[Siren Menage Amour: Menage, Multiple Partners, Contemporary, Small Town, MFM, HEA]
Conner and Trace Holmes’ anxious search for their little sister, Grace, and cousin Lily, has finally come to an end. Thankfully, they find them both healthy, happy, and in ménage relationships. Something the men desperately want someday for themselves. The girls also live in a town the men dream of and want to make their home.
With the girls safe, they are able to devote themselves to the business Logan, and Jack started for the family before they got there.
Amy Dobson has spent three years of her life, hiding her true self to keep the job she desperately needed. That is until Trace and Conner move into town and see right through her disguise.
Can Amy find the courage to fight against the bigotry in the town to keep the love of the two men she quickly fell for? Or will her life go on as it always had, lonely and dismal.
Conner reached up and pulled the pins from her hair and let her long hair fall around her shoulders.
“Jesus, woman. You’re beautiful.”
Amy shook her head. “No, you don’t understand. I can’t look nice.”
“Why the hell not?” Trace snarled in confusion.
“I like my job, and there are some people on the city council that don’t like certain aspects of this town. I’ll be fired if they think I’m having a relationship with two men.”
Conner crossed his muscular arms over his chest and shook his head. “You can’t be fired, baby. That’s discrimination. You could sue them.”
“You don’t know them. They have a lot more money than I do. I couldn’t fight them.”
“So, you’re going to let a few bigots tell you how to live your life?”
Amy stared up at Conner and slowly nodded. “Yes,” she whispered.
Conner studied her expression and then sighed and took a step back. “Trace, let her go.”
Trace growled and pressed against her clit one more time before pulling his hand away. He held her steady until he knew she wouldn’t collapse before he went to stand by his brother.
“We’ll leave you. For now,” Conner said. “But we want you to think about everything you could be missing out on. This is one of them.” He gripped the back of her head and lowered his, took her mouth, and kissed her with devastating force, showing her without words the pleasure they could give her.
Trace instantly took Conner’s spot when his brother took a step back and gave her his passion. He gently bit her lower lip to open her mouth. When she gasped, he dove in and swept her mouth with his tongue. He kissed and tasted her until her knees grew weak again.
He raised his head. “We could give you so much more, Amy. But we’ll leave you. The last thing we want to do is make you sad or fearful.”
Amy pressed her fingertips to her lips and nodded. She needed to let them go. It was the right thing to do, no matter how much she wanted to scream to come back and make love to her. God, they’d just met and she already craved them more than she had anything else in her life.
She heard the door close and made her way there. She locked the door and then rested her head against it and tried to control her passion, induced tremors.
When she felt stable, she gathered her things, turned off the lights, and made her way to the back door. She walked the four blocks to her house and let herself in. She dropped her bag by the door, locked it, and walked into her bathroom to start a shower.
She gasped when she looked into the mirror. The men had her so hot and bothered, she’d forgotten her glasses and that her hair was down.
Her mind was going in circles as she stared at herself without really seeing anything.
She thought about the things they said.
Had she planned to never date out of fear that the town council would fire her? God, she was only twenty-six years old. Far too young to be a spinster. Especially since she always dreamed of having a family of her own.
Their words the day when they offered her the job ran through her head.
“Miss Dobson, we don’t know if you’re aware, but this town has… issues with morality.”
“What?” She remembered the shock. She wondered if the men were for real?
“I don’t really want to go into it because it sickens me, but there are relationships in this town that a city official, such as the librarian, should never be involved in. It’s technically not going to be in your contract, but I will tell you if we find out you’ve turned against us… well, there are several librarians out there that would love your job.”
“Yes, sir. I understand.” She hadn’t known what to say. She wanted to ask if any relationship would get their approval, but at the time, she needed the job too much.
Since then, she’d tried very hard to make herself look as unappealing as possible. For three years, she’d watched her friends in relationships and marriages while she’d always been in the background. Always envious. But knew she couldn’t take the step she needed to drop her camouflage and let the people really see her. She didn’t want to temp the council to fire her for anything. She didn’t have a lot of choices. She only had a bachelor’s degree, and most towns and cities demanded she have a master’s to be able to run a library.
She thought she had done so well disguising herself until that day.
Those men had seen right through her. No one in the three years she’d worked there had seen the real her. But those men noticed her fear and discontent. They made her feel like a woman again, something she hadn’t realized she missed as much as she did until that moment.
“I need you both so much. Don’t make me wait.”
Conner grinned. “We’ll take care of you. Just lay back and relax.” He moved down the bed, taking her silky shorts and panties with him and tossing them to the ground. He used his shoulders to separate her legs to accommodate for his size before settling in. He gripped her hips and lifted before he lowered his mouth to her sopping wet pussy.
A scream tore from her mouth at the first swipe of his tongue through her drenched slit.
Conner used his thumbs to separate her cunt lips and then sucked her clit into his mouth.
Trace pressed down on her stomach when she bowed off the bed. “Easy now, love. Let Conner have his fill, and I’ll start by tasting your pretty red tits.” He pushed her shirt up and off. His hand instantly went to her breast while his mouth zeroed in on the nipple closest to him. He sucked firmly on it before he pressed it against the roof of his mouth.
Amy squirmed as much as they let her and one cry after another slid from her mouth. Her hands gripped each man’s hair and held them to her, making them both chuckle.
Her sight dimmed when Conner slid one of his big fingers into her cunt, pulling out and then pushing in two. He pumped inside her for several moments while he sucked on her clit.
She could feel the vast wave of desire building inside of her, and she didn’t think she’d survive if it grew anymore. She tore her mouth from Trace to drag in one frantic breath after another.
“Conner, she needs to come. Do what you need to. She’s been at her peak for too long.”
Conner nodded. He pulled his wet fingers out of her cunt and slid one down to her sweet asshole. Without any waiting, he speared one into her ass until it couldn’t go any further.
Her shock was apparent when she gasped, her body stiffened, and her eyes grew huge. That was all it took to throw her over. After a long moment, her screams finally faded, and she laid limp underneath them. Her body jerked when Conner pulled his finger out of her tight hole.
Trace grinned down at her. “That answers one of our questions.”
Amy slowly opened her eyes. “What?” she asked dazedly.
“If you’ll like your ass played with.”
“Had you done that before?” Conner asked.
She shook her head. “No.” She wouldn’t tell them she’d thought about it often after hearing her friends talk about it.
“Sweet. I’ll be the first one to fuck it then,” Conner said and then chuckled when she whimpered.
Trace had moved away to shuck his jeans and pull on a condom. “Then, I’ll be the first to slide into her tight cunt.”
Conner moved off the mattress to give Trace some space and to wash up.
Amy spread her legs to cradle Trace between her thighs and wrapped her arms around his neck. He rested on his elbows, framed her face with his hands, and bent his head to kiss her. He lifted his head when they were both breathless.
“You tell me at any time if you feel pain. Just say stop, and we’ll talk about what’s wrong.”
He was a tad worried. He was larger than normal and had women in the past complain about his size. He made sure she hadn’t seen his cock, so she wasn’t apprehensive and would stay relaxed, but she would be able to tell his size as soon as he started to dive into her.
Amy clutched at his shoulders and nodded.
Trace reached between them and aligned his cock up to the entrance of her pussy.
She felt the width of his cock, and her eyes widened. When he was only a few inches in, she dug her nails into his back and whimpered out her distress.
Trace bent and kissed her lips gently. “Shhh, you’re okay, love. I’ll go slow. You can take me.”
He stopped a few times when she stiffened and made a sound. He penetrated her bit by bit until he was seated all the way in her. He lifted up and studied her face.
“How are you doing, love?”
Amy exhaled and nodded.
Trace smiled tenderly and wiped the drop of sweat from her brow. “I’ll ride you slow and easy this time. If it gets overwhelming, tell me.”
She nodded again.