[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Historical Fantasy/Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, werewolves, HEA]
Elizabeth Stuart thought she couldn’t hate the Duke of Norfolk any more than she did. After he wins her in a bet and she’s forced to live in his castle, she learns she was wrong. Penniless and distraught, she moves in, vowing to make him pay. Richard Albert has loved Elizabeth for so long. When her father asks his help in protecting Elizabeth from the evil sorceress Pondora, he agrees wholeheartedly, not knowing Elizabeth’s father lied about why she’ll be staying with him. Now she thinks he’s evil incarnate. George Albert’s not happy his brother brought Lady Elizabeth there. Considering the danger that lurks in Castle Norfolk’s dungeon, she’s no safer with them. But after seeing how much Richard loves her and realizing she’s the woman of George’s sexual dreams, whom he so desires, he changes his mind and plans on making every one of his erotic dreams come true. Soon these three get caught in a web of deceit, sex, and love. Little do they know Pondora has figured a way past the castle’s enchantment and intends on executing her deadly curse.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Jessica Frost is a Siren-exclusive author.
Elizabeth continued to search, opening doors to empty rooms or storage areas, until she came to a door and, upon opening it, was surprised to see a man sat on a chaise longue reading a book.
“I’m terribly sorry. I thought this was the door leading outside,” she said blushing, trying to close the door behind her.
He instantly stood up, a look of shock plastered on his face. His wide eyes just stared at her while he remained silent. Then he broke eye contact and cleared his throat.
“It’s quite all right.” He approached her with a bright smile. The sparkle in his sharp eyes looked familiar and she lost her breath for a moment. “You must either be Lady Elizabeth or her sister, Ann.”
He took her hand and bowed, bringing her hand to his warm lips. Never breaking his fixed gaze on her, he continued, “But from my brother’s description, you must be the beautiful Lady Elizabeth, no doubt.”
Her cheeks warmed at his compliment and she couldn’t help but stare back at him in a trance. His beautiful azure eyes bewitched her, as did his full lips and strong chin. When she finally acknowledged in her mind she had been gawking, she immediately lowered her gaze to the floor in embarrassment. Words to reply came languidly as time seemed to stop. After taking a shallow breath, she said, “I didn’t realize the Duke of Norfolk had a brother.”
He chuckled. “Younger brother who gives him more headaches than he’d care to have, I’m afraid. Perhaps that is the reason he never mentioned me. My name is George.”
“Oh, well, your brother and I haven’t really spoken often, or for long. We’ve barely conversed.”
His brow lifted in apparent surprise. “Really? And yet here you are, Norfolk Castle your new permanent residence.”
“That, my lord, is your brother’s doing, not mine. I had no say in this arrangement he and my father made.” Her anger rose.
“Ah, yes, the supposed bet. Yes, yes, I had forgotten about that.” He walked around her tapping his index finger on his pursed lips while he looked her over like a prize.
It was obvious the Duke’s brother had his same rude manners and disrespect for women. Yet surprisingly a part of her found George’s admiring attention flattering. Before she could open her mouth to put him in his place, he remarked, “What if there were no bet, my lady?”
“Pardon me?” She frowned, not understanding his question completely.
“What if there really were no bet? Would you have come to live here just the same?” he asked as he came to stand before her a mere few inches away. She could swear she heard his heart beating for how close he stood. His virility seemed to intoxicate her that instant.
“If there were no bet? Well, of course I wouldn’t.”
“Ever!” she reiterated with a firm tone.
“Even if your life were in danger?” George said, inching his face closer to hers while his gorgeous eyes fixed on her lips.
Her lips throbbed under his hungry stare and her voice cracked. “No, not even then.”
He broke his gaze then and frowned. “I see.” He turned and walked to the window, staring outside with a blank, far-off expression for a moment.
Feeling awkward, and disappointed he had diverted his attention elsewhere, she made her way to the door. “I’m sorry for interrupting you. I’ll be on my way now.”
He turned to look at her. “Where was it you were headed, my lady?”
“I was trying to find the door that led to the garden outside. I saw it from my bedroom upstairs and wanted to take a leisurely walk in it.”
“It’s a beautiful day outside and the perfect time for a walk in the gardens.” He walked up to her and extended his arm for her to take. His brow lifted and a smile spread over his lips. “If my lady would allow me the honor of showing her our prized gardens, I’d love to show them to you.”
Blushing once more, she replied, “I don’t want to be a bother, my lord. You were reading when I interrupted you.”
“Yes, and the book was dreadfully boring. I’d much prefer the company of a beautiful lady.”
Her brow lifted in warning at his wording and he laughed at his gaffe. “I mean I’d much rather accompany a beautiful lady to see our gardens than read a boring book.”
She looped her arm through his. A tiny shock, when her hand made contact with his, traveled through her arm and targeted her chest. Her breath caught in her throat and her legs became weak for a second.
He pulled her in closer, wrapping his arm around her waist, and began to guide her through the door into the corridor.
Being so close to him as they walked made her palms sweaty and her mouth dry. She wished the lump in her throat would dislodge so she could begin to breathe again. Her bodice tightened on her breasts as she tried to expand her chest to take in air. Then an uncontrollable, arousing urge she had never before experienced overcame her.
In fear of the unbounded excitement surging in her body, she desperately wanted to break free from him and run in urgency.
Elizabeth took the glass Richard offered her and gulped the liquid down quickly while she stared at him with sultry eyes over the rim of her goblet. She glanced at the food, sighing. “It all looks delicious, but I am not very hungry, I’m afraid.”
Richard frowned. “The meat does not appeal to you. Would you have preferred beef?”
She laughed after swallowing. “No, the food looks delicious. But I’d prefer hearing more about George’s lewd dreams.”
George grinned and stood up. He came to her chair and lifted her up. She giggled as he walked her over to the other room. It was the master bedroom that housed a very huge bed in the center of a wide, rectangular room. “How about Richard and I show you what happened in those dreams?”
Richard followed, not far behind. Even though George had never told him about his dreams, nor had Elizabeth, he could imagine how hot their lovemaking had been in them, for he’d had the same dreams about Elizabeth ever since he laid eyes on her years ago. They had often left him wet and sleepless afterwards.
Perhaps something magical was behind the dreams. Maybe someone used the dreams to bring them all together. It sounded preposterous, indeed. But after what he saw that Merlin was capable of doing, he realized anything was possible.
One thing was for sure. The dreams may have brought them together, but their love was a godsend. They were meant for one another.
As Richard smiled at the thought, he saw George had placed her on the bed. She stared at him in silence, waiting. He began to undress before her. She followed his every movement with her approving gaze.
Richard did the same, and when she gazed at his cock as it sprung open out of the confining trousers, it seemed to twitch, to say, “At your service, my lady.”
He smiled and came to the bed stark naked, bending down to kiss her lips with demand for so much more. She wasted no time in bringing her probing tongue into his mouth to caress his.
While Richard kissed her, George set out to undress their beautiful maiden. First, he removed her stockings and petticoat then asked her to turn to her side so he could untie the lace closing in the back of the gown. He slipped it off her with Richard’s help.
After a few minutes’ time, there she lay naked, her legs purposely wide open so he and Richard could behold her pussy in great detail. Her pert nipples pointed upward. God, but he couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to fuck her now. He looked at George to see if he wouldn’t mind if he made love to her first.
George nodded then came to rest beside her on the bed, kissing her lips and working his way down to her breasts. With his tongue, he circled one areola while his hand teased and fondled the other nipple. He switched from one breast to the other, suckling the nipple, pulling it gently between his teeth or pinching it between his thumb and index finger.
Richard walked over to the bed, never breaking his stare at Elizabeth. She was a virgin. This would be her first experience. It was best he took things slow and made sure the pain of breaking the threshold would be minimal. The last thing he and George wanted was for her to remember how painful the first time was. He wanted her to remember it being the best experience she had ever had.
He bent to kiss her ankles, working his lips, tongue, and fingers up her left leg in slow, seductive movements. He sensed gooseflesh form under his touch and she widened her legs when he got to her cunt. Bringing his lips to her clit, he sucked it gently first, then circled it with his tongue.
He felt it throb with his ministrations. He then circled her outer pussy lips, rubbing his tongue from side to side over them. She moaned and he slid his tongue into her wet cunt. The salty taste of her excited him. He continued to play with her until he sensed she was wet enough. He moved up, bringing his legs on either side of her.
Giving her a reassuring smile when George moved to the side so Richard could enter her, he promised, “I’ll take this slow, my love, so it will hurt only a little.”
“I trust you completely, my love.”
Hearing her call him “my love” back made his heart pound in his chest and butterflies flutter in his stomach. She loved him as much as he loved her. And he was sure she loved George equally as much.
Bringing his stiff cock to her cunt, he rubbed the head back and forth for a minute or two. Then he slipped it into her passage a mere inch and slipped it out, and repeated the movement over and over again, lubricating her.
George resumed fondling and licking her breasts while he gazed every once and a while at Richard’s movements. Seeing what he was doing to Elizabeth must be exciting his brother as much as him seeing George play and adore her breasts.
When she moaned with pleasure as George gently tugged at her left nipple, Richard saw it as the perfect time to slip completely in her. He asked, “Are you all right?”
She nodded, smiling, but remained motionless a few seconds. He didn’t dare move for a bit, either. He waited until she contracted her pussy around him, signaling him the pain had subsided and pleasure returned.
He slid out of her and slowly slipped back in. He continued this movement, going deeper and faster each time while she followed each of his thrusts with her own.
His heart drummed in his chest as he approached his peak. It beat so hard and fast that he could hear it in his eardrums. As she rubbed his ass with her hands and she squeezed his cheeks, pushing him deeper into her, chills of arousal formed all over his body. He thrust into her faster and harder as she moaned in pleasure with each movement.