[Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, vampires, public exhibition, HEA]
In a world where humans and paranormals coexist in secret and where soulless demons roam, numerous vampires dream to be united with their mates.
Brian and Banning O’Hagan are twins from Ireland who have been waiting for their mate the longest out of all their brothers. When they finally meet Zane, they learn that if they want their mate to love and accept them, then they must first forgive each other.
Zane is a warrior in the United States who deeply desires to be with his mates but is plagued by horrible memories from his past—memories that make it hard for him to show the love he feels for the two men.
Will Brian, Banning, and Zane be able to resolve their separate issues, open their hearts to one another, and become true mates, or will they all be destined to a life of loneliness and pain?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
4 STARS: "A Zane Po’ Boy is the third installment of Joyee Flynn’s The O’Hagan Way series. This series is a sub-series of the Marius Brothers’ (PNR, Vampires) and is based on the O’Hagan family who is a family of gay twins. This story revolves around the oldest of the O’Hagan brothers, Banning and Brian. The book opens with Zane being accosted by Brian and Banning because they are SO excited to find their mate after over 600 years of looking. However, Zane comes with a lot of baggage and abuse and simply wants to slow things down. No one listens and the twins leave feeling rejected and Zane throws himself into his work. After eight months, Zane’s best friend sees that he is destroying himself and goes to Ireland to get Brian and Banning. The twins come right away and all three go about figuring out if they can overcome their issues and misunderstandings. There are some ups and downs, but eventually the trio works everything out. The book ends with an intriguing business deal that will bring a haven for discarded shifters under Zane, Brian and Banning’s roof. I enjoyed this story and look forward to other books in the various series by Ms. Flynn. One thing you should know before you read this is that the story is told in first person and alternates between all three main characters. If this point of view bothers you, than this book probably isn’t for you. However, if you are addicted to fun, paranormal, M/M, HEA romances, than this book and series is for you!" -- Gennie, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
4 FALLEN ANGELS: "Brian and Banning O'Hagen have been waiting centuries for their mate, so when they first see Zane they immediately grab him to stake their claim. Unfortunately, Zane isn't ready to get down and dirty, so when he asks for breathing room they assume he doesn't want them to be his mates and they storm away refusing to listen to him. Zane definitely wants the twins, but he needs time to adjust to not only having a mate, but having two of them. Months later, Zane's friend Isaac and his mate Rory arrive to inform the twins that Zane is out of control, taking every mission possible fighting demons, almost getting himself killed over what they put him through. Isaac doesn't hold back leaving Brian and Banning ashamed and determined to do whatever they can to heal their mate, even if that means they lose him. Can Brain and Banning find a way to repair the damage they caused to their mate? Will their love be restored? Brian and Banning are hot tempered men that sometimes let their emotions get out of control, like the way they reacted to Zane. Zane must have felt overwhelmed and outnumbered when they grabbed him, expecting him to immediately respond to them. I was heartbroken when Brian and Banning first saw Zane months later, so run down and injured, but their desire to help him any way they could was sincere. The love between Banning, Brian and Zane was wonderful to experience as it unfolded. The many paranormal aspects in the story add depth and surprise to the plot. It is fascinating how Ms. Flynn is intertwining three of her series, taking characters from earlier books and continuing their lives as the series goes on." -- Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews
“Holy shit,” I gasped as twin blurs raced toward me. They knocked me back onto the couch and started rubbing themselves against me while doing naughty things with their tongues while we were in public.
“We found our mate, Brian,” one of them said. Okay, Isaac had asked about a Brian and Banning. I guess this was them and I was meeting them up close and very personal. Yeah, since the other was now groping me. Very, very personal. Brian stopped long enough to gaze at me with this funny look I couldn’t place. “Ya be wanting us, me mate?”
“Oh, yeah,” I moaned as they did their best to drive me wild. They were hot and twins. Who wouldn’t want them? I mean, they were twins. Twins good. Especially when they were about five ten with bright red hair that was cut short but not too short where I couldn’t tell that their hair would curl if they grew it out. They had silver eyes that were almost iridescent and were getting darker. Trippy.
I heard people talking around us, not really paying attention when hands moved under my shirt. Then I froze. Did Brian say mate? I breathed in deeply and took in their scents. Shit. Yes, they were my mates. They smelled like fresh oranges and strawberries, a heavenly scent in my book. I’d never smelled anyone better. That had to make them my mates, right?
I started to pull away, but Banning tightened his grip on my shirt. “Ya be having a room in this house?” Banning asked me as they pulled me to my feet, those strange, gorgeous eyes pulling me in. Damn, that accent made me weak in the knees. “Because if not, I think we be biting ya with everyone here.”
“I–I’m in one of the guest rooms,” I stuttered, glancing at Isaac. He smiled widely at me and gestured for us to leave. Great, he wasn’t going to be any help.
“Go, go claim your mates and be happy.” He chuckled. I knew that laugh and sighed. It wasn’t the mean you’re so screwed laugh that comes when a friend is knee-deep in crap and it’s just too funny not to laugh at. It was the I’m so happy you’re happy kinda laugh. Except I wasn’t happy. I was about to shit a brick and run.
“Lead the way, me mate,” Brian purred and rubbed himself suggestively against me. Then they took off toward the main hallway by the front entrance, and it was move with them or simply be dragged along by them.
Talk about coming on strong! Yeah, that wasn’t adding to the amount of freaking out I was doing inside. But we needed to be alone to talk anyways. I wouldn’t have this discussion around my best friend and the twins’ brothers.
I was trying to figure out how to explain that this was happening too fast when we got to my room. And of course they started taking off their clothes, unbuttoning their collared shirts, and beginning to pull off their jeans.
“Stop, just stop!” I shouted as I covered my eyes. “There’s no way I can think if you’re both naked.” They were identical twins of gorgeousness, and just from the pale flesh exposed when they took off their shirts, I was rock hard.
“Why do ya need to think?” one asked in that sexy brogue. “Ya not want us?”
“I want you so much, but I don’t think in the way you mean,” I admitted, feeling like a Grade A douche bag. I couldn’t just hop right into mating, no matter how hot they were. I needed to think.
“Brian, he means he not planning to keep us, just have some fun with us,” Banning said quietly. “That all your mates worth for to ya? A little fun, some slap and tickle, and send us on our way?”
“That’s not what I said!” I snapped, removing my hands from my eyes because I felt silly standing there like that. “You’re going too fast. I can’t think. I didn’t even get your names before you threw yourselves at me. I heard Isaac say them and—”
“Threw ourselves at ya!” Brian growled as he yanked on his shirt and buttoned it back up. “Ya be our mate. We didn’t know we had certain rules to follow or games to play. Ya want us to court ya like some bonny lass before talking about a dowry?”
“That’s not what I meant—” I started to argue. I wasn’t implying they were sluts, but they did, literally, launch themselves at me. And since I’m not used to men jumping me, yeah, it was a shock.
“We wait six hundred and forty-three years to find our mate and this be what we get?” Banning shouted, throwing his hands up in the air in exasperation. “A mate who doesn’t want to mate and just wants to roll around in the hay!”
“Would you just listen to me?” I begged, feeling as if the floor that was already unstable was falling out from below me.
“We heard enough,” Brian sneered as he stormed to the door. “Have a nice life.”
“No,” I whispered as a pit formed in my stomach. I watched as my mates left without another word. What the fuck just happened? I just wanted to talk. Was that so wrong?
Our mate was in such pain that I didn’t even realize what I was going to do until I was already doing it. I stood and closed the space between us, taking his plate and setting it back on the table. Then I moved back to the bed. It wasn’t as soft as I would have liked, but the comforter and the pillows were soft and inviting, a pretty shade of green, too. I pushed Zane to lie down on one side of it before crawling on the other side.
“We stay on this side, no surrounding ya,” I said gently when he gazed up at me with questioning eyes. “No biting or claiming. We’re just gonna ease ya into getting comfortable with both of us near ya.”
“I don’t know how,” he whispered, his face filling with fear.
“Just like ya did earlier,” Brian replied as he joined me on the bed. “We make ya feel uncomfortable in any way and ya tell us. We won’t judge ya or get mad, me mate.”
“Okay.” Zane nodded and took a shaky breath, letting it out slowly as he relaxed back against the pillows on the bed. I was lying horizontally across the top of the bed as Brian sat toward the bottom, rubbing his hand up Zane’s leg in comfort. I moved my hands up his chest, scooting a little closer.
“We’d never hurt ya,” I said quietly as I lowered my face down to his. He nodded before tilting his head ever so slightly so his lips met mine. Just as it was earlier, the kiss was explosive for one so calm. I wanted to take everything so much further and fuck our mate into the mattress, but he needed gentle and slow. Neither were me strong points, but I was willing to try for him.
I moved my hands to the bottom of his shirt, giving him ample time to stop me. When he didn’t I slowly tucked my fingers beneath the cotton fabric and peeled it off of him, breaking the kiss for a second so I could get it over his head. Then I whipped off my own shirt and moved for more contact with him. Zane growled and deepened the kiss. I let him take control, knowing he needed it more than anything right then.
When his hips lifted, I glanced down and saw Brian had lost his shirt as well and was removing our mate’s pants. I felt a thrill of relief run through me. This could work. Our mate wouldn’t shut us out always as long as we were patient with him.
“Can I rim ya, me mate?” Brian asked in between kisses along Zane’s now-naked thighs.
“Yes please,” he groaned, his whole body giving a shudder, anticipating the pleasure.
“And I will blow ya,” I purred as I started licking my way along his collarbone.
“Okay,” our mate almost squeaked. I smiled to myself. That was a high pitch for such a big man, and we were the cause of it. That was a total ego boost. And I also realized if he’d had problems with too many people around him at once, then he’d never had two men please him at once. I liked that we were giving our mate something he’d never had before.
I really fucking liked it.
Brian moved between Zane’s legs, pushing them back and to the side so he could get at our mate’s hole. That was a sight I wanted to see very badly, but it would have to wait. Our mate needed slow and a little tenderness.
I kissed my way down his chest, stopping to play with his nipples a bit. I admired how they had become perky pink discs in his aroused state. Then I kept moving down, licking along every muscle and healing wound I saw. Zane was panting and moaning, his dark green eyes echoing the lust in mine and his head thrashing from side to side. His blond hair was damp, and I noticed some beads of sweat dripping down his temple. I knew he was getting close. Time to stop teasing him or I’d miss the whole show.
Moving his left leg back toward Brian and over me twin’s shoulder, I swallowed down Zane’s cock. He cried out and came up off the bed. If that didn’t make a man feel like a god, I didn’t know what did. I applied gentle pressure on his swollen, throbbing flesh. I wanted to do a cartwheel and the jig at the same time. I was finally getting to be intimate with our mate!
It didn’t take long for Zane to come. He tugged on me hair, which was also slick with sweat from my exertions, giving me the warning. I shook my head and sucked on him harder. He screamed our names and shot down my throat. I swallowed every drop, moaning in pleasure. I couldn’t even imagine how great his blood would taste if I enjoyed his cum this much.
When he was cleaned up, I pulled back off of him, his softening cock leaving my mouth with a loud pop. Brian was smiling at a job well done as he sat up, three of his fingers still inside of Zane. It seemed he ate our mate’s ass while fingering it as well. No wonder Zane was so quick on the draw.
Glancing up at him, I saw Zane’s eyes were wide, glazed over as he gasped for air. “Brian, fuck me,” Zane panted as he took my head and pulled me toward him. “I want to suck you off, too.”