[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, sex toys, HEA]
After almost being beaten to death, Olivia Prescott is recovering in Fate Harbor. There she meets firefighter Joshua Parker, who was everything she wants in a man, and she begins to fall in love. Later, his best friend and fellow firefighter, Ian Ransom, returns, and she recognizes a long lost piece of her soul.
Rather than coming between the two friends, she flees back to Boston. When Joshua and Ian find out that Olivia’s life is in danger, they realize that their friendship and Olivia mean more to them than any sense of betrayal. They recognize that to keep her they must learn to share her. Their background in law enforcement allows Joshua and Ian to protect Olivia while helping to discover who is behind the attempts on her life. While finding out who is behind the plot to kill Olivia, can they convince Olivia that the three of them are meant to be together and make a life in Fate Harbor?
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Kitten, are you okay?” It was the way he had thought of her, with her back arched hissing at Chance when he had first seen her.
“My ribs are still a little tender,” she admitted as she gazed up at him with darkened eyes. “I didn’t want to stop, Joshua.” She shifted her bottom in his lap so that she was nestled against his denim-covered erection. “I liked kissing you, being close to you.”
Joshua cleared his throat. “We still have wine and dessert,” he reminded her.
“I know what I want for dessert.” She purred. Yep, definitely a kitten.
“Olivia Ann, first dessert! Then, we’ll have a serious conversation, then maybe we can discuss further activities.”
“Don’t you have condoms?” she asked.
“Dessert!” he maintained. “I need my burnt marshmallow craving taken care of before I can think of my other cravings. You do know how to make a s’more, don’t you?”
“I’ve roasted marshmallows, but I’ve never had a s’more,” she admitted.
“Ahhh, you weren’t a camper. Here I thought you had a perfect pedigree. Allow me to broaden your horizons.” Joshua insisted upon keeping her in his lap as they roasted marshmallows and made a mess of gooey chocolate on graham crackers.
“Oh, my God, this tastes wonderful,” Olivia said around a mouthful of s’more, her eyes wide.
“Joshua Parker, the mind boggles at the idea of what other pleasures you might be able to introduce me to.” She looked up at him seductively.
She watched as he dutifully put out the fire, learning the proper way to perform the task. There were more steps than she would have thought. She then helped him pack up and shake the sand out of the blanket. She enjoyed the sensation of resting her head on his shoulder as they walked back to his house.
“So what is this serious conversation you wanted to have? I recently came out of the hospital with clean blood work, but I’m not on any birth control, at least not at the moment. What about you, have you been tested?” she asked.
“It’s been over a year since I’ve had sex, and I’ve been checked since then, so I’m clean,” he answered.
“A year, that seems like a long time for a firefighter. Don’t you have a fan base, groupies or some such thing?” Olivia asked with a wry smile.
Joshua gave a rueful chuckle and didn’t answer. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she said. “A friend of mine married a man who rode bulls in the rodeo, those groupies were called Buckle Bunnies. What are yours called?”
“Firehouse Floozies, but I’m not sure that’s really politically correct. I think they prefer to be called ladies.” As she continued to just look at him, he answered her question with one of his own. “Do you really have me categorized as a firefighter as opposed to a thirty-six-year-old man who might know the difference between taking a woman of substance into his bed as opposed to some woman who just wants to use him?”
“I’m sorry, Joshua,” Olivia said after a moment. She paused longer, thinking through her next words. “I think I wanted to believe this had less relevance for you…For us. I’m not going to be here long. My home is in Boston.” He reached out and pulled her in, their hips meeting, their breaths mingling. He looked her in the eye, gray meeting blue.
“I’m not asking for a commitment, Kitten. I’m asking for the pleasure of your company while you are here. In all honesty, I’m hopeful that eventually you will spend some of that time in my bed.” Olivia pressed herself against his erection, luxuriating in the feel of all that hardness waiting for her. It had been much longer for her than it had been for Joshua.
“I’m not saying no, Joshua. I want you right now.”
She pulled away from Joshua, stroking her fingers across his cheek, smiling down at him as she pushed back against Ian. Joshua smiled back, knowing exactly what Ian was doing.
“Please, Ian,” she begged.
“Yes, I promise,” he said.
“Now, please, I need you now,” she pleaded. Then she felt him and sighed, resting her head against the heat of Joshua’s chest. She relaxed the tight muscle of her ass, letting him in, enveloping him, and bringing him home.
“God, Livvy, you feel so good,” he croaked. Ever so slowly he pulled her up onto her knees, freeing Joshua’s cock from where it had been cushioned against the soft curve of her stomach. She reached down, stroking the velvety heat, needing two hands to surround him.
“Yes, baby, I love your touch,” Joshua said, a strained smile on his face.
Olivia had trouble speaking, the heat and power of Ian filling her, causing her to tremble, but he held still, so she gasped, “I love touching you, Joshua.”
“Guide me in. I need to be inside you.” Both men helped to position her so that Joshua’s cock was at the entrance of her vagina, and Olivia couldn’t stop the shudder that went through her body. She needed this. She needed to have them both inside her, at last. She started to push down, excitement coursing through her, the need. Then she was wincing at the strain on her compressed channel. Joshua, even though he was groaning in pleasure at being clenched so tightly, saw her discomfort, and immediately grabbed her hips and stilled her downward movement.
“Stop,” he commanded. “Stay still for a moment. Let yourself get used to the fullness.” Olivia sucked in a deep shuddering breath, and Ian leaned forward, his chest cradling her back, his hand reaching around to her mound, finding her engorged clit.
“Livvy, I’ve never felt something so soft, so puffy and wet,” he said, as he lightly touched that flange of flesh.
“You should see it, Ian. Her clit is so red and swollen, begging for your touch. Pinch it, she wants you to play.” Ian released the knot of nerves, and Olivia cried out in protest as he took his hand back to suck on his fingers. She could hear what he was doing, and she was so aroused, she pushed down on Joshua’s thick erection, needing more stimulation, needing more of her men. Ian brought his wet fingers back to her needy flesh and swirled around the bud, causing her to lift and then lower. She saw the strain on Joshua’s face, but she was unable to do anything about it because she knew that her face mirrored his. Up and down, until finally their pelvises met, and they both sighed in satisfaction.
Never, ever, had she felt closer to two human beings, so loved, so cherished, so needy, so out of her mind. They just waited, filling her, not moving. The strain on Joshua’s face had grown worse, not better, even though he was completely clasped inside her body. Then she felt that first small slide of Ian’s, causing a tumult within her, because only a thin piece of skin separated the two cocks, and she could feel them rubbing against her passage, against that sensitive, glowing place that lit her from within. When she looked at Joshua she saw that he felt it, too, that just as she felt that rub, he was just as transported.
Then Joshua pushed her up just a miniscule amount and pressed down into the mattress, causing his penis to rub against her insides, lighting her up, causing her to drop her head onto his chest and moan out her pleasure. And just like that, as if a starting gun had gone off, her men started a rhythm that had nothing to do with small and miniscule movements, rather there was plunging and pulling, rubbing and gliding, against her insides, pushing her higher, as they pushed themselves higher, taking them someplace they had never gone before. All three of them were groaning and moaning, soon shouting their pleasure.