[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, sex toys]
Seeking to salvage her academic reputation, graduate student Carissa Yarborough is visiting Male Order, studying menageamy for her thesis. Through her research she meets Perry Williams and Del Jacobsen, who are both eager to introduce Carissa to the practice of menageamy, rather than the theory. But Carissa resists their temptations, unwilling to compromise her objectivity.
Perry and Del have been best friends all their lives, though in recent years their friendship has been on the rocks. Their common interest in Carissa starts to make them close again, especially as they work together to stop local resistance to her project.
Just as Carissa is learning how to strike a balance between love and work, both her thesis and her life are threatened. Afraid to trust her new lovers, she needs to learn to let go of her past and open herself up to love if she’s going to survive the summer.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Olivia Jordan is a Siren-exclusive author.
4.5 STARS: "Carissa arrives in Male Order, a town that is dedicated to menage relationships. The people there see nothing wrong with three people loving each other in unconventional marriages. Carissa is a grad student gathering interviews for her thesis on menageamy. She finds a warm reception from Perry and Del, who long to initiate her into the joys of having two men for her mates. However, she isn't so sure, and there seem to be forces at work against her as violence erupts, and messages to 'Go Home' follow her. There's a mysterious blue car that also follows her. Who would want to hurt her? Who wants her gone from Male Order, and wants her to end her research project? A Bride for Two Studs has plenty of hot sex, and a pretty good story woven around it. This is the first Male Order story I have read, but I'll be looking for more. The idea of a whole town of menage marriages is just too juicy to resist." -- Alberta, Manic Readers Reviews
Suddenly, the sound of a horse’s whinny came from outside, accompanied by the clatter of hooves.
“What the hell?” Perry asked, jumping to his feet and running outside. Carissa followed and saw a man trotting a beautiful black stallion up and down Perry’s driveway. He laughed and waved as they rushed out of the house, but didn’t stop right away, putting on a show and grinning with a cocky air.
Carissa felt a scowl forming on her face when she saw the ostentatious display, but as she saw the man circling around the driveway, her heart skipped a beat. He was just as hot as Perry, but in a completely different way. He had shiny, dark curls that were just a touch unruly, and Carissa struggled to take her eyes off of the untamed bouncing. His eyes were dark, and he had scruff on his chin, as though he hadn’t had time to think about shaving for a few days. She couldn’t believe he’d show up so unkempt for a research interview. She was used to seeing undergraduates dressed that way, but not wealthy men well beyond their frat-party days. The businesslike side of her personality fumed at the lack of professionalism, but she couldn’t deny that her body was heating up.
Perry looked chagrined. “I can’t believe Del sometimes.”
“Is he always like this?”
“Well, yeah, pretty much. When you have as much money as he does and an attitude that carefree, stunts like this are a matter of course, it seems.”
“He sure seems to like making a scene.”
“Del has always loved attention, especially from women. I don’t doubt part of his decision to pull this little stunt was to impress you.”
“Well, it’s not working.”
Perry glanced at her. “You’re not amused?”
“No, I’m not. I guess for him this is just fun and games, but I’m here to do research, and I’m on a schedule. He’s late, and maybe he doesn’t realize it, but his shenanigans are making him even later. I have a job to do, and to have someone clowning around at my very first interview of the summer is more than a little frustrating. Imagine how you’d feel if he showed up like this to a board meeting or something. I don’t feel like he’s taking me or my project seriously.”
“Wow. Most women think he’s hilarious. They just can’t get enough of his gags. Or they think he’s really daring and a little dangerous. He somehow manages to put forth that bad-boy vibe, which is especially easy, since he’s loaded. It means it’s easy for him to throw money at whatever problem he gets into so he can live to make mistakes for yet another day. I think the only law he’s ever broken is underage drinking in college. Admittedly, he got busted more than once and spent a couple of weekends in the drunk tank at the local police station, but he’s not exactly a hardened criminal by any stretch of the imagination.”
“That’s exactly what I’m talking about. He’s wealthy, privileged, and phony.” She caught a sidelong glance from Perry. “Not that I think all rich people are phony. I mean, I have family members who are extraordinarily wealthy, and my family has never been hard up. It’s just this image he portrays.”
“You’re the first woman I’ve ever heard say that about him.”
Carissa shrugged. “I don’t know. He just doesn’t impress me.”
She felt Perry step a few inches closer. “What does impress you?”
Carissa felt a pulsing deep down in her pussy at the sensation of his breath on her ear. “Men who are a bit more mature, who are well-dressed and well-groomed, with good taste in art.”
“Do I impress you, Carissa?”
His breath on her ear, combined with the deep baritone of his voice, sent a rush of blood down to her cunt, which had already started to heat up. If Del hadn’t been there, Carissa would have had a difficult time not jumping him right in the driveway for a mid-afternoon romp. She knew, though, that as horny as she felt, and as much as she wanted to flirt back, her sense of professionalism inhibited her.
Fortunately, Del allowed her to save face. “Hey, guys! Like my new ride?” he interrupted before Carissa had a chance to speak.
“Del, what the hell? You can’t just tie a horse up on my lawn! I’m sure it’s against some city ordinance, and anyway, the homeowners’ association is going to be pissed. Plus, I don’t want to clean up whatever crap it ends up dumping on the yard.”
“Oh, come on, Perry. I’m not going to be here that long. Plus, he’ll nibble on the grass, save you from having to pay the lawn care company this week. I’ll even clean up after him.”
“Okay, but if I get a fine from the city, you’re paying it.”
“Sure, sure, no big deal.” Del tied the horse up to the freestanding basketball hoop in Perry’s driveway, then walked over and took Carissa’s hand. “Pleasure to meet you,” he said, dropping to one knee and placing a sloppy kiss on the back of her hand. The sensation of his lips on her skin was electric, despite the fact that it was too wet, too silly. Carissa had to resist, though she could feel her pussy begin to tingle.
I’m here on business. I’m not here to fool around, and especially not with someone as silly as him.
Del slid a finger in, stopping at the second knuckle joint. “Is this good?”
“Are you sure?”
Del slid his finger in a little deeper, and Carissa sucked in her breath.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
“Okay? This feels fucking fantastic. I want more.”
Del slid his finger all the way in and marveled at the way her muscles contracted around him. He began to work his finger in and out, first in halting motions, speeding up only when her muscles started to relax. When Carissa started to moan, Perry got more involved, putting direct pressure on her clit, scratching the insides of her thighs. Taking their timing cues from each other, they gradually increased their respective paces until Carissa was thrashing so hard that Del was afraid she might injure herself. Instead, she let out a howl, her muscles clenching their fingers even harder than they had before. Del’s cock got even stiffer as he imagined what it would be like to feel her clench down on it.
“That was amazing. I want more.”
“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?”
“Yes I am, and I demand more. Right now.”
“As you wish, my lady.” Del slicked up another finger and slid it directly into Carissa’s ass.
“Yes!” she moaned.
As Del worked both fingers inside of her, Perry slid a finger inside her cunt, keeping another pressed down on her clit. Again, they based their pacing on each other’s movements, not wanting to overwhelm Carissa and put her out of commission for the rest of the night. It seemed that their fear was unwarranted, though, because within minutes, she had thrown her head back against Perry’s shoulder and was screaming.
“Oh my…fuck. Yes, yes, yes.”
As the orgasm abated, she went limp.
“You okay there, sweetheart?” Perry asked, brushing her sweaty hair out of her face.
“I feel better than I ever have in my life. I’m beginning to feel like I really am being a greedy lover, though. I think it’s time for the two of you to get off.”
Turning around, she pushed Perry down on the bed and straddled him. She grabbed his cock and gave it six hard, quick strokes before she slid him inside her. Del was so turned on by the sight that he had to restrain himself from coming on the spot.
Del slicked up his cock and grabbed Carissa’s hips from behind. With a gentle touch, he leaned her forward, until she was presenting her ass to him. Kneeling on the bed, he placed the tip of his cock right up against her hole.
“You ready, babe?”
“I’ve been ready.”
Del didn’t need any further encouragement. He slid in, slowly at first, his body trembling as her ass took his cock in and clenched down around him.
“Goddamn, you feel amazing,” Del moaned. “Doesn’t she feel amazing, Perry?”
“You’re fucking right, she does.”
They let Carissa set the pace this time. Del timed his thrusts into her with the way she rode Perry. After just a few minutes of her frenzied up-and-down movements, he gripped her hips a little tighter.
“Slow down just a little bit. We want to be able to last for you.”
Carissa complied almost too well. For a moment, she completely stopped, before finally starting to move with movements so tiny and precise that Del could barely feel them.
“I didn’t mean quite that slow,” he said, playfully pulling on her hair.
“That’s not how it works with me,” she whispered. “I ride hard, or I don’t ride at all.”
“Then ride hard, baby.”
Carissa returned to her almost-frantic pace, and Del held on as long as he could before the tightness and the quickness overwhelmed him.
“I–I can’t last anymore,” he gasped.
“Me neither,” Perry groaned.
“I want you to come for me, right now,” Carissa demanded. “Do it. Come in me.”