[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage, BDSM, MFM, HEA]
When Jade wakes up, she discovers she’s in a colossal nightmare and knows she’s not likely to survive it. She does everything in her power to stay alive, but she finds no one can fight the demented evil she’s been given to. She’ll do whatever it takes to die because she can’t take another night of torture at the hands of the monster.
When Isaac and Reid rescue Jade, they find her courage, strength, and beauty, pull at their hearts, unlike anything they’ve ever felt, and are determined to make her theirs as they help her recover from the sadist’s treatment.
They find it nearly impossible to get through the walls she’s built to protect herself and know if they can’t, they’ll lose her forever.
Jade woke up and found the room empty. In the week she’d been there, she’d never been left alone, and now that she was, she found that alarmed her more than she ever thought it would.
Before, she was used to being alone. Would she ever get to the place that she was strong enough to be by herself again?
At that moment, she needed to use the toilet badly, and she couldn’t wait for them to come back.
She was able to move around, but usually, one of the men was next to her, so she was extra careful about scooching off the bed. She kept her hand on the mattress to steady herself before she walked toward the bathroom.
“We’ll have to tell her,” Reid said.
Her ears perked up, and she stood just outside the bathroom door. The main door was cracked open, and they whispered so she wouldn’t hear them. If she hadn’t gotten up, she wouldn’t have.
“I hate that she’s going to feel scared or upset,” Isaac said.
“It has to be done. We can’t stay here.”
She pressed a hand to her mouth. They were leaving her, and she could feel herself start to panic. How would she take care of herself? God, the thought of being left alone was just about as terrifying as what she’d gone through.
“We’ll tell her when she wakes up,” Isaac said and sighed.
“Yes. I’m going to go down and get us some coffee.”
“I’ll be here.”
She hurried into the bathroom and shut the door before they saw her. She laid her head on the cool surface and tried to get her thoughts together enough to make a plan for herself.
A scream got stuck in her throat when Reid knocked on the door.
“Kitten, what are you doing out of bed?”
She cleared her throat. “I had to use the restroom. I’ll be right out.”
“Do you need help?”
She almost laughed. Why was he asking that when they were planning on leaving her?
“I have to start to take care of myself some time.”
“What? What are you saying?”
“I’ll be right out.” She hurriedly used the toilet, washed her hands, and brushed her teeth. She got her courage up to look in the mirror and almost cried out. She was pale and sickly looking. Her cheeks were concave from her loss of weight. Her hair looked like a rat's nest and was sticking up. It looked like it hadn't been washed in…shit. It had been in about nine days. It was greasy and dirty, and it looked disgusting.
Everything about her was disgusting, and she hadn't even looked at her back yet. She knew it was going to be bad, but she was holding out hope that it would look better after the stitches were out.
She wanted to turn around and look, but she had enough to deal with at the moment, and most of the bandages were still on. She’d look after they were gone.
“Let me help,” Reid said and reached for her when she opened the bathroom door.
She pulled away. “No, I can do it.”
“Bullshit, you’re already shaky.”
She let him helped and then breathed a sigh of relief when she was lying on her side on the bed.
She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths to calm herself. One minute at a time, she repeated until she was steady.
“What happened?” Isaac said when he walked into the room.
“I found her in the bathroom.”
Isaac came around the bed and set the cups down. “Baby, you can’t do that.”
“Why?” she asked without opening her eyes.
“Because you’re still too weak.”
She opened her eyes to see both men staring down at her in concern and knew that she couldn’t be angry with them no matter what. They’d been there with her every minute for the last week. She couldn’t, no, she wouldn’t, ask for anything more from them.
“I can’t get strong if I’m being coddled.”
“Give yourself time, baby.”
“I can’t. I have to learn how to take care of the new me.”
The men looked at each other and then back at her.
“I don’t understand,” Reid said. “What’s the new you?”
She tried to laugh. “The old me is dead. She died on a dirty mattress in a dingy room. This is the new me. I’ll never be the same, and I’ll never be whole.”
She shook her head. “It’s not. I’ll have emotional issues for a long time, and my body… It’s disgusting to look at, and I haven't even seen my back yet.”
Isaac sat down on the mattress by her legs and set his hand on her hip. “The physical part we’ll talk about soon, but in no way is it disgusting. The emotional part of this can be worked through with counseling.”
“I know. I was going to check into that when I got home.”
“Yeah, Moline. It’s time I went home.”
Both men scowled down at her. What did they expect? She had nowhere else to go.
“I don’t know what you want from me,” she yelled in frustration.
She tried to push them away from her and tried to escape their loving, but they just tightened their grip on her and continued to torment her.
“God damn you,” she bellowed and hit Reid on his shoulder. She got even madder when he just chuckled and then thrust a finger into her tight cunt.
“Ahhhh,” she screamed.
“Do you like having Reid in your pussy, baby?”
She shook her head.
“Really?” Isaac glanced down at Reid. “She says she doesn’t like you in her cunt.”
“Oh, kitten. We both know you’re lying. Your cream is sliding from your cunt and drenching my hand and the sheet under you. Just for lying, I’m going to make it worse and add a finger.”
His fingers worked themselves into her, and the stretch and burn made it nearly impossible for her to think straight.
They were taking over her senses, and she didn’t have enough strength to fight them.
Isaac cupped her cheek. “Look at me, baby.”
She tried to pull her face from his grip and slap his hand, at the same time begging them both to stop her torment.
“We’ll give you what you need, baby. But first, we need you to let go. Give yourself over to us so we can start healing.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
She arched and screamed when Reid’s hand lightly slapped her clit. “You do know what we mean, kitten. You’ve been trying to close yourself off from us for days, and we’re not having it.”
“I don’t know what you want me to do,” she cried and tried to kick him.
“Try three fingers, Reid.”
“Wait! Noooo.” She cried out as what felt like a huge object was pushed into her cunt, almost but not entirely throwing her over. “Goddammit, I hate you both.”
Isaac continued to kiss and suck at every part of her he could reach at the same time Reid finger fucked her and lightly flicked his tongue against her clit. Both would stop when she got close to flying.
She had no idea when she started to cry, but she still fought them and her own pleasure.
Nothing she did would stop or slow them down. They knew how to touch her to get her to the place she needed to be.
“She’s still fighting me,” Reid told Isaac. “You know what we need to do.”
“Do you think she’ll be able to handle it?” Isaac asked.
“Yes. I’ll get her ready.”
Isaac nodded and turned her to face him at the same time she felt her legs pushed up and wide, and she couldn’t see anything because he blocked Reid.
“What’s happening?” she asked.
“You’re fighting us, so we’re going to push you a little.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Don’t worry about that. We just want you to feel.”
“I already feel too much,” she complained.
“Well, it’s not enough to get you where you need to go.”
Her eyes widened as she felt something breach her asshole. “Wait! What is that?”
“It’s only my finger, kitten.”
“It’s too much.”
They both chuckled.
“Oh, it’s not nearly enough,” Reid told her. “Ahhh, damn. You took one very well. Let’s try two.”
“Have you ever had someone in your ass?” Isaac asked.
She shook her head.
“Unless you say the word red, which will tell us to stop, we’re going to keep going. If you do tell us that, everything stops for the night and we’ll leave you on the bed and crash on the floor.”
Her eyes widened at Isaac. “You can’t do that.”
“You wanna bet?” he said and smirked.
“She’s taking three, man.”
Isaac looked down at her body. “Holy shit. That’s hot.” He turned to look at her. “Do you feel how he’s stretching you?”
She nodded and tried to concentrate on his words, but her body was turning against her and was demanding more.
“Reid, give it to her. She’s still fighting it too much.”
“I think she needs both of us. Slip on a condom and pull her onto your chest while I get ready.”
She was jostled when Isaac turned on his back and lifted her onto his chest. She felt him between her legs, and then his cock started to slide into her cunt.
He gripped her hips when she started to slam down on him. She needed something she didn’t understand or know what to ask for, but she was desperate and begging and crying for more.
“We’re going to give you more, honey. Lie still for a minute.”
“What’s happening?” she asked when she felt pressure on her asshole.
“Reid is working his cock into your ass.”
“He can’t. He won't fit. You’re in me already.”
“Yes. But if we do it right, you’ll take both of us and not feel real pain.”
“It burns, Isaac.”
“I know, honey. Relax and push out. Remember, you can always say red if you want it to stop.”
A part of her wanted to yell the word, but the biggest part of her wanted, no, needed, to feel them both inside of her. It was something she never contemplated before, but at the moment, she knew she needed them desperately.
Both men murmured words of encouragement and love as Reid continued to work his cock into her.
All three moaned as Reid thrust the last few inches into her.
She lay between them, shaking and digging her nails into Isaac’s shoulders.
“Please, start moving. I can’t take anymore.”
“You’ll take everything we give you, kitten.”
They both started to move but at a slow pace, and no matter how much she pleaded with them, they wouldn’t speed up.
The tension she’d had inside of her grew and tightened painfully until she was crying.
“That’s it, baby. Give in. Let out everything you’ve been holding inside of you.”
The tension broke, making her cry out and start sobbing uncontrollably. She had no idea how long she cried. All she knew was the men stayed still and caressed and spoke softly to her as she rode out the emotional storm.
She collapsed against Isaac’s chest.
“That’s it, kitten. We’re so proud of you.”
She was so wrung out that she couldn’t move, but she still felt the buildup of passion they had yet to appease.
“Let’s do this,” Isaac said.
She grabbed ahold of Isaac as both men started to seesaw in and out of her. They slowly got faster and thrust harder into her until she snapped and screamed.
She thought she must have passed out because the last thing she felt was both men fucking her, and then one of them was washing her between her legs.
“Easy, kitten. I’m just about done. Just relax against Isaac and let him hold you.”