[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]
Adelina Jennings has worked for Jett and Flynn Greyson for more than two years. She has lusted for them, and taken care of them even when they were drunk or had a night of pleasure with some one-night stand. She is at her wits' end, and when some woman tries to trick Flynn into bed to get pregnant and land a billionaire, she sets her in her place. With a bruised hand and a sickening feeling in her gut after tucking a drunk Flynn into bed, Adelina decides that it's time to move on. She needs to get these men out of her head, because they don't want her in that way.
When she meets Mr. Right, it takes some serious threats and a bit of pain for her to realize that he is actually Mr. Wrong.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Dixie Lynn Dwyer is a Siren-exclusive author.
“Damn it!” Flynn yelled and then slammed his hand down on the desk.
Jett walked closer.
“What the hell just went down in here? Adelina has never lied to us, gone off like that, or even hesitated in answering our questions.” Jett knew exactly why, and it pissed him off that he couldn’t react the way he wanted to. Like a true Dom, a man in charge of his woman would do. But Adelina wasn’t his and Flynn’s. But she wanted to be, and they both probably ruined any chances of having her in their bed.
“She wants us. She’s attracted to both if us. And if I didn’t just make her leave, and push her away, then I would have kissed her, ripped that fucking dress from her body, and carried her to the bedroom. Fuck!”
Flynn yelled out again, and then he moved from the desk, with his hands on his hips and his temper flaring.
“What are we going to do? Her image of us is pretty clear.”
“Yeah, we like to fuck any woman who throws herself at us.”
“That’s you Flynn, not me. I’m more particular.”
“You haven’t had sex in months.”
“Thanks for pointing that out. For you it’s been what?” Jett glanced at his Rolex. “Forty-eight hours? Holy shit. That’s a fucking record.”
“Why the hell are you giving me shit about my sex life?”
“Cause you’re getting tired of the same shit, too. Stop pretending that you don’t like Adelina. I see the way you watch her.”
“What?” Flynn shot a look at Jett.
“Every time some guy flirts with her, or one of our friends asks about her, you get that look in your eyes.”
“What look? The same fucking look you get, too?” Flynn countered, and Jett opened his mouth to reply and then shut it quickly.
“It doesn’t matter. We’re not right for her. It would never work.”
“Because we’re too closed hearted? Our fucking trust issues have always stood in the way of any meaningful relationships.”
“We have our friends.”
“That’s different and you know it, Flynn. Adelina saved your ass big-time. You would be in a serious situation right now, if it weren’t for her.”
“No, I wouldn’t.”
“Come on man. I saw you this morning. You looked like shit, and you said you didn’t remember much.”
“I remembered enough. For the record, I’ve never gotten so drunk that I didn’t know where I was, what I was doing, or who I was doing.”
“You are really one narcissistic bastard. Who the fuck are you kidding?”
Flynn looked up and held his brother’s gaze. Jett knew that look. His brother wasn’t lying. Had he been lying about not remembering? Had he known all along what happened?
“That’s fucked up.” Jett raised his voice. Now even he was pissed off at Flynn.
Flynn raised his hands up, palms forward.
“Wait. Just hear me out. I’m not saying that I wasn’t drunk. I know that I was. What I’m saying is that I wasn’t so drunk that I would do something stupid. I knew that Tess said something to upset Adelina, but the next thing I know, Murph is walking me toward the elevator and then Adelina reappeared.”
He moved closer to the desk. Jett watched him pick up the small ceramic bat, with the bulging white eyeballs that moved when you touched the bat. Adelina had placed it on their desk. It was after a bat somehow got into the club and scared the hell out of the staff before the doors opened one night. Flynn wasn’t too keen on having the creepy critter around and called an expert in to catch the thing. But somehow it wound up in the bedroom one night while Flynn was sleeping and the bat flapped around the room, freaking Flynn out. The following day, after the expert caught the bat, Adelina had placed the goofy ceramic one on his desk. It made them both laugh.
“I knew she was taking care of me.”
“What?” Jett asked him whispering.
He looked up at his brother, while he still held the ceramic bat.
“I knew she was there, Jett. I knew she would take care of me, and be sure that I went to bed alone. But I didn’t want to be alone. I wanted her. The moment I pressed my lips to her neck and held her in my arms at the bar, I knew I was taking advantage of the situation. I didn’t fucking care. She smelled so good, and she felt amazing.”
Jett inhaled and then exhaled. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Flynn placed the bat back onto the desk.
“I didn’t want to admit that I took advantage of the situation, just to feel her that close to me. But just now, while she stood here and told me off, and explained what Tess had planned, so many things ran through my head. They still are now.”
“Like what?” Jett asked him.
He locked gazes with Jett.
“Like how badly I want to feel her again. How delicious her lips would taste, how fucking sexy and resistant she would be if we drew out her submissive side.”
“Yes. Oh God, yes, I want you both.” The moment Flynn’s tongue pressed between her wet folds she moaned in pleasure. Jett nipped her nipple and then moved his lips across her skin until he got to her mouth. He kissed her deeply and she reached for him. She ran her fingers through his hair and then moaned as Flynn alternated fingers and tongue to her cunt.
“I need to be inside of you,” Jett said, pulling from her mouth and standing. She reached for him, her arms suddenly empty, but knowing he was undressing and that he was going to make love to her made her heart soar.
Flynn pumped his fingers harder. She was sopping wet. He stroked his pointer down her slit to her back entrance. When he pressed the digit through her tight rings, she screamed and gripped his shoulder.
Her leg was now over one of his shoulders, spreading her wide for easy access. She couldn’t stop his ministrations.
“You’re so fucking tight. We’re both going to take you together, baby. Are you on the Pill?”
“Yes. Oh God, wait, I never did that before.”
“Had sex?” Jett asked.
She turned to him, the sight of his long, thick cock tapping high against his belly made her shudder in fear and anticipation. He was huge.
“No. Yes, I mean I’ve had sex before just not back there.”
Both men chuckled.
“A virgin ass. I love it,” Flynn said and pumped both fingers into both holes together.
“She’s really wet, huh, Flynn?” Jett asked.
“She sure is. Get under her. I’ll make sure she’s ready.” Flynn leaned down and licked across her cunt where his fingers disappeared inside of her.
As he pulled out and then stroked back into her, he licked her cream. She shook with tiny orgasms.
“Oh yeah, she’s beautiful. Perfect,” Jett said.
In a flash Jett was lying on the bed with his legs over the edge. He held his cock in his hands and stroked it as he locked gazes with her. Flynn maneuvered her body and lifted her up to straddle Jett’s waist. She was eager to feel both men inside of her. She was so turned on she didn’t hesitate to take him into her. But as she eased her pussy down over Jett’s cock, he began stretching her, and it had been a long time since she had sex. Her last lover wasn’t remotely as big as Jett.
“Easy, baby. Let me help you,” Jett said. He slowly pumped upward as she pressed downward. Her lips parted, she closed her eyes and moaned. Then she felt the cool liquid against her puckered hole. She tightened up.
“Just relax and let us take care of everything. I’m just as big as Jett, and don’t want to tear you apart. We’re taking care of you now, always,” Flynn whispered and then kissed her shoulder and her neck. The tiny chills that ran over her flesh caused her pussy to leak more cum and lubricate the passage for Jett’s cock. He eased a little deeper into her. Her nipples hardened and she grabbed onto the moment, held it in her mind and locked it away as a wonderful perfect memory. This first time making love to them would always be remembered. Her hunger for them grew stronger.
“That’s it, baby. You like the dirty talk?” Jett asked.
“Oh God.” She moaned.
“Open your eyes. Look at me,” Jett commanded and she did what he said immediately. He held her gaze.
“My cock is meant for this pussy. You’re so sweet, and wet. Wait until you feel Flynn’s long, thick hard cock pumping into your ass. No one has ever done that to you but we will. This pussy, these tits, and that ass are ours now, woman. You fucking got that?”
“Oh God, Jett.” She moaned and screamed her first release, just as Flynn pressed fingers to her ass. He thrust them in and out. At first it burned but then her pussy seemed like it swelled, and a need emerged deep within her body. She thrust backward as she thrust downward.
“Urgh.” Jett growled as she took him fully up into her cunt. She felt so full, so aroused. He reached up and grabbed her hair. He pulled her down for a deep kiss as he pumped his hips up hard and fast. She tried to counterthrust, suddenly feeling wild with desire.
Flynn continued to thrust his fingers into her ass. He was spreading them, adding cool liquid as his lips kissed her tender flesh. The feel of them against her bruised spine brought chills and excitement through her body.
Then he squeezed her ass cheek and nipped at the flesh, lubricating her pussy so Jett could pump deeper.
“I love the way you both feel touching me. I never thought it would be like this,” she stated, feeling the tears reach her eyes and an overwhelming sense of safety and completion begin to surround her soul.