibrated not only his dick but also his balls. She reached between his legs with the hand that had been on his hip and fondled his balls. The feel of her hands on his nuts had him groaning. She squeezed them gently then plucked on the skin between them.
“Yeah, just like that.” Porter had to grit his teeth not to dig his fingers into her scalp, but it didn’t stop him from threading them through her hair.
She scraped her teeth lightly down his shaft as she carefully scratched her nails over his balls. The more she took of him, the harder it got to hold back. She was testing his restraint to the max. The way her tongue wound around his cock as she took him to the back of her throat had him aching to release, but he didn’t want to come so soon. He felt like a teenager who hadn’t learned how to control himself with a woman. Every move of her mouth over his shaft had him fighting the need to release.
“Aw, hell your mouth is so damn hot,” he managed to croak out.
“Fuck, she’s tight! I’m not going to last near long enough,” Edward ground out as he fucked her.
Porter groaned when she suddenly swallowed around him. The feel of her throat muscles contracting down around his dick had his balls drawing up, his cum boiling to release. If she kept doing that he wouldn’t last.
He tried to distract her by massaging her scalp with his fingers without pulling on her hair. He wanted to fuck her mouth, but was scared he would frighten her or choke her. He had no idea how much experience she’d had giving head, but at that moment, it felt as if she was an expert.
Her moans vibrated against his dick as she sucked on just the crown, running the tip of her tongue all along the slit in it. Porter growled at the intense pleasure she was giving him.
Every stroke of her mouth down his shaft felt like pure heaven.