[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]
Cashmere Woodall is infatuated with the Double M Ranch foreman, Harry. When she finds out he is gay and in a relationship, she is embarrassed.
Bruce, Cain, and Danny Morten are overseeing the ranch while the owners are on vacation. The three men are so sexy and handsome she can’t keep her eyes off them. When Cash is assaulted on a night out, the three men decide to watch over and protect her. She is the woman they have been waiting for and begin to woo her. Although the men know she has feelings for them, she tries to keep them at arm’s length, but they are determined to win her over.
When Cash goes missing, none of the men know who has taken her. It’s a race against time to save her, and when they do they aren’t about to let her out of their sight again.
Can the three men convince her they are the right men for her?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.
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Harry came back out of the tack room with a bridle in hand and when his gaze met hers he gave her a smile. That smile seemed to light up his whole face and made him look younger than his thirtysomething years. Cash bit her lip and watched him until he’d disappeared.
“You know, he’s never going to look at you like a man does when he’s attracted to a woman.”
Cash glanced over her shoulder to see Bruce watching her from his seat on a bale of hay.
“Wh–What?” Cash stuttered and frowned because goose bumps erupted over her skin and she had to concentrate really hard so it wouldn’t show. Why is my body reacting to him? Bruce’s voice had such a deep cadence it washed over her like warm molasses. Yes the man was handsome and sex on legs but she wasn’t attracted to him at all. She was drawn to Harry. Wasn’t she?
“Haven’t you seen the way he and that other guy…David look at each other?” Bruce scratched his jaw with a huge hand and then pinned her with his eyes.
“What are you trying to say?” Cashmere snapped.
“Harry’s gay, sweet cheeks,” Bruce rose to his feet and slowly walked toward her. Because he was so tall it only took him three steps to reach the outside of the stall she was currently working in.
“You don’t know that,” she backed up and moved so that Star, the bay mare she was grooming was between her and Brutus.
“It’s true,” another deep gravelly voice chimed in.
Cashmere had been so intent on keeping her eye on and space between her and Bruce she hadn’t noticed anyone else enter the barn. She turned to glare at the interloper and her heart beat picked up. Cain Morten was leaning nonchalantly against the open gate to the stall and was staring at her. Cain wasn’t as big as Bruce but he was still hellaciously huge. Where Bruce had to be six foot seven or eight, Cain was only around six five. Cash gave a mental snort. Only was an understatement especially when the top of her head didn’t even reach their shoulders.
“What’s going on?” Danny Morten, Cain’s twin brother said as he too walked toward the stall.
“We were just trying to tell Cashmere that Harry preferred men,” Cain explained.
Danny and Cain were identical twins. They stood at the same height, had the same colored light brown hair and hazel eyes and their physiques were mirror images, strong and muscular, but Cash had no trouble telling them apart. She could see a slight difference between the two men. Cain had a slight tilt to his lips that Danny didn’t and Danny had a small scar above his left eyebrow. Their personalities were different, too. Cain was arrogant and authorative, where Danny was impatient and always in a rush. Bruce was the one that made her more nervous out of all three of them. He didn’t talk much but when he did she couldn’t help but take notice. His voice was one of the deepest timbres she’d ever heard and although he was always polite and tried to speak gently, at least around her, he was impossible to ignore.
“You shouldn’t go around saying such things, Cain. If you’re wrong you could hurt someone.”
Cain and Danny gave each other a look and then glanced at Bruce. Cash had no idea what was going on but she didn’t like the gleam in the three men’s eyes.
Harry came sauntering back into the barn, gave them a curious look but didn’t say anything. He took the bridle back to the tack room and came out again. Cashmere hoped he hadn’t heard what the Morten brothers were saying because if they were wrong he could be highly offended. Cash had no problem how other people lived their lives or what their sexual orientation or kink was. As long as everyone was consensual then why shouldn’t they live their lives the way they wished? But she thought they were wrong about Harry.
Harry stopped on the outside of the stall she was in and the corner of the next one. He looked a little worried but he gave her a tentative smile. “They’re right Cash. I thought you knew David and I were in a relationship? But who said I only liked men?” He glared at the other three men. “I like women too. Does that bother you?”
“No,” Cash sighed and bit her lip all the while wondering why she didn’t feel hurt. She was disappointed to learn that there would never be anything other than friendship between her and Harry, but she valued their relationship.
Harry turned to look at the three Morten brothers, “Can you give us a minute?”
Bruce looked concerned but he gave a nod and began to leave. Cain and Danny scowled at Harry as if in silent warning and then they too, left.
Harry entered the stall, picked up another brush and began to groom Star’s coat. Cash stroked the brush in rhythmic motions and waited for Harry to talk. Finally the silence got to be too much and she looked up to find him watching her. He moved around Star and took the brush from her hand and then put both brushes into the bucket near the stall wall.
“I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you Cash, David and I knew you had a little crush on me but we also thought you knew about us. By the way I’m not into women at all but I thought that comment about liking women would keep them on their toes.” Harry pulled her into his arms and gave her a hug. It had been so long since someone had held her she wanted to hold onto him forever, but not because of attraction. Cash began to wonder if she’d ever really been attracted to Harry or whether she was looking at him because she was lonely.
Cain placed an arm across her upper back and slowed her backward motion so she didn’t hurt herself. Her chest rose and fell with each gasp she took and her belly quivered when she felt Bruce’s fingers at the button of her jeans.
“I can smell your honey from here, Cash. I can’t wait to get a taste of your cream.”
“What are you doing to me?” she cried out.
Cash turned her head toward Cain when he got up on the table beside her. He was lying right next to her, with his head propped up on his hand. His free hand landed on her belly and then he began to lightly rub up and down on her skin. His hand crept up higher as he lowered his head. She closed her eyes just before his lips covered hers and his hand covered her breast.
Cash sobbed with overwhelming pleasure while Cain kissed her deeply, hungrily all the while he kneaded her breast. She cried out when his finger pinched her nipple and couldn’t help the instinct to arch up into his touch. Her whole body was one big aching mass of need and she didn’t know what to do to stop the pleasurable pain.
Fingers tugged at her jean’s button and zipper and then her ass was lifted and then jeans and panties were being pulled down her legs. Cash shivered as the cool air caressed her naked flesh. A chair scraped over the tile floor and then her legs were being pushed apart. Warm moist air wafted over her wet pussy and then she moaned into Cain’s mouth as a hot tongue licked up through her folds.
Danny released her hands at the same time Cain removed his lips from her mouth and then they each placed an arm down by her sides. Danny was still leaning over her from behind but since he was so tall he had no trouble reaching her. He leaned down and licked over the tip of her nipple and when he sucked the peak into his mouth, Cain did the same with the other. Two hot wet mouths suckling on her breasts and another licking at her pussy was almost too much to bear.
When Bruce rimmed her cunt with a large, thick finger and licked across her clit at the same time she groaned at the pleasure and wondered how much more she could take. Her muscles were taut with tension, yet she felt so boneless she knew if she tried to stand she would fall in a heap on the floor.
Cash groaned when the tip of Bruce’s finger penetrated her wet sheath and tried to arch her hips up in silent demand for more. Two big hands landed on her belly, one up high near her ribs and the other down low so the fingers were touching her mound.
“You taste so fucking good, Cash. I want to hear you scream my name when you come.”
Cash moaned. Bruce had only lifted his mouth from her pussy enough to talk and the vibrations of his voice sent more pleasure wracking through her sex. Even her ass felt the vibrations and she gasped at the unexpectedly carnal delight. Another gush of juice leaked out and covered her pucker. She was so hot and turned on, the ache inside her was interminable and she wanted relief, now.
She groaned with pleasure when Bruce’s finger pushed into her pussy further and then he began to slowly retreat. Cain and Danny continued to lick and suck her breasts, sending electrical sparks straight down to her pussy until she thought she was going to go out of her mind with need.
“Please,” she sobbed with pleasure and frustration.
“Please what, sugar,” Danny mumbled around her nipple and she arched her chest up.
Cain released her nipple with a pop and then asked, “What do you need, baby?”
“I—I don’t…I… need…”
Cash winced when Bruce pushed his finger into her a little deeper and then sighed with relief as he drew back. His tongue laved over her clit faster and faster and he continued to thrust his finger into her, but shallower this time. She knew that there was something she needed to tell them, but she couldn’t think. Every time the words came to her lips, they drifted away on a sea of arousal as they touched her.
The fit of Bruce’s finger got tighter and it took her a moment to realize he’d pressed two fingers into her pussy. She’d seen how long and thick his fingers were and just imagining what they looked like pumping in and out of her vagina sent the fire inside her burning hotter. The pressure on her clit and inside her got more intense when Bruce caged her clit between his teeth and then suckled continuously. She writhed beneath their pleasurable ministrations but couldn’t move much with the hands holding her down.
She’d never felt anything like this before. It felt like her insides were being wound up tighter and tighter, like a spring was being primed and the added friction of those big fingers moving in and out of her was too much. Her legs trembled and then she screamed Bruce’s name as the coil broke. Her body convulsed, fire consumed her and her pussy clenched down hard on the fingers still moving in and out of her sheath. Fluid dripped from her pussy and waves of pure rapture washed over her again and again. Her mind became fuzzy and she gasped for breath and then her head banged down onto the table when she slumped.