[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, public exhibition]
Hiding out in Vegas from a stalker back home, Alexis Sherwood accidentally sees a private DRMC ménage sex show. Jackson Cordell spies her at the hotel bar the next night and downs half her drink in order to buy her another and instigate a conversation. He wants to find out if she liked what she saw.
Now they are both drugged.
Derek Van Buren complicates matters by arriving late the night Jackson and Alexis hook up. He presumes that any woman in Jackson’s bed is meant to be shared.
Waking up in Vegas married without memories is outrageous. So is discovering two sexy husbands in her bed. But the three spend a gleeful weekend together anyway.
When Jackson and Derek head home to Colorado, Alexis stays behind to all of their sad regret.
Unfortunately, the person who drugged Alexis’s drink, which Jackson shared, has also stayed behind.
And he’s very angry.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Elle Saint James is a Siren-exclusive author.
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Jackson Cordell stopped the moment he saw the swatch of purple hair amid a sea of honey blonde out of the corner of his eye. The woman who’d crashed their Double Rider Men’s Club special event the night before was currently seated in the hotel bar. Twenty-four hours ago, she’d gotten away before he could stop her from leaving the room during the special Double Rider Men’s Club Vegas show. He’d kicked himself all night for missing a chance to speak to her.
The bartender brought her a drink and set the martini glass next to her arm on the oak bar. Instead of clear liquid containing an olive stabbed with a toothpick, her beverage was tinged pink, with a cherry bobbing in the bottom of the glass. Interesting.
He paused and watched her study the drink for a few seconds. He also tried to think of something clever to say to engage her. Maybe if she liked what she’d seen last night, she’d be willing to re-create it with him and Derek tonight. Or better yet, the whole long weekend they were in Vegas.
If Derek ever got there, that was. Jackson’s best friend and fellow DRMC member was currently stuck in New York trying to get a flight out. He’d likely end up on a red-eye flight and sleep away half of tomorrow.
When another woman joined the object of his fascination at the bar, he thought maybe they were together. However, the other woman didn’t stay long. She ordered from the bartender and he promptly stepped away to get her order.
When he returned with two draught beers, the stringy-haired blonde woman grabbed them and moved away from the beauty he watched. With a beer stein clutched in each hand, the other woman disappeared into the back of the bar where the tables were scattered, leaving his lavender-streaked girl all alone once more.
She took a big sip of her drink and swallowed. His cock throbbed in unquenched lust simply looking at her outrageous streaks of hair color as she drank. Something about this woman rang his bell in a big way. She’d stayed to watch their show for quite a while the night before. He hoped she was intrigued.
Jackson kept his gaze on her for a few minutes more, wanting to ensure she wasn’t waiting for someone to show up. He glanced around to make sure no one noticed his lengthy fixation on a strange woman. No one paid him any attention. It was Las Vegas. Likely any number of things could happen that would never be noticed.
From the hotel foyer, Jackson watched her take another deep, long sip from the large martini-shaped glass with pink-tinged fluid. A girly drink. He smiled. She then snagged the cherry from the glass and tugged the small fruit from the stem with her teeth. Watching her eat the cherry made his cock throb. He lifted his shoulder from the post he’d been holding up and entered the bar on a trajectory straight to her.
It was a quiet night here, only twenty or thirty patrons scattered around, and only a handful of folks seated at the bar along with his quarry. No one was seated close to her, and that made it even easier for his approach.
Five feet from the oak counter he called out, “Let me buy you a drink?”
She didn’t turn around. She didn’t even look in the bar mirror to check him out. “No, thanks. I already have one.”
He didn’t know what possessed him. His goal being at least a quick conversation, Jackson didn’t let her response change his mind. He kept moving, and once he was at her side, he reached around her, picked up the martini glass, and downed the remaining pink drink in one big gulp. He licked his lips as the sweet taste of the drink registered. “Not anymore. But I’ll get you another one.”
She turned, luscious lips parted in surprise, to put her amazing wide-eyed gaze on his face. Her big eyes were so baby blue in color that they practically cried out for mama. Perfect. The color went nicely with the strands of purple in her hair.
After a few seconds of staring at each other, a giggle erupted from her and she promptly laughed uproariously. He adored her laugh. “Fine. Then I guess you’d better get me another one.”
He grinned. “I know this sounds like another line, but have we met? You look really familiar to me.” She startled a bit at his question, but soon smiled again. He reached out and ran a forefinger down the streak of purple she’d put in her hair. He’d have to find out why she chose purple. The scent of her perfume wafted around his head. He resisted the sincere urge to lean in and sniff her neck.
She said, “I get that a lot. Apparently I’m so ordinary, everyone always thinks I look like someone they know.”
Jackson moved closer to her. “Honey, you are so far away from ordinary, I hope you packed a lunch.”
He signaled the bartender for two more of the same drink. “Two more cherry martinis coming right up,” the bartender called out with a smile. Jackson didn’t usually have girly, fruity drinks, but when in Rome. Or more appropriately, when in Las Vegas while trying to get to know a beautiful stranger, do as they do.
“That was a pretty ballsy move and a great opening line. I’m impressed. And that doesn’t happen too often.”
He held out his hand. “I’m Jackson Cordell. What’s your name?”
After the first sip, he understood why she was giggling. This sweet martini packed a punch. He was already feeling a bit giddy from downing the first half a glass of the stuff she was drinking.
Once the tub filled up enough, Derek turned on the jets. Foaming water and the sound of the Jacuzzi motor running calmed him and put him in the mood for spa sex. He turned to find the two of them already naked and kissing. Their clothing was strewn about their feet. Jackson was certainly getting better at not being such a neat freak.
Derek smiled to himself as he stripped down and slid in behind Alexis to kiss her neck. His cock dug deliciously into her ass. He wondered briefly if she’d be ready for him to pierce her there.
Jackson had initiated her, but Derek found he wanted a chance at that particular pleasure, too. Alexis and Jackson broke apart from their seductive kiss. He slid his hands around to capture her spectacular breasts. Her nipples hardened as he palmed them. Jackson said, “Want to get in the water and soak a bit?”
Derek slid a hand down to between her legs. “She’s already soaked,” he said and nibbled her shoulder as he stroked her clit lightly.
Alexis pushed out what sounded like a very contented breath. “I’m ready for whatever you want.”
Derek said, “Turn around. I need to lick some pussy.”
Alexis turned around as Derek fell to his knees on the hard marble floor. He reached up and grabbed a hand towel from the rack to use as a cushion as he licked her clit. He buried his face between her widened legs and let his tongue guide him to nirvana.
Alexis moaned with each lick and stroke he made. She got wetter and wetter as he feasted.
“I’m so close,” she whispered. She took a step back and away from his mouth. She looked down at him with a lusty smile. “You’re so very good at that.”
“Thanks,” he said and rose to stand before her. “Are you ready to get in the tub?”
She nodded. Jackson helped her into the swirling water as Derek retrieved a few things they’d need for a sexual interlude in the spa.
First they all got in the space and let the frothing water relax and soothe them. Once his muscles had loosened up a bit, Derek slid closer to Alexis. He stroked his hands over her breasts and tugged at her nipples beneath the water. Eyes closed, Alexis reached out and slipped her fingers around his cock. She rubbed her thumb on the sensitive underside place he liked.
“You’re trying to make me lose it, aren’t you?”
Her grin widened. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Jackson moved closer to Alexis on her other side. She put her other hand on his chest and slid it down until Jackson startled. Had she just grabbed his cock, too?
“I really like the idea of having two cocks at my disposal.”
She continued to stroke her hand on his cock with slow movements. Derek was certainly ready to proceed.
He kissed her cheek and then her mouth. He pulled away and murmured, “I’m going to fuck your tight little ass. Get up out of the water and bend over.”
Her eyes opened and then widened. He grinned, and so did she. But she also lifted her body out of the water, remaining on her knees, and turned her back to him.
Derek grabbed a condom and the lube. Jackson got out of the water and sat on the edge facing Alexis. “Why don’t you suck my cock as Derek fucks that virgin, tight ass of yours?”
Derek, also on his knees, rolled a condom in place and slathered lube on both his dick and her ass.
He was almost trembling, he wanted her so desperately. When she bent over and took Jackson’s shaft deeply into her mouth, Derek’s cock bobbed in sudden lust. What was it about this woman that made him so ready to shoot his load before he even fucked her?
He put the tip of his cock against her derriere hole and guided it in slowly. She was so tight it was a wonder he didn’t come the moment they came into contact.
Derek took a deep breath and pushed it out, trying to level his lust and get control of himself. Once he thrust inside past her excruciatingly tight ring of muscles, she stopped sucking on Jackson’s cock.
“You feel just as huge as Jackson.”
Derek pushed forward another inch. She sucked in a quick breath. “Damn, that feels so…” She stopped talking, bent her head, and moaned.
Derek stopped to ensure she wasn’t hurting excessively, but she quickly said, “Don’t stop.” She resumed sucking Jackson’s cock, and Derek kept pushing forward until he was fully seated.
She was hot and tight. Having his cock buried in her ass was decadent in the extreme. He shook with the need to come, but got hold of himself by closing his eyes and not watching her sucking Jackson’s cock.
He busied himself getting used to the titan grip of her rear channel by massaging her hips. A few seconds later, Jackson made a grunting noise and stood up. “Whoa. You almost sucked me dry, but I’m not ready to come yet.”
Derek pulled Alexis up to where her back rested against his chest. Jackson slid into the water in front of her. On his knees, he wrapped his mouth around the tip of each of her nipples and sucked a good long while. She moaned and writhed as he pleasured her.
He felt his cock pulse repeatedly as he watched. This had to be the sexiest woman they’d ever been with.
Jackson finished with her breasts and moved his cock between her legs. “I hope you’re ready for me. Here I come.”
He pushed into her pussy with one long, deep, hard thrust. Derek felt him all the way inside. Rapturous was the word echoing in his mind.
Alexis sucked in a deep breath as soon as she was doubly penetrated. She then moaned as that same breath exited.
Derek pulled halfway out and pushed back in. Exquisite torture. Jackson also pulled out and pushed back in.
Soon they were moving in tandem in and out of her body. Derek reached around to rub her clit. She jumped the second his finger hit home and started chanting, “Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.”