[Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, public exhibition, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
Lisa Winthrop-Zanier appears to have it all—a princess by all regards. Unfortunately, life isn’t always as it seems. Her father is on the brink of financial ruin due to the Merrick men, who have acquired the family business. The rumors as to why are affecting her reputation. Adding to Lisa’s woes is the fact that her best friend, Kennedy Van Camp, wants to terminate the application she submitted to Safeword LLC. Why? Lisa’s placement is with Owen and Landon Merrick—the men who stole her father’s company. Not willing to give up her desire to experience the lifestyle, Lisa begrudgingly goes along with Kennedy’s choice of Dominants and finds a whole new world awaits her.
Upon discovering the reason for Owen and Landon devastating her father’s life, Lisa finds herself at a crossroad of loyalty. She has a choice to make—kneel and serve or retain her crown.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Peyton Elizabeth is a Siren-exclusive author.
50/50: "The Safeword LLC novels, while they can be read as standalones, are certainly best read in order as there are snippets within that give a little away of what to expect in the near-future release. In this story, however, the reader is presented with Lisa, a seemingly prim and proper society girl whose career involves charities and trust funds. The princess moniker certainly fits. Yet, behind closed doors, her inhibitions slide off as easily as her bra and she’s ready for pleasure. The Merrick men are intense, powerfully and sexy. Between the two of them, they have interests in anal play and electric stimulation, which although hardly graphic it may startle a gentle reader. I found myself wondering throughout the story how in the world Lisa would be able to truly trust these men, knowing they pulled a hostile takeover on her father’s business, even though they left her father quite the retirement fund. I also wondered how there could be peace between daughter and father, knowing this relationship was occurring. So, as I read through the story this was a resolution I keenly sought, knowing the happily ever after wouldn’t apply if not. However, our dear author was able to wrap up issues and conflicts quite nicely, and make it easily believable, without leaving loose ends or cheesy conclusions. Brava, Peyton Elizabeth! It is just one more example that I’m truly loving this series." -- Bella, Fallen Angel Reviews
“What are you doing?” Lisa asked in a hushed tone. She’d wrenched her arm from him, but Landon studied her closely. Her breathing was labored, her pupils were dilated, and she kept glancing down at his mouth. Did she want to know what he tasted like? He knew the exact moment when she found her bearings—she started to fiddle with her ring. Why hadn’t he noticed that before? At first, he thought she fidgeted because of nerves. Now he could see she did it to give herself grounding. “Better yet, why would you show up here when you know the press is going to eat this up? You ruined my father’s reputation. Are you now after me?”
“Yes.” Landon answered honestly. He knew right away that she got his true meaning. “Are you going to submit, princess?”
An audible gasp escaped her succulent pink lips, coated with a glistening gloss he’d give anything to taste. Her gray eyes widened, and he noticed that her lashes were curled to perfection. Landon couldn’t wait until she was in his bed, her hair tousled and lipstick smeared. He wanted her wanton and wild, begging for more.
“Kennedy told you?” Lisa whispered, her hands clasping in fists. “She had no right.”
“She had every right,” Landon responded. “You told her you didn’t want your application retracted. She honored your wishes and offered you as our submissive to train, just as she offered you us as your Masters.”
“I don’t want you two,” Lisa said defiantly, crossing her arms and slipping her tiny fists underneath her arms. “I’m going to meet with Kennedy on Monday to discuss another placement. I’m sure once she’s given time to see why this wouldn’t work, she’ll chose another—”
“This will work. Your experience within this lifestyle is practically nonexistent. Trust is paramount. You wouldn’t feel comfortable handing over your body to anyone else, let alone your heart and soul.”
“Trust?” Lisa asked, her disbelief evident. “You have the audacity to stand before me and speak of trust? We’ve known each other for years, yet that didn’t stop you from destroying my father.”
“And did you ever give the reasons why a second thought? Does that reconcile with how you viewed us both? Maybe you don’t want to know the truth. I know that Owen made several attempts to contact you. You sat across from me during those meetings as well, never once looking me in the eye.”
“And why would I do that—so that I could see the gleam of conquest within them? No, thank you.”
“Ask me,” Landon ordered, deepening his voice to see how she would react. He was pleased to hear a slight hiss as she inhaled, reacting to his command.
“Why?” Lisa demanded, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cloudy gray eyes stayed connected with his, almost as if she were begging him to give the right answer. “Why would you do that to me…to my father?”
Landon’s heart constricted at hearing the pain in her voice, knowing she thought they had done this to her and not her father. She would never know the real reason, for he knew that it would break her. But what he could do was make damn sure she knew that they hadn’t done it to hurt her.
“The company was going to be acquisitioned regardless of who did it, Lisa. We made sure that your father had enough funds left over to survive. No one else would have been that lenient. Now—ask me why we would go to those lengths.”
“But you didn’t,” Lisa said, shaking her head. “He was left with the country house, but no money to cover the expenses. In all likelihood, he will have to sell it.”
“You may want to question him on that, Lisa. Remember that trust is paramount to the type of relationship we are seeking. We will never mislead you, princess. Now, ask me why we would go to those lengths?”
Lisa shook her head, almost as if she were afraid to know the answer. Owen had finally made his way over to them, losing James in the process. Landon was relatively sure James was close by, though. He watched his cousin come up behind her and knew the instant she felt his presence by the widening of her beautiful eyes.
“We made sure that your father was left with enough money because we didn’t want you to worry about his future. You were our primary reason for making sure he didn’t lose everything.”
Lisa slowly shook her head back and forth, as if she could deny their words; thereby, making them nonexistent. Whatever lies Zanier was filling his daughter’s head with were about to be extinguished. She might not accept their word at face value right now, but she would come to trust them. It was only a matter of time.
“You have until Monday,” Landon said, wanting to finish this discussion as people were starting to take their seats for dinner. “Discuss things with your father, have a conversation with Kennedy, and whatever else you need to do to validate your decision to submit to us. We’ll be waiting, princess.”
“Stand and walk over to me.” Owen waited while she did his bidding. At first, she found herself reaching for her ring, but caught herself in time. Lisa slowly reached behind her and clasped her wrists. Her nipples immediately puckered, and the dull ache that encompassed her pussy turned into an all-out throb. “Landon mentioned that you know the rules of accepting our touch. No movement, although I would love to hear your cries for more. I am going to use one finger, and you will come when we say you can come. The benefit of you not experiencing an orgasm before is that it gives us the ability to control them. We decide when you receive pleasure and when you receive pain.”
Lisa felt like she was going to hyperventilate. He hadn’t even touched her, yet her body felt pulled toward some precipice about to fall. They had the ability to affect her in a way no one else ever had. He spoke of pleasure and pain, yet she couldn’t wrap her mind around the last part. It also was in the back of her mind, as she was focused on him, that he said he was only going to use one finger. She’d been involved with a couple of men in her lifetime, and if they couldn’t give her an orgasm with their cocks, how could Owen do it with just his one finger?
“Spread your feet shoulder width apart,” Landon said, his deep voice next to her ear. He’d come up behind her and his hands on her arms let her know he controlled her movement. “Accept what we give you.”
Lisa bit her lip when she felt Owen’s index finger glide through her folds. She blushed at the realization that she was dripping wet with anticipation. His pad rubbed her clit momentarily before returning to her entrance. Slowly, he pushed his finger into her pussy. Her hearing suddenly seemed distant as she stood still and received his stroke. Landon reached around her and took one nipple in his fingers and gently rolled it.
They were gradual with their touch, which somehow made her body tighten even more. She wanted them to go fast, but remembered that she was only to receive. Lisa relaxed against Landon’s chest, allowing him to hold her weight and greedily took what they provided her. Owen dragged his finger out of her pussy and used her cream to slither his finger over her clit in small circles. His movements were as slow as Landon’s were, yet her response was instant. When he pressed harder, Lisa couldn’t prevent her hips from pushing forward to receive more. All contact ceased, and she was bent forward with Owen holding her neck.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
“Are you to move?” Landon asked, his voice cutting through the blood rushing through her ears. His palm was now rubbing her ass where his spanking had landed. It had all happened so quick, that Lisa wasn’t sure what to think. “Are you to decide how we touch you?”
“No, Sir!” Lisa cried out, her hands now on Owen’s knees.
Their touch had felt so good. How was she to prevent her body from taking over? It was then that she realized her ass was producing spasms around the plug. The sting had turned into a warming sensation and she wouldn’t have minded more. Elation filled her as she recognized she was more turned on now than she’d ever been.
“Lick your cream from my finger, and then you may stand and resume your position,” Owen demanded. Lisa had never tasted herself. She lifted her head and opened her mouth, accepting the strong tangy taste of herself, licking the cream from his offered finger. When Lisa was back in place, Owen gathered more cream and proceeded to manipulate her clit as before. Landon’s fingers found their place around her nipples and began to roll the nubs in the slow manner she had become accustomed to. As she fell back into that trance, Owen continued speaking. “You have asked us to take over your body. You have relinquished all control to us. You have no responsibility but to just exist.”
Exist. That was it, Lisa thought. As they took her higher and higher to a place she’d never been, she finally felt like she existed—and it was wonderful. Although they never increased their speed, Owen manipulated her clit in tiny circles while Landon started to extend her nipples. The different sensations made her want to move, but the lingering warmth on her ass reminded her that she was to just feel. Her hearing became faint as tiny flashes of light started to appear behind her closed eyelids.
“Do not come yet, princess,” Landon murmured. His breath was hot against her ear. “Let us carry you farther.”
Lisa wasn’t sure that was possible, but she tried to stem off the wave of pleasure that seemed to be taking her over. A small electrified current started to run up the inside of her left leg. The longer Owen stimulated her clit in the same dreamy manner, the higher the undercurrent ran. Something cut through the rushing sound in her ears, and she realized that the cries were coming from her.
“That’s right, princess. Let us hear you.”