[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, flogging, sex toys, HEA]
Danika Lansing’s boss, Marlena, is called away at the last minute to help her pregnant daughter. She throws a job at Dani that she would normally never give her. It’s the design and construction of a dominant’s playroom. Her boss confides she has been doing this for some time and that she is a dominant herself. Dani’s shocked, but she likes her boss and can’t let her down.
Now she finds herself not only supervising the construction crew, but lusting after the three gorgeous men who have been hired to construct the playroom. When she finds out Holden, Oliver, and Bart are more than willing to teach her about dominance and submission with the playroom as their classroom, she knows she’s stumbled onto something that will help her find out who she really is.
Does she dare risk her job and all she has worked so hard to achieve to pursue what she has thought of as her dark side, or will she turn her back on the three men who make her want more?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Kalissa Alexander is a Siren-exclusive author.
Dani walked back up to the main house to not only wait for the playroom crew but also for a few deliveries. The first delivery arrived soon after she arrived. The driver and two other men wheeled in ten mattresses in various sizes. It took them a couple hours to set up the frames and headboards. Some of them had footboards as well. The matching furniture was beautifully crafted. She had supervised the placement and made sure each room received the correct furnishings.
She hadn’t really thought of it before, but she was totally alone with these strange men who had eyed her up and down with appreciation. Thankfully, they were professional enough not to go out of their way to make her uncomfortable. By the time they had completed their task under her watchful eye, they were still friendly but not too friendly. She paid them their tip and they left. Not more than a minute or so had passed when she heard another truck.
She opened the door and saw a pickup truck pull up with three men inside. It didn’t have any markings. She watched as the doors opened and three long-legged men, possibly a few years older than her, wearing jeans, work boots, and white T-shirts got out and stretched. Their timing was perfect. She wondered if they had laid in wait until the delivery truck had left, not wanting to ruin their cover. If Marlena hadn’t made it all sound so serious, it would have been laughable.
She walked out to greet them with a smile on her face. However, she stopped in her tracks. The three men looked nothing like she had pictured them. They were gorgeous hunks that didn’t look like any gay men she knew. But then again, she didn’t know that many gay men. It was all she could do not to stare and drool at the same time.
The first man had dirty blond hair that waved and fell slightly into his eyes that were a deep blue with long eye lashes that seemed too long for a man. She envied his girly lashes. Hers weren’t short, but they weren’t that long.
The second man was shorter, but still probably stood six foot. His hair was reddish-brown and was short and cropped but stylish. He, like the taller one, had that sexy stubble that had become so popular. His eyes were a cool, clear gray blue. His skin was tanned.
The third man was dark. Black hair, a dark closely cropped beard and startling blue eyes that were looking directly into hers. He reminded her of a pirate. He too looked to be around six foot tall or so. She blinked and took a deep breath. The dark-haired man was now looking at her with amusement, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.
Clearing her throat, she walked with purpose to where they were standing. She stuck out her hand. “Hello. I’m Dani. And you are?”
“I’m Holden. Nice to meet you, Dani.” The dark-haired man’s voice was deep with a slight English accent. Possibly he had a parent that was English or maybe he moved to the States when he was older. Either way, it was extremely sexy.
“Nice to meet you.”
“I’m Oliver,” the one with reddish-blond hair said.
“And I’m Bart.”
They each shook her hand. She had to stop acting like a schoolgirl and take control of the situation. These next few minutes would set the stage for their working relationship for the next three weeks.
“Thank you for being on time. I appreciate that. The guest house is down that small road,” she pointed. “If you want, you can park down there and unload your luggage. The door is unlocked. Just choose a bedroom except the one at the far end of the hall. That’s mine. When you’re settled, I thought we could take a look at the playroom and then stop and have lunch if you’re hungry.”
“We can do that,” the one called Bart said. “It’s a pretty big house. Where should we meet you?”
“Come in the kitchen door around the back of the main house. I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Yes, ma’am,” the pirate said.
She looked at him sharply to see if he were being disrespectful, but he was smiling in a friendly way that gave no indication he was mocking her. However, she wasn’t so sure.
They had turned back toward the truck, when she said. “Oh, and there’s water and juice in the refrigerator. Please help yourself. This is going to be our home away from home for the next few weeks, so please make yourself comfortable.”
“Thanks, we will,” the man called Oliver said over his shoulder.
She watched as they drove away down the road toward the guest house. When they were out of sight, she let out the breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding. It was a damn shame for the women in the world that those three were gay. They were handsome, built, and had enough sex appeal to light up New York City.
She had been practically salivating. She could still visualize their muscles through their T-shirts and how their jeans that were a little too tight had hugged their butts in a most enticing way.
She shook her head to clear it of their images and walked back in the house. It was good she had a little time alone to get her thoughts straight and out of the gutter. The good news was they had no interest in her gender, so she had nothing to worry about.
Dani couldn’t help herself. She laughed out loud and continued until she took a coughing fit. How funny was it that she was thinking she had nothing to worry about from them when they could easily have been the ones in danger from her. She couldn’t remember when she had felt such a strong attraction to the opposite sex. And it was her luck that when she did, they were playing for the other team.
Her knees were starting to hurt when she heard the door open. Oliver stood in the doorway looking down at her. He put out his hand to her. She gratefully grabbed it and stood in front of him.
“Do you know what you need, Dani?” Oliver asked.
She wasn’t sure what he wanted her to say. “I don’t know.”
Oliver just stared at her, his lips pulled in a tight straight line.
Trying again, she said, “I need for you, Bart, and Holden to forgive me.”
He smiled. “And we will. But first you need to feel how displeased we are with you.”
She felt her heart rate jump. She looked down.
He stood back. “Come in.”
She walked past him until she stood in the middle of the room. She wasn’t nearly as self-conscious as she was when she first came into this room. They knew her body so well already. She lowered her eyes and waited.
Bart and Holden were still naked as was Oliver. The three men walked over to a long gold padded bench with a high back and no arms. The three of them sat down and stared at her.
“Come here,” Oliver told her.
She walked on trembling legs to stand in front of him. He was sitting in between Bart and Holden.
“Display your pussy,” Oliver said coolly. “Open your labia with your fingers until we can see your clit.”
She reached down and did as Oliver had told her. She felt terribly naughty. Showing them her clit like this made it tingle and burn.
“Taste yourself,” Bart told her.
She lifted the fingers of her right hand to her mouth and sucked them.
“You need to be spanked, Dani, and not just with our hand.”
Her eyes widened as she watched Bart go to the closet and return with what he explained was a flogger.
He didn’t sit down, but stood beside her.
“Lie across us, belly down,” Oliver ordered. “Your breasts should hang between Holden legs, and against his erection.”
Nodding, she did as he asked. They adjusted so that her pussy pressed against Oliver’s erection.
“Lay still, Dani,” Oliver ordered.
From somewhere he brought out a scarf and tied her hands behind her back. He used another scarf as a blindfold. He gently rubbed her ass. “Such beauty, Dani. The blindfold will only enhance our message. You know you need this, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whimpered. She was so taut, her whole body felt stretched. “I need this, Sir.”
“Yes. You do, and when we’re done, you won’t soon call us bastards again.”
“Yes, Sir…I mean, No, Sir.”
Bart was standing above her. She could feel the heat from his body. She waited. The straps of the flogger hit her and then just as quickly she felt the strands caressing her. Exquisite sensations flowed into the apex between her thighs. She trembled and waited for it to happen again. Five times she felt the bite of the straps and then their caress.
She felt her juices drip onto Oliver as Holden applied pressure to her breasts each time Bart brought the flogger down across her ass. She moaned and cried all at the same time.
Suddenly she found herself flipped over so her warm ass was against Oliver’s cock and her head rested in Holden’s lap. She was still in darkness. The sting of the straps hit her across her breasts, and her hard nipples. Again Bart brought the flogger down across her breasts before he drew the straps down to caress her stomach and lower still to her swollen pussy.
She felt fingers open her labia. She tensed. She knew what was coming. Arching her back, she lifted as she felt her clit catch fire. It hurt but at the same time, she ached for it. She couldn’t help but cry out. Again and again he flicked her clit with the flogger, bringing tears to her eyes and an incredible warmth and need that consumed her.
She was lifted her upward until she felt lips on her mound as a tongue delved into her center. She welcomed it like a soothing balm. She moaned as he continued to lick her and gently caress her with his tongue as her orgasm began to build. No longer able to deny herself, she cried out. Once again her senses were carried into an oblivion that shook her to her very core.
Her blindfold was removed and her hands untied. She breathed outward as she watched Holden’s lips descend on hers. He kissed her hard and rough. She opened to him, matching the desperation he seemed to be feeling. She felt a cry catch in her throat. Until now, she had never known what it meant to orgasm.