Cowboy Boots and Uncensored Behavior (MFMM)

Cowboy Boots 6

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 72,002
4 Ratings (4.8)
[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Quatre Romantic Suspense, M/F/M/M, voyeurism, paddling, sex toys, HEA]
The enemy is attacking from all sides.
Maria Rodriquez shadows the Longhorn division. As a trained operative, she handles destruction at a distance, but she doesn’t know the devastation of scrubbing blood off hands that just won’t come clean.
One adversary is down, but another one is waiting to strike.
Scott Zelmore has waited years to reconnect with Maria and jumps at an opportunity to help the Longhorn division even an old score. On a mission destined to change his life, Scott teams up with operatives Drake Davenport and Cade Livingston in an effort to eliminate a South Texas gang.
When the smoke clears, only their love for one another will stand the test of time.
A formidable underground unit enemy emerges as soon as the operatives think they’re in the clear. Explosive consequences leave the underground unit looking for more revenge than ever before and in the midst of personal trials and collective struggles, a new love forms.
Note: This book contains double vaginal penetration.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Natalie Acres is a Siren-exclusive author.
Cowboy Boots and Uncensored Behavior (MFMM)
4 Ratings (4.8)

Cowboy Boots and Uncensored Behavior (MFMM)

Cowboy Boots 6

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 72,002
4 Ratings (4.8)
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Cover Art by Les Byerley
Loved Scott Cade Drake and Maria. ,,,, they were hot together! !! Very sad parts, and I cant wait to follow their story!!! Will this unit ever catch a break?This was fantastic! Bring on Mannys story
donna b buccella




Scott remained calm. Cade was locked in with communications. This was not the way it was supposed to go down. They were supposed to drive by the compound, unload about fifty yards from the main gate, not a damn mile from the place!

“What’s going on?” Cade leaned forward from the back.

“The drop changed.”

“This is fucked up!” Scott slammed his fist against the dashboard. He turned around in his seat and glared at Cade who shook his head once.

Had he been in on this? No, he shook off that ridiculous notion.

Drake cleared his throat and gained Scott’s attention. They locked in a knowing exchange, an exchange operatives were taught when they couldn’t rely on anything more than eye contact.


Maria sped by them. They took a sharp left.

Ten-nine. Eight-seven. Six-five. Four-three. Two-one!

He pressed his lips tightly together. Drake did the same.

Drake gave a hard nod. They opened their doors, rolled to the ground, shook off the shock from the fall, and ran like hell.

The screeching of brakes and clamoring of horns rang out behind them.

“Damn you, Zelmore!” Riley’s rage pounded in his ears.

“At least communications isn’t faulty,” Drake said, running at his side.

“What’s going on?” Brock yelled.

“Zelmore. Davenport. They’re on the fly.”

“Fuck! I told you this would happen!” Brock’s fury resonated through Scott’s earpiece.

“Come on, Papa Bear. Let the boy have some fun.”

“Who is this?” Brock demanded. “Manny is that you?”

“Surely you didn’t think I’d stay all doped up and miss out on the fun.”

“Where the hell are you?”

“Close enough to smell the enemy’s blood,” Manny said.

“Manny, this is Scott. Stand down, man. We got this.” Surely to God, he wasn’t there in Texas.

“Chill, buddy. I’m still in bed, but I got your logistics covered.”

“In that case, rock on, brother,” Drake said, turning to Scott. “He’s the best in the business and we need him.”

“You don’t have to tell me.” Scott sprinted toward the Rodriquez compound.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Brock’s cursing collided with Jett’s empty threats of flying to Vegas just to kick Manny’s ass.

“As long as he isn’t on meds, we’re good to go,” Drake teased, pausing behind Scott as he used a small pair of pliers to cut a manhole in what would soon become a boundary marker for the others. “We probably need to worry about the bedside entertainment he ordered.”

“Psht!” Scott laughed. “She’d have to be some kind of woman to distract him when a mission is in motion.”

“Shouldn’t you be worrying about someone other than me, Davenport?” Manny asked.

“Crue, Gabe, are you still with us or did you turn tail and run after you caught wind that the great Manny Mancini was on board?” Brock’s sarcasm filled the line.

Crue, one of two shadows from the US-West division, said, “That’s affirmative. We were giving the boys time to work out their differences.”

“Manny, don’t intervene unless you catch something Crue and Gabe miss. Got it?” Brock’s firm voice came across loud and clear.

“I’m starting to think you wrote me off as dead because I was too much trouble when I was alive.”

“What are you now, some kind of supernatural creature?” Brock snapped.

“That’s what the women tell me,” he said in that raspy Southern voice.

Laughter filled the lines of communication and Jett grumbled, “This coming from the man who is still using a bedpan.”

“Get focused now!” Brock yelled. “Maria’s ETA?”

“I’m here, Brock.”

Scott crawled under the fence and came to a sudden halt. He whipped around and strained to see her headlights at the driveway. “Maria, are you at the gate?”

“Stay off the line, Zelmore,” Riley said. “Maria, what do you see?”

“Two guards at the gate just waved me in. They’re watching television.”

“No stops?” Riley asked.

“Isn’t that unusual?” Scott asked.

Brock groaned. “This is a plane crash waiting to happen.”

“Answer me, Maria. Is it unusual for them to wave you right on in?”

“Scott, no! Damn it!” She released a hard breath. “I can’t do this. Let the authority handle communication. If you don’t, you’ll get me killed!”

“Fine, I’ll ask the questions. Maria, this is Cade. You shouldn’t have been waved in. Look around. Pay attention to your surroundings, baby. Tell us what you see out there.”

“We’re callin’ her ‘baby’ now?” Manny laughed.

Crue’s and Gabe’s muffled chuckles filled the lines, too.

“Brock, do your damned job and keep my team off my back!”

Drake mouthed, “That could get her fired.”

“I could only be so lucky,” Scott mumbled.

The lines then were eerily quiet. Scott took off at a dead run. He dashed between bushes, leapt over an electric fence, rolled around a tree, and sidestepped his way through an advanced electronic infrared red-line security system designed to pick up body heat.

Drake stayed right with him until they met their match with a couple of Dobermans and he fell behind crossing the back lawn.

“Shoot the damn bastards,” Scott said, annoyed because he couldn’t hear anything more than the barking.

“Your landlord is stirring.” Manny was all business then. “Lights in the third bedroom, top floor, four over from the left. Shadow in room two, ground floor.”

“How’d you see that off-site before we caught the signal?”

“I’m good, Candy,” Manny boasted. “That’s why I’m backing up my team tonight. I trust no one with their lives.”

Scott smiled to himself at Manny’s revelation. Truth told, Scott felt a hundred percent better going into a warzone with Manny working logistics.

“I’m in,” Maria whispered.

She was already inside the compound? Scott came to an abrupt halt and checked over his shoulder. Drake stayed a few steps behind him.

“Something is off. Somebody should’ve stopped her before now, if for no other reason except to announce her arrival or at least make a little small talk.”

“Oh my God, no.” A very agonized voice filled the line. “Brock, Riley, Jett, we’ve got a major problem here.”




Scott had always been a greedy lover. He rose over her like a wave ready to collide with the shore. He clasped her hands above her head and pushed the weight of his cock inside her, pounding out a nice rhythm as soon as he locked his cock between her clenching walls.

Her body welcomed him, milking his dick with a tight clench she couldn’t control, but Scott would soon take the lead. He nodded his head and granted her the sign she desired and a sizzling sensation shot through her channel. She screamed out in orgasmic pleasure after only a few hard strokes, clamping down on his cock when she jackknifed into a seated position.

Scott dropped her hands and tucked his hands under her ass. He met her thrust for thrust, pounding inside her until they were breathless and spent. His cock twitched violently inside her walls until he swore under his breath.

He reluctantly rolled away and Drake took his place, dragging her over him so she could find her seat and take a quick ride. His long, hard width parted her folds and she quickly established the pace, grinding against him so the friction between them tickled her clit and set her in motion all over again.

“Gorgeous girl,” Scott muttered from the side, looking on with a new lust rising.

Cade observed from the left and pinched her nipple at just the right time. “Come, vixen.”

With gained permission, she clasped her hands behind her head, undulating in a heavenly experience as Drake clutched her hips and drove into her, pounding and pounding until she yelled out his name. She hollered for more as she rode him faster, savoring his hard length caressing her inner muscles, stroking with fervor.

“God yeah!” Drake’s outburst and expression sent her over the edge once again.

The look on his face was one of sheer pleasure. She tipped her head back and released a shattering, “Ah yes!”

His cock danced inside her pussy. He tapped nerve endings and tight tissues, tearing through her channel like a man on a mission, a mission he couldn’t abandon until every shot was fired.

“Oh God yeah, this is good,” she whispered, tilting her head even further and shivering as her hair tumbled across her shoulders.

Drake came screaming out her name as well. His release made him jolt upright and he pulled her against him, twitching inside her as he smothered her mouth in a heated kiss, a kiss that left her lips bruised and sore, yet hungry for much more.

“Come here, baby,” Cade rasped, pulling her away from Drake and tucking her body under his.

As if he had something to prove, he cupped her face with both hands and slipped inside her one inch at a time. “I don’t see Marianna when I look at you. I see the woman you are.” He screwed his cock tighter inside her walls. “I see the operative who had my back, the fighter you’ve become—ah God, Maria—I see the woman you are when you’re with me!”

They fucked then like they had all day, all night, and two or three hours past midnight. He set a rehearsed pace. He stroked her two times, pulled out, thrust inside her again and abandoned her clenching cunt once again.

Her pussy heated, convulsed, and squeezed as he pushed deeper and fucked harder, pounding out a nice hypnotic rhythm. In the distance, the footsteps pounded up the steps and down the hall.

Cade touched her forehead, peeling away the moist strands of hair before kissing away her concerns, her obvious fears of being caught right smack dab in the middle of the act.

Their bodies slapped in tempo. Their hips rolled in time.

She cried out his name and locked her legs around his waist. He pushed in and forced his cock out, leaving her to clench at empty space. A masculine and guttural growl resounded and he threw his weight forward, penetrating her then with a finishing thrust, one that left him jerking violently inside her.

At her ear, he breathed, “Come baby. Show me how that sexy body moves with mine.”

The Donovans knocked on the door. Cade slammed inside her pussy. They yelled something about the time and Cade damned them for daring to interrupt them.

She frantically fucked him, pushing up from her heels and rotating her hips right and left, left and right until she had nothing to give, and everything to gain.

Their screams were ignited by the warnings from the other side of the door. And when they came together again, the fucking was endless, the dominance was clear.

Cade rose over her like a giant, using his knees to part her legs. He bit down on his lip, guiding his cock to her pussy again. He then set a short-fucking rhythm that left her bucking in pleasure and whispering his name.

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