[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]
Laurel Fairweather’s attempt to elude her stepfather’s plans for Fairweather Cosmetics landed her on a snow-covered doorstep in the middle of nowhere, Nowhere, North Dakota.
Aidan and Zander Miller, the twin titans of the technology world, dreamed of finding the one woman who would be perfect for both of them. The brothers spotted Laurel Fairweather’s photograph in a business magazine and they knew she was that woman. They also knew their dream would never become a reality in the middle of Nowhere, North Dakota.
When a half-frozen Laurel stumbles into their lives and into their arms, Aidan and Zander discover reality is even better than fantasy. A and Z will do whatever it takes to keep her in their lives, in their arms, and in their bed.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Hey,” Laurel said, “I love my outfit.” She spun in a circle so they could admire her from all angles.
“You are always beautiful,” Zander said as he lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles. “If I would have met you when you looked like this, I would have been afraid to do this,” he leaned down and kissed Laurel’s berry red lips.
Aidan reached over and placed his hand under her chin turning her gently toward him. “I would never have done this.” He traced her lips with his tongue and then crushed her lips to his.
Breaking the kiss reluctantly, Aidan said, “Take our arms gorgeous, we have an incredible night planned for you, for us.” He hoped he didn’t look lecherous when he smiled, after all the first part of the night was not about sex, it was about forever.
“Oh, wow,” Laurel said. She stopped and stared at the living room, candles illuminated the room. It was even more beautiful because the burning candles were reflected in the window.
The guys walked her to the glass table they’d moved to make sort of an altar. On the table were candles of different heights and different thicknesses. In the middle of the table was a black silk pillow with three rings. Next to the pillow was a piece of paper.
“Laurel Fairweather,” Zander said solemnly, “tonight we want to join our lives with yours in a Commitment Ceremony. When we told you we loved you and wanted to spend our lives with you, you wondered how we could make this work. Aidan and I want to solidify our love and commitment to you with a ceremony and rings.”
“Laurel, babe,” Aidan added, “we know tomorrow is going to be hard for you. We don’t want you to be afraid of our unique relationship. We want to go with you tomorrow, to your sisters, in a committed relationship. And, when tomorrow is over we want you to come home with us, forever.”
Laurel couldn’t speak. As crazy as this was, the three of them were going to commit to this relationship and all of the challenges it would bring. Laurel nodded in agreement. “I want that, too,” she said softly. “As much as I love my sisters, I was dreading tomorrow. I actually wished for a blizzard so I could stay here, with you.”
“Okay, then,” Zander said in a rush, he didn’t want her to change her mind. “We found a script for a commitment ceremony online. It was actually for same-sex couples, but the words were perfect for us.”
“We don’t have anyone to officiate so we modified the script so it could be done in first person,” Aidan added. “Oh, and we have cameras set up to video tape. We know you probably wish your mom and sisters were here, but…”
Laurel cut him off, “They would have thought this was crazy. I was crazy. Once they get used to the idea that three of us are together, together, they’ll want to see the video. Thank you.”
Zander and Aidan placed Laurel between them. Zander put his right hand face up in the center of their small circle. “Laurel put your hand in mine, palm down.” Laurel placed her small hand into Zander’s. Aidan placed his hand on top of Laurel’s squeezing her hand in his. Then he placed his other hand on top, palm up. Laurel placed her hand in his. Zander covered her hand with his.
“Tonight,” Zander said, “we have come to celebrate our spiritual union. The union of Alexander Miller to Laurel Fairweather and Aidan Miller to Laurel Fairweather.”
“You’ll be on in five minutes. We’ll give you a heads up about thirty seconds before we begin,” Susan concluded.
Zander leaned in and whispered, “You’re going to have to suck me dry after this. I don’t do interviews.” He slid his hand under the bottom of the shirt and started caressing her thigh.
Aidan turned his head and said, “Let’s see, I think I want to come between your luscious tits. I bet you could suck on Z’s cock and let me fuck your tits simultaneously.”
“I can see your nipples getting stiff under your shirt, that is so hot,” Zander said as he moved his hand further up Laurel’s thigh. He stopped his hand a few inches from his target and caressed her inner thigh in earnest, “Do you really like having our come on your thighs and in your tight little curls,” Zander asked as he gently tugged on the curls surrounding her vagina. Her squirming indicated his strategy was driving her crazy.
“Okay,” Susan said, “we’re ready.”
“She has no idea how ready I am,” Zander said as he ran his finger between Laurel’s nether lips.
“Good evening ladies and gentleman,” the commentator said. “Tonight on Daily Business Journal we have the opportunity to interview three of our countries technology elite, Laurel Fairweather, Aidan Mille and Zander Miller. Welcome to the show.”
“Thank you for the warm welcome and inviting us to your show,” Laurel said as she tried not to react to Zander’s hand as he touched the curls at the juncture of her thighs. “After Antonio DeMarco’s comments on the noon show, it was important for our investors to know that all of the Fairweather women are alive and well. Mr. DeMarco is not in charge of the company. The company is still fully controlled by the Fairweather family.”
“As an added bonus, the company’s online security is in the best hands possible. Our online security is monitored by the men of the A to Z Computer Security, Aidan and Zander Miller.”
Zander spoke, “At A to Z Computer Security our sole purpose is to ensure our customer’s technological security is secure. We care deeply about the needs of our clients.” He thrust a finger into Laurel’s wet pussy when he emphasized the word deeply.
“As Zander stated, we want our customers to be satisfied with all of the services we can deliver,” Aidan’s hand was drifting up her other leg aiming for the same target Zander was caressing. “We’re providing Ms. Fairweather personal service in order for Fairweather Cosmetics to remain highly competitive in today’s tight market.” Aidan slid a finger into Laurel’s tight pussy.
“Laurel,” the announcer asked, “why did your stepfather make the announcement that all of you were missing?”
“I honestly don’t know why Mr. DeMarco came on your show. Daily Business Journal is renowned for its fair and accurate coverage of business news and market trends. I was shocked to see Mr. DeMarco on your show discussing my family’s company.” Laurel paused and smiled. “A simple phone call to any of the Fairweathers would have clarified the situation.”
Laurel paused again, “I can’t thank you enough for allowing me to be on the show to share the true status of Fairweather Cosmetics.”
Laurel smiled into the camera on her laptop. She was concentrating on not looking down at what was happening under her shirt-dress. The guys had each secured one of her legs under their legs spreading her legs wide, as she spoke they were tracing around her clit with their fingers and finger fucking her. She was also concentrating on avoiding an orgasm on national television.
“I hope you will continue to support Fairweather Cosmetics. Holly’s creating an incredible new product line that is going to disrupt the industry. As you know, at Fairweather we believe in disruptive innovation.”
“Thanks for being on the show tonight, it’s a rare treat indeed to have three of businesses most elusive players on our show at the same time. Have a great night. Laurel, we are glad to know the Fairweather women are doing fine and the control of the company remains in your capable hands. We look forward to your next disruptive innovation. Zander and Aidan, as always, it’s great to see you guys. Thanks again.”
Laurel smiled and leaned over to turn off the screen. She probably gave America an incredible view of her cleavage. With any luck it’ll increase the ratings for the Daily Business Journal she thought.
The screen went blank.
Zander couldn’t wait. He grabbed Laurel by her hair and turned her to have access to her lips. When their lips made contact he slowly licked the seam of her lips coaxing her to open her mouth for his tongue. Laurel opened her mouth and thrust her tongue into Zander’s. Zander held her head securely as he deepened the kiss.
“Laurel,” Aidan said as he gently positioned her body, “it made me so hard, sliding my fingers into your wet pussy while being broadcast live on national television. Of course, none of the viewers knew what was happening, but I did.” Aidan pulled Laurel’s legs off the edge of the sofa. She was standing over the couch leaning over Zander. Aidan rubbed his finger along the slit of her pussy while he undid the zipper on his jeans.
Zander moved back on the couch so he was leaning against the pillow, he moved while continuing to kiss Laurel. Laurel balanced one arm on Zander’s shoulder while she reached down and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zipper. His cock sprang free into Laurel’s waiting hand. Zander didn’t want to stop kissing Laurel, but he knew she was going to put her hot, wet mouth on his dick.
Laurel whispered, “I believe your request was for me to suck you dry.” She leaned over and licked his cock from base to tip. She dabbed the tip of his cock and licked off the pre-cum.
“Damn, babe,” Zander moaned, “that feels so good.”
Aidan hung on to Laurel’s hips, “Are you ready, beautiful?” he asked.
Laurel pushed her hips back toward his waiting cock, “I’ll take that as a yes.” Aidan kind of laughed as he thrust into Laurel’s pussy. “Ahh,” he moaned as he felt her tighten around him.” Aidan watched Laurel sucking Zander. It was so hot.
“Are you ready for it?” Zander moaned as he held Laurel’s head.