Caught Between Hawk and Gunner (MFM)

The Howling Death MC 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 45,470
9 Ratings (4.3)
[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Contemporary Menage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]
Jackie’s looking for a new start. Hawk and Gunner weren’t looking for anything, but they sure as hell found her. Can they keep her?
Jackie’s life hasn’t been smooth, but she’s determined to find a new one with fewer bumps in the road. When her truck breaks down and she accepts a ride from two bikers, all of her plans are upended in a little dusty town in the middle of nowhere.
Hawk likes what he sees, but his partner Gunner is resistant for some reason. When danger is knocking at their back gate, the two men are tasked with keeping a close eye on Jackie. Could she be a spy for their enemy, or is she just an innocent bystander with enough baggage to kill a horse?
The three have to work it all out before their fighting leads to someone falling into the wrong hands. Hawk and Gunner aren’t letting Jackie go. Now, they just have to convince her.
Note: This book contains double penetration.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Marla Monroe is a Siren-exclusive author.
Caught Between Hawk and Gunner (MFM)
9 Ratings (4.3)

Caught Between Hawk and Gunner (MFM)

The Howling Death MC 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 45,470
9 Ratings (4.3)
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Cover Art by Les Byerley




Jackie locked the truck after taking one last look to be sure she had everything of absolute importance. She slipped on the much heavier backpack and started walking toward the next town.

The first mile wasn’t so bad. Yeah, she was sweating, and her crazy hair wouldn’t stay out of her face even after she’d stuck most of it under a cap, but all in all, a decent mile. The second one passed about like the first, but with a little more sweat and the pack was starting to get heavy.

By the fourth mile, Jackie was breathing hard and cursing the truck under her breath as she tried to find a dry place on her shirt to wipe the sweat out of her stinging eyes. Why in the hell had she thought she could walk eight miles?

At first she thought it was the heat making her ears ring, but once she stopped talking to herself, Jackie was sure she could hear the roar of pipes. Motorcycles. She turned to look over her shoulder, and a watery mirage of bikes appeared on the road in the distance, quickly eating up the road between them.

“Damn. There isn’t anything tall enough to hide me even if they haven’t already seen me. Maybe they’ll ride right by. I hope.” She turned and continued walking. “I’m screwed.”

Jackie knew the rumble as they drew closer meant more than four or five. When the ground beneath her feet began to vibrate, she steeled herself for whatever happened next.

Maybe I’ll get lucky for once in my crazy life, and they’ll just grin as they drive by. I won’t even shoot them the bird. All they have to do is keep on riding.

Two of the bikes passed her going slow enough they could have walked the damn things. When they turned, pulling off onto the side, stopping a good ten yards ahead of her, she knew she was in a world of crap. Two more bikes slow-motored past to stop on the edge of the road about five yards from her. The crunch of gravel behind her told her that at least one bike had pulled over behind her.

She stopped where she was but didn’t turn around. Instead, she slipped one hand into her pocket and pulled out her CAT punch, a hand held weapon shaped like a cat’s head where the ears were sharp points, and continued to look at the ground a couple of yards ahead of her. Deafening silence startled her when they all cut their engines at the same time. The only thing she could hear was the sound of her heart beating in her ears over the noise of her teeth grinding as she clenched them.

I’m so fucked!

The two bikers ahead of her hadn’t moved. When she risked looking up, she could see that they hadn’t removed their helmets either. That was good, she figured. If she couldn’t identify them, maybe they wouldn’t kill her. As long as she was alive, she would survive. That had been her motto nearly her entire twenty-nine years.

The two bikers who had stopped right next to her slowly pulled off their helmets. She had to roll her lips in over her teeth to keep from screaming at them to keep their helmets on. Instead, she made sure she didn’t turn toward them, watching them from the corner of her eye just to be sure they didn’t approach her. She had no idea what she could do if they did. There was nowhere to run even if she could outrun a bike. The CAT punch would probably only make them madder even if she managed to get one good hit in.

“That your truck back there, sweetheart?” one of the men next to her asked.

Good lord, his voice alone could cause a woman to climax. She wouldn’t even need to see his face or body. That deep rumble was enough to reach right through a woman’s clothes and rub her pussy to orgasm all by itself.

I’m so screwed.

“Yeah. It’s mine.” She had to swallow before she could even answer. Her throat felt drier than the lint screen on a clothes dryer.

“Need a ride into town?” the other biker asked. While his voice wasn’t as drool-worthy as the man next to him, Jackie still ended up with chill bumps all down her back.

It took a monumental effort not to shiver at the sensation. All she needed was for them to think she was scared spitless of them. Even though she was, letting them know it wouldn’t be good for her in the long run. She needed to remain calm and keep her temper in check. Pissing off a biker was stupid. Pissing off a biker with six or eight of his buddies around him was right on up there with the world’s stupidest criminal’s award. Oh, they called those the Darwin Awards, didn’t they.

“Yeah, thanks, but I’m good. I appreciate the offer though.” Jackie cringed at how hollow her voice sounded. Even a blond could hear the fear in it.

“Look, hon. It’s hot out here, and you’ve still got a good six or so miles ahead of you. Just climb on, and we’ll drop you off wherever you want. The garage is open, but it won’t be by the time you walk all the way there carrying that pack.” That deep voice had her squeezing her legs together. She almost missed what he was saying.

“Um, what time is it?” She couldn’t believe she’d just asked a biker what time it was. What was wrong with her? Where was her sense of self-preservation that had been working fine until a few seconds ago?

“Looks like about four. You’re soaking wet, and cowboy boots aren’t exactly good for walking long distances. You’ll have blisters before you get there. Hop on, hon.” She couldn’t help looking over to see what the man with the slow, smooth voice looked like.

She’d figured the panty-soaker voice to be the one farthest from her, and the smooth talker was the one closest to her. When she finally looked up and in their direction, Jackie couldn’t believe her eyes. Two of the most handsome men she’d ever seen sat straddling serious muscle.




As soon as they made it in the house, the men were all over her. They stripped her then gently bathed her in the tub before taking her to bed. Gunner spread her thighs with an almost desperate need in his eyes. The first touch of his tongue had her crying out in pleasure. She needed this. She needed them to take her and make her theirs. If they didn’t want her, she’d die inside. She sure as hell wanted them to want her.

“Babe, you taste so damn good. I was afraid I’d lose you.” Gunner returned to eating her pussy with a vengeance.

“God, Gunner. Please.”

She could only beg for him to help her reach that point. She wanted to come so badly.

“Not yet, sweet thing. You’re coming with us this time. Both of us.” Hawk kissed her, exploring her mouth then moving down to lick and bite at her jaw, neck, and earlobe. He sucked at the junction of her neck and shoulder, then nipped at it.

“I want you both. Take me. Make me yours. I don’t want to lose you.” Jackie couldn’t believe she’d allowed the words out.

“You already are ours.” Gunner moved up her body and sucked at her nipple before fitting his cock at her opening. “I’m going to fuck you deep and hard, babe.”

He pushed his way inside her. She was wet and ready for him, but he was thick and having to wiggle to get in her. She finally relaxed enough that he surged forward with a deep growl.

“Damn, babe. You’re so fucking tight I won’t last long.” He retreated and thrust again and again. Finally, he rolled her over so that she straddled him. He bucked up as she rose and fell with him.

“Hold her down while I get her ready, Gunner.” Hawk knelt behind her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“We’re making you ours. We want to come inside of you at the same time, so Hawk’s going to take that pretty little ass while I fuck your warm, wet pussy.” Gunner reached up and kissed her between the breasts. Then he was pulling her flat against his chest.

“Easy, sweet thing. I’m not going to hurt you if you relax. Hurting you is the last thing I ever want to do.”

Hawk rubbed something cold and wet on her asshole. He pressed his finger inward then pulled it back out. She wasn’t alarmed but knew that no matter how much he prepared her, it would sting. She didn’t care. She wanted them both and wanted to be theirs forever.

He added more of the cool lubricant and pressed in and out of her back hole several times before adding even more and adding a second finger. It burned, but not too badly. He fucked her with his fingers then forced more of the lube inside her. The next thing she felt was his cockhead pressing against her ass. She tried to relax her muscles, letting Gunner’s hands soothe her as he rubbed small circles against her back.

Hawk pressed harder, stretching her even as she tried to push out. When he finally popped through the resistant ring of her ass, she gasped and dropped her head to Gunner’s chest.

“There we go. Easy, Jackie. Just let us do all the work.” Hawk pushed all the way in with a soft curse while Gunner pulled nearly all the way out of her pussy. Then they switched directions, and she felt like a piece of cheese between two slices of hot bread.

They seesawed in and out of her until the pressure building was so close to exploding she couldn’t help but strain toward it. Her ass burned, but a strange sort of pleasure was escalating from it as well. She’d never known there were pleasure nerves in her ass before now. The guys sweated above and below her. Hawk grasped one hip with his hand and held on to the back of her neck with the other hand.

“Fuck but your ass is so goddamn tight, babe. Fuck but I’m not going to last.”

“Neither am I. She’s hot and wet and tight, and with you in her ass, it’s like forcing my dick through silly putty. I swear she’s going to strangle me.” Gunner cupped her breasts in his hands, flicking his thumbs over her nipples.

“Please, please not yet. I need to come so badly it hurts.”

“We’ve got you, sweet thing. We’re going to take good care of you from now on.” Hawk used both hands to hold her hips as he tunneled in and out of her ass.

She could feel the heat from Hawk’s body against her back. The burning sensation in her ass had given way to a strange pleasure that helped fuel her need to climax. She needed them to hurry and push her over. She didn’t want to be left hanging. Now with as good as she was sure it was going to be.

“I’ve got you, babe. Just relax.” Gunner put one hand between them where he moved his fingers until his thumb found her clit.

“Yes,” she hissed as he thumbed it, teasing it then pinching it between this thumb and finger.

Jackie erupted in pleasure, screaming in a high-pitched whine that even she didn’t recognize. The two men lost their rhythm and shouted out as they came, filling her body with their semen. The pleasure went on and on as they continued to fuck her until they lost their strength and collapsed beneath and behind her.

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