[Siren Menage Everlasting: Erotic Menage a Quatre Paranormal Romance, M/F/M/M, reverse harem, shape-shifter, HEA]
After being beaten, stabbed and almost raped by a man she’d been dating, Sage Garland lives in fear when he got off on a technicality. With the trial over and her life threatened, Sage applies for a job at the new Louis Bed and Breakfast in Ambrose, North Dakota.
Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.
Sage couldn’t believe how many people had shown up for breakfast. Thankfully, she’d prepared enough food to feed an army, or she might have ended up embarrassed. As soon as she placed a platter of bacon, eggs, sausages, toast, hash browns, and pancakes on the table, it was passed around until there was nothing left. She was working on the ninth, or was that the tenth platter, when all conversation ceased.
She turned to see what was going on, but when she saw that everyone was staring at the doorway, she spun around and ended up staring as well. The three biggest, handsomest men she’d ever seen stood just inside the doorway to the massive kitchen/dining room, and they were gazing at her.
Sage swallowed audibly, nervously, quickly turning back to the stove in time to save the bacon from being burnt to a crisp. She cursed under her breath as she reached for the tongs and another empty platter. What the hell is in the water in this town? All the men she’d met were extremely muscular and handsome. She’d never seen so many good-looking men in one small area and wondered what the draw was. Why are there so many handsome men living in and around the surrounding county of Ambrose, North Dakota? Is there something wrong with them that they have to hide away? Why aren’t they all living in big cities like other males? And why the hell are they sharing a woman between them?
Sage mentally shrugged as she used the tongs to lift the bacon from the grill plate and put them onto the platter to drain on the paper towel. When she’d finished with that task, she hurried to the microwave to get the large bowl of cheese scrambled eggs out and finally took the rest of the pancakes, hash browns, and warming toast from the oven. After placing the food on the massive platter in an artful display, she lifted the heavy dish and turned.
“Let me help you with that.”
Sage gazed at the massive chest in front of her, gulped, sucked in a deep breath, and lifted her eyes up and up and up some more. As soon as she looked into those intense green eyes, she knew she was in trouble. Her traitorous body responded to the sexy masculinity standing right in front of her. She didn’t protest when the heavy serving plate was taken out of her hands, and when he turned away from her, she stood there like a frozen statue as she gazed after him.
“Come and have a seat, Sage,” Elsa called out as she shoved to her feet. “You’ve been cooking for ages and haven’t eaten yet.”
When she went to open her mouth to speak, heat crept into her cheeks when she realized it was already open. She quickly closed it before licking her lips and nodding as she slowly walked toward the dining area. The timber table was extendable and right now was pulled out to its fullest length. There were enough chairs to seat fifty people, but only half of the spaces were filled.
“Here, sit next to me,” Elsa said as she patted the cushion of the chair next to her.
Sage glanced at Preston Louis, one of Elsa’s men, nodding her thanks to him. The last time she’d carried food to the table, Preston had been sitting next to his woman. He’d obviously been ordered to move so Sage could take his seat. Normally she would have protested, but right now, she was relieved to have another woman sitting beside her. She sank into the seat gratefully with a tired sigh, trying to ignore the three handsome newcomers.
“Sage, this is Bladen, Cason, and Daxon Fox. Guys, this is Sage Garland, our new chef.”
“Hi, Sage.” Bladen smiled at her.
“Welcome to Ambrose, Sage.” Cason nodded.
“Pleased to meet you, Sage.” Daxon winked.
“Hi,” Sage replied breathlessly before clearing her throat. She tried to ignore her racing heart, the excited fluttering in her belly, and her damp palms, but it was so out of the ordinary for her, it was difficult. As soon as Elsa had finished the introductions, she’d shifted her gaze down to her empty plate and kept it there. Yet she was highly aware of the three men watching her so avidly. Bladen was seated on her right, and Daxon was sitting next to him. Cason was sitting directly opposite her. From the corner of her eye, she watched as the three men began loading their empty plates until they were piled high.
She tensed when Daxon leaned closer to her. “What would you like to eat, Sage?”
When she heard a low rumbling sound, she lifted her gaze to his and frowned. “Did you just growl at me?”
“Uh.” Daxon glanced across the table to Cason before meeting her eyes again. “I think that might have been my empty belly you heard.”
Sage’s frown deepened. There was no way in hell someone’s belly grumbled that loudly. Yes, she heard stomachs rumbling quite audibly, but not like the sound she’d just heard. It had reminded her of an angry wild animal. She almost laughed as she wondered if being in the back of beyond made men more animalistic. Her humor quickly faded when she remembered how animalistic and evil a man could be. The excited fluttering in her belly changed to nervous fear, and even though she tried to control it, her heart rate and breathing sped up.
Sweat beaded on her brow, under her arms, between her breasts, and on her back. She closed her eyes, counting as she inhaled and exhaled, trying to control the panic taking hold.
When a large hand landed on her back between her shoulder blades she flinched, shrieked, and lifted her arms to cover her head, whimpering and gasping for breath.
“Hold on to me, sprite,” Dax ordered.
Sage hadn’t been aware of him moving, but when she glanced his way, she saw he was on his knees at her side. She placed a hand on his shoulder, and when he tapped her calf, she lifted her foot. He pulled her jeans and panties off over first one foot and then the other as Cason caressed her bra straps over her shoulders and down her arms.
Her first instinct was to cover herself, but she ignored it. She wanted this, and soon these three handsome, muscular men were going to be touching and kissing all over her body—at least she hoped they would be—and she figured she needed to get over her shyness in a hurry.
“You’re so fucking tiny and beautiful,” Bladen rasped out as he grabbed his shirt behind his neck, pulling it off before dropping it on the floor. He unsnapped his jeans, lowered the zipper, and shoved them down over his hips and thighs before kicking them away.
Sage held her breath as she stared at his broad shoulders, muscular pecs, and bulging biceps. He and his brothers were the sexiest, handsomest, manly men she’d ever seen, and they were about to become hers.
She squeaked when Bladen scooped her up into his arms, causing Cason to release his grasp on her shoulders, and carried her to the bed. As he placed a knee on the mattress he lowered her down to the bed before climbing up near her feet. Dax and Cason got up on either side of her.
She was panting shallowly with nervous anticipation, and while she tried to regulate her breathing, it was an impossible task. All three of the Fox men were eying her body over hungrily.
Dax cupped a cheek, turning her head his way before leaning toward her and pressing his lips to hers. She moaned, her hand landing on his chest, her fingers and palms tingling as she touched him warm skin. She opened her mouth to Dax when he swept his tongue over her lips, groaning as he delved into her mouth, their tongues swirling and gliding against each other’s.
She cried out when Cason cupped a breast, kneading and molding her flesh before lightly skimming his thumb over her hard, aching nipple. Bladen smoothed his hands up and down her legs, starting near her ankles, toward her knees, and higher still.
Sage parted her thighs, spreading them farther apart, eager for more. So much more.
Her whole body was aching with a fiery need, and she knew that the hunger wouldn’t be appeased until Bladen, Cason, and Dax had claimed her as their mate.
Dax released her lips, kissing his way down her neck toward her breasts. She groaned when he swirled his tongue around her ruched areola and cried out when he and Cason both drew her nipples into their mouths at the same time. She arched her chest, trying to get closer and more pressure on the throbbing peaks, but they either didn’t understand her silent plea or ignored it. They were being so gentle with her, too gentle.
Sage felt as if she’d gone insane if they didn’t do something soon.
Both men released her nipples from their mouth, their hands caressing over her bare goose-pimpled skin. When the mattress dipped between her thighs, she lifted her head from the pillow, gazing down toward Bladen. He met her gaze as he situated himself on his belly between her thighs before lowering his gaze toward her pussy. Heat suffused her cheeks as he stared at her exposed sex, but she never once took her gaze from his face. She wasn’t about to give in to her embarrassment no matter how much she wanted to.
She groaned when he blew warm breath over her wet aching folds as he met her eyes again. Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he lowered his head and licked her.
Sage’s heavy eyelids drooped, and then she was crying out as he swirled his tongue around her engorged aching clit. Arching her hips was a reflexive action she had no control over. Bladen hunkered down lower onto his belly, wrapped his arms around her thighs, splaying them wider, and then he began licking her in earnest. His tongue lapped up one side of her labial lips before licking down the other.
She whimpered when he rimmed her dripping pussy hole with the tip of a finger before slowly pressing it in. Her internal muscles clamped down around his digit, and she moaned when he started pumping it in and out, going deeper and deeper each time.
Sage’s legs began to tremble as the fiery ache in her womb and pussy intensified. She’d never known such pleasure was possible and craved more. So much more.
As soon as his finger was embedded all the way, he paused, lifting his mouth from her pussy and his gaze up to hers.
“Have you been with anyone, baby?” Bladen panted between each word.
Sage licked her lips, trying not to wince when he twisted his finger inside of her. She began to wonder if she would survive making love to three men one after the other since she was already feeling pain with just his finger inside of her.
Sage began to wonder if she’d bitten off more than she could chew.