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Siren Reborn (MMF)

Texas Sirens

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Heat Rating: SEXTREME
Word Count: 107,823
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[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, spanking, cropping, flogging, sex toys, HEA]

Cole Roberts and Mason Scott loved each other since childhood, but they needed something more to make them whole. A Dom and a switch, they searched for the right female submissive to settle down with, but a terrible accident tore them apart. Their perfect life shattered, they were each left angry and alone.

Kitten Taylor’s past is filled with heartache. She yearns to be part of a family with a Master to call her own. When Master Cole takes her in, she might have finally found the place she belongs. Even though something is missing, she is willing to compromise to have the life she always dreamed of, until Mason returns and shows her just how perfect a threesome can be.

When a killer puts the trio in their crosshairs, Cole and Mason will have to put aside the demons of their past in order to forge a future with the woman they love.

A Siren Erotic Romance


Sophie Oak is a Siren-exclusive author.

NOTE! Each book in the Texas Sirens series is complete with a happy ending for each respective romance. Any of the books in this series can be read in any order.

User Reviews
Kitten, Cole and Mason - what a hot threesome. Been waiting for ages for Kitten's book and this did not disappoint. This series is always a must read and a reread, for me. 5 big, beautiful siren stars...

- KazzaK

Wow. I think this may be the best Siren book in the series. So powerful and emotional! There was so much pain between the trio, for different reasons and it was beautiful to see them find themselve...

- feliciad

Professional Reviews

5 STARS: "This book is a strange combination of dark and light romance with some interesting characters and a satisfying story line. The three main protagonists have all suffered emotional and/or physical damage, and this past, along with some current issues threaten all of them. Cole Roberts and Mason Scott were long time lovers, wrapped up in a D/s relationship. They both knew they needed a woman to complete their relationship. But their last attempt at adding a woman to the relationship ended in disaster when she died in a car wreck and Cole blamed Mason, causing the two to split up. As a result, Mason has gone into a downward spiral, with a crappy job, substandard apartment and no one to care for him. Cole, on the other hand, has closed down from emotional attachments, even though he has taken on a new sub, Kitten. He cares for Kitten, but he’s not sure how to deal with her. Kitten herself had a very traumatic experience as a captive to a sadistic dom. She is working to overcome the damage, and is stronger than anyone thinks. When she finds out Mason was in a car crash, she decides to learn more about her Dom by bringing Mason home from the hospital for care. Mason is drawn to Kitten immediately, and the spark between him and Cole is fanned into flames almost as quickly. As the three embark on a tentative relationship, dark forces threaten their way life and even their lives. Can they overcome treachery, deceit, and their own pasts to create a family together? Although I wanted to kick Cole throughout most of the book, he redeemed himself at the end, opening up to provide his subs, his family, what they need. Mason is a charmer, a gorgeous guy who loves with all his heart and has to struggle to overcome the devastation caused by Cole turning his back on him. Kitten, who suffered from a dysfunctional family even before her captivity, has to learn to face the world again. Brave and smarter than she portrays, and willing to explore her own sexuality, she is a delight! The darkness of the beginning of the book is relieved by the advent of a group from Bliss, and the trademark humor of the author shines through. Expect some bondage, flogging, clamps and other BDSM elements, m/m interaction, double penetration, and anal play. Overall, another intriguing read by a very talented author." -- Shadow, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews

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Though his elegant office was kept at a perfectly cool temperature, Cole had started to sweat. It was stupid, but he was nervous.

“So to what do I owe this pleasure, Julian?” Cole asked as he offered a chair to his old friend.

And tried to settle the worry gnawing at his gut because he had a suspicion why Julian had decided to show up in the middle of the afternoon on a Thursday. If it was about business, he would have called or sent an e-mail. So this must be personal and if it was personal, then there was only one way in which Cole intersected with Lodge’s family.

“I’m here about Kitten.” Lodge let the statement drop, a rock he’d just dumped in between them. There was a politely blank look on Julian’s face that told Cole he was serious.

But then when wasn’t Julian? He was practically the grim reaper and Cole was suddenly worried Julian had come to end something important to him.

And that pissed him the hell off.

Still, he held on to his temper. It wasn’t the time to play the possessive caveman. Not with the man who could very likely take away the possession he wanted to keep. Kitten’s primary loyalty was likely still to the people she considered family. He had to view Julian as damn near a potential father-in-law, though Cole doubted he would appreciate the comparison. “We had a nice time at dinner the other night.”

It was best to put on a brave front. He was in charge of Kitten Taylor and he didn’t want that to change. Not when he was almost certain he was falling in love with the woman.

The trouble was, he couldn’t seem to reach her. She’d been living in his home for almost a month and he wasn’t any closer to real intimacy with her. He’d taken everything slow. Even after they’d signed a contract, he’d done his version of courting her. He’d allowed her to stay in Julian’s home for a while. He’d called and spent time talking to her. He’d walked the dungeons with her. He’d escorted her to a wedding. He’d thought things would move more quickly once he’d actually moved her in.

He needed more time.

“Leo feels she’s losing hard-earned ground,” Julian stated flatly. His thousand dollar shoes tapped against the floor as he enumerated his points. “She slipped into third-person speech twice the night you brought her over to the penthouse. She’s obviously lost weight. And you haven’t brought her to The Club once. I don’t know that I like that.”

“Do you want to complain about the collar I bought her?” He seemed to be complaining about everything else. Why not bitch about Kitten’s collar, too? It was Cartier and stunning. If Julian complained about it, Cole might punch him in the face.

And as Julian was the closest thing his submissive had to a father, that would go over so well for him.

The possessiveness he felt was something new and he rather liked it. It had been so long since he’d wanted someone to belong to him.

“No,” Julian replied, his expression never changing once. “Her collar is perfectly satisfactory.”

Her collar had cost him ten grand. He’d meant it as a promise of the future, one he hoped to have with her. “You have to give me time, Julian. What happened to Kitten can’t be erased in a month.”

Now the club owner’s mouth tightened, his eyes narrowing slightly. “It’s been years.”

Sympathy crept up on Cole. In the end, Julian was simply watching out for a woman he viewed as family. And Cole understood. As a Dom, Julian wanted to be able to do something. To command the problem to go away. Life wasn’t as simple as it was in the dungeon. “And it will likely never really go away. She was kidnapped, raped, and molded into something she wasn’t before. She has to figure out who she is now and that’s a difficult process.”

Julian finally sighed and sat back in his chair, his left ankle resting on his right knee. “I hoped she would be better when I found her a proper Dom.”

At least Julian still considered him “proper.” “We’re working on her problems, but you know I move cautiously.”

Patience was required to forge a good relationship.

Except sometimes a wildfire took over. Sometimes passion couldn’t be contained. Like Mason. Images rushed through his brain. Their hands tearing at each other’s clothes. Mouths fusing into one. Arms and legs tangled.

But he had to be patient with Kitten. It wouldn’t hurt to remind himself that wildfires tended to burn a man. He was done with the wildfire portion of his life. Now he would plan out his future and that included using everything he knew to help Kitten find herself again.

“I understand, Cole. It’s one of the reasons I selected you,” Julian said finally. “I believed you could truly be patient with her. You have a reputation for working with difficult subs. I just find myself worried about her now that she isn’t under my roof. She’s important to Finn, you see.”

Liar. She was important to Julian, though he would likely never really admit it. Julian liked to play the stoic, cold bastard, but Cole had watched him over the last few years. He’d watched Julian Lodge go from heartless Dom to family man.

Damn, but he wanted that for himself. He’d known he might be able to have it if he could just help Kitten. If he could show her that she could find herself through discipline and careful work. She would never be the same person she was before. She would be someone new, but she would be able to choose for herself.

He just wanted to make sure that when she chose she truly chose him. That was the delicate balance he was walking.




“Give me your tongue, pet. I want to know how you taste.” His words seemed to rumble along her flesh.

She wanted to know how he tasted, too, so she let her tongue run along his lower lip. He groaned, a delicious sound, and then his mouth opened slightly and she felt the touch of his tongue to hers.

Pure fire seemed to race through her and she realized that all those little flares of arousal she’d felt before were nothing to this. This was desperate, wanting.

His hands found her hair, fingers sinking in, and then he was in control. His tongue surged into her mouth, rubbing and playing along hers. He moved against her. Their bodies nestled tight, fitting together with a perfection they hadn’t found before. The Master had cuddled her after scenes, but there had always been an odd disconnect as though they weren’t truly comfortable, as though Cole were only playing out something he thought he owed her. But this was pure. This was passionate.

As his tongue danced with hers, she felt her body come to life. Her nipples were hard against his chest, her pelvis rubbing that hard cock like she could ride him through his leathers. Her hands explored. She hadn’t touched him before because the Master had very rigid rules about how he played. He took control and until this night, she hadn’t even thought to ask if she could touch him. That was a mistake because he was a thing of beauty. Every muscle was sculpted to perfection, every line of his body a pleasure to feel and mold under her hands. As she kissed him, her tongue every bit as engaged as his, she realized that this was why they called it making love. It was active and required the both of them.

She felt his groan along her spine as he deepened the kiss. His hands ran down her body. He’d caressed her before but as with everything Cole did, there had always been determined control about his touch. It seemed as if he planned out every stroke, every move, but not now. His hands moved restlessly over her body like she was a store full of treats and he couldn’t decide which one to fully sample first. He skimmed her breasts, running down to her belly where the pad of his fingers touched her clitoris.

She gasped as he touched her more firmly.

“You’re already wet,” he moaned against her mouth.

So wet. And so hot. She couldn’t think about much beyond the fact that he was playing with her pussy. It had been a single kiss, but it went out of control and she loved it. She obeyed the distant Dom, but she was crazy about the desperate lover. A lover. Her lover.

“Please, Sir.” She wanted to call him Master, wanted for him to belong to her, but she couldn’t. She didn’t have permission.

His hand slid against her pussy. He was right. She was desperately wet, wetter than she’d ever been. Her pussy had gotten slick and she felt a pulsing need that seemed to come from her core, blanketing her in a pleasant haze of lust. She could barely breathe as one finger slid inside her body.

Even his finger was big. Cole was so huge. He made her feel delicate beside him. He pressed up against her pussy and Kitten could feel him moving, searching, exploring. She had to hold on to his broad shoulders to stay upright.

“Give it to me.” His tongue came out, licking along her lips before he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and began kissing her again.

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