Having Faith (MFM)

Lone Wolf Lodge 4

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 35,400
7 Ratings (4.7)

[Siren Menage Amour: Suspense, Contemporary, Drama, Crime, Multiple Partners, Menage, Light BDSM Elements, Small Town, MFM, HEA]

Faith has been abused, terrorized, and sold to a pedophile in her short lifetime by the people she should have been able to trust. All she wants now is peace, and a chance to live her life feeling safe and free of pain and if possible be close to her step-sisters, the only people in the world that love her and she can truly trust. Was she asking too much?

Aston and Bo are instantly attracted to the tiny woman. But she’d been hurt so many times and had so many scars, both inside and out, they know they’ll have to work to get her attention and trust. It takes a near-tragic accident to get her to see them. Then they have to show her there is more to life than just working and breathing but first they have to find her stalker, or is it two separate stalkers?


Having Faith (MFM)
7 Ratings (4.7)

Having Faith (MFM)

Lone Wolf Lodge 4

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 35,400
7 Ratings (4.7)
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She stiffened when they got to the farthest booth, closest to the door. It was one of the half-circle larger ones, but this one had two of the most rugged-looking men Faith had ever seen in it. Both men were relaxing and talking with beers in their hands.

“You guys don’t mind if we sit here, do you?” Elisa asked.

Faith gasped and looked from them to her sister. “Elisa, you can’t just barge in…” she whispered frantically.

“I’m not. These are friends of Damon and Mack. The dark-haired one is Ashton and,” Elisa pointed to the other man, “that guy is Bo.”

“Have a seat, ladies,” Ashton said and swept his hand out.

Elisa pushed Faith into the curved bench far enough that Bo had to move his legs before she sat beside her sister.

“What can I get you guys to drink?” Damon asked as he stood on the side of the booth.

“I’ll take wine,” Elisa said, and then looked at Faith.

“Nothing for me. Thank you, Damon.”

They watched Damon turn and get engulfed by the crowd.

“So, who do you have with you, Elisa?” Ashton asked.

“This is my sister, Faith. She moved here and works at the lodge with me.”

Both men’s eyes roamed over her, taking in her baggy jeans and large shirt. As much as she tried to hide, they still caught glimpses of her soft, round hips and small breasts. Faith wore no makeup, but then she really didn’t need any. She left her long black hair loose down her back and used some of it to shield her cheek. She was definitely trying to cover up her femininity, and they were going to find out why.

“I was wondering what the guys were going to do for help at the lodge. I couldn’t see them letting Sophia and Becca work for much longer,” Ashton commented.

“You’re right about that. I think Jaxon and Aiden were close to a nervous breakdown, trying to watch over both women,” Elisa joked.

The two men chuckled.

“I can imagine,” Bo said. “Are you happy to be here, Faith?”

Faith unconsciously smoothed her hair over the side of her face as she looked over at him. “Um… yeah. I’ve only been here a few days though.”

“You’re working with a great group of people,” Bo told her.

She nodded and then looked down at her lap.

“Why don’t you guys tell her what you do,” Elisa said, trying to move the conversation along.

Ashton laughed. “We’re both firemen.”

Faith jerked her head up and glanced quickly at both before lowering her eyes. “That’s dangerous work,” she murmured softly.

Bo nodded. “It can be, but we train a lot and we’re careful.”

“Did you both become firemen at the same time?”

Ashton grinned. “Yes. That’s how we became friends. When we met we hit it off right away. We found out we had a lot in common and we’ve been friends ever since.

Faith looked at her sister for help with the conversation. Her heart tripped painfully in her chest when her sister stood.

“I’m going to go check on my wine. Stay here, and I’ll be right back.”

Before Faith could stop her, Elisa dove into the crowd. Within a second, she was gone. Faith drew in a nervous breath and turned her gaze to the men. Her breath snagged in her chest when she found both men staring intently at her.

She glanced around again for her sister and couldn’t see her through the wall of bodies.

“So, where did you live before you moved here?” Bo asked the quiet, nervous woman. They were thrilled Elisa had managed to get her to come to their booth. They’d watched her all night, and both were extremely attracted to her. Now they had to calm her down and try to make her less nervous.

Faith raised her head. “Um, Conrad. It’s a little over a hundred miles from here.”

Silence descended again, making Faith’s already crazy nerves spike. Her heart stopped in her chest when she caught sight of her sister in Damon’s arms on the dance floor.

A spear of pain sliced through her heart. Faith swallowed back her tears. She couldn’t believe her sister lied and ditched her. So much for hurt feet or wanting to talk to her with less noise.

Faith gasped and jerked her gaze to Bo and Ashton. God, no. Her sister wouldn’t do that to her. She wouldn’t leave her with two men she didn’t know. A sick feeling started to grow in her stomach.

She knew what she thought about since landing on the mountain was true. She was a burden to Elisa. Her sister didn’t want to be saddled with her, so she hoisted her off to two strangers.

“I… I’m so sorry,” Faith stuttered.

“About what, honey?” Ashton asked gently. He didn’t understand or like the look of panic and grief that filled her eyes.

“I’m… She shouldn’t have done that. I apologize.” Faith scrambled out of the booth before either could stop her. She raised both hands when they moved to get out. “Stop. I’m so embarrassed,” she whispered and flattened her hands against her cheeks.

“Hey, wait, why are you embarrassed?” Ashton said as he moved a little closer to the skittish woman.

“My sister didn’t want to look after me, so she dumped me on you.”

“Wait, that’s not what happened,” Bo tried, but he could tell she wasn’t listening.

Faith pulled her eyes from Elisa back to the men.

“Could you tell her…” She paused, pressed the fingers on one hand against her lips to hold back a cry, and took a breath. “Tell Elisa I’ll get in touch with her when I figure out where I want to live.”

Ashton stood but didn’t try to reach for Faith. She looked like she’d been ready to lose it, and he didn’t want to push her.




Bo gripped her chin to get her attention. “Easy, love. Stay still for us.”

Faith looked up at him with passion glazed eyes. “What… oh, God. Bo, what’s he doing?”

“He’s tasting that pretty pussy of yours.”

A sharp bite of pain fell on her clit when Faith tried to move away again.

“Stay still, baby. I’m just getting started,” Ashton murmured against her thigh.

Faith panted. “What…?”

Bo grinned. “Ashton smacked your clit.”

“What? Why?”

“Because he told you to not move,” he said and chuckled. “He was punishing you.”

Faith bit her lip to hold back a gut-wrenching moan. “That’s what you call punishment?”

“Not so much that as Ashton getting your attention. It’s like a friendly reminder.”

Ashton snorted at Bo’s words then raised his head to look at him. “I wish you could have seen the gush of cream that slid from her after the slap. I think our girl likes a bit of pain.”

She shook her head. “No. No pain, please,” she whimpered.

Bo ran his thumb over her cheek and waited for her attention to come to him. “We would never in a million years hurt you. What he means is the pleasure/pain you get from certain things. Like some women hate having their clits smacked while it turned you on.”

A minute passed as he watched her digest that information, then her eyes began to widen.

“What’s he doing?” Bo asked her when a look of alarm crossed her face.

“He’s pushing something inside of me. I can feel it stretching me.”

“Just one finger,” Ashton claimed from between her legs.

“Shit,” Bo cursed. “She’s that tight?”

Ashton grinned as he worked first one finger and then after a few minutes, he slid two into her. “Don’t worry. We’ll stretch her good. She’ll be able to take us.”

Faith tightened her grip on Bo’s shoulder and the sheet beneath them as Ashton then started to work a third finger into her.

“Oh, God. Please… I need,” she whined.

“We know what you need, baby,” Bo murmured against the top of her head as he watched Ashton reach for a condom they set on the mattress by her hip.

Ashton tried to take some deep breaths to calm his raging need to be inside his woman. After he got a little control back, he lined his cock up to her pussy and started pushing in. “There you go, love. I’ll give you the loving I know you want. Just lay back and relax for us. Let Bo hold onto you.”

Faith felt the invasion and tried to hold off the panic that she felt building. She struggled to prepare herself for the blinding agony that was to come.

Bo cupped her face. “Hey, what’s going on in that head of yours?”

Faith blinked back her tears. “I’m waiting for the pain.”

“What pain?” Ashton asked.

“This is when the real pain starts.”

Ashton glanced at Bo, then he froze with just his head inside her. “It would hurt you when you had sex with your ex?”

She nodded. “Yes, he pushed it in hard, and it always felt like he was tearing me on the inside.”

Ashton saw the worry on Bo's face.

“Faith, did your ex ever take the time to get you ready? You know, foreplay?”

She shook her head. “No, not really.”

Ashton relaxed but kept his teeth gritted against the need to sink inside her. “You won’t have that with us, love. We’ll make sure you’re ready to take us every time. Your ex was being a selfish bastard.”

Faith nodded and felt the band of fear around her stomach loosen.

Bo nodded to Ashton, who started pushing in slowly. He relaxed the more he got into her and the more desperate she sounded.

“Oh, Ashton. Please. Do something.”

“I am, love. This is the first time you’re taking me. I want to make sure I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I don’t care. I just need to come.”

He grunted. “I’ll make you come. Don’t worry about that.” After another minute, a groan tore from his mouth. “I’m in.”

Bo moved to let Ashton cover their woman while he loved her. He soothed her by kissing the top of her head and running his hand over the skin he was able to get at without getting in the way.

“Jesus, Bo, I’m not going to last that long. Get to her clit and help.”

Bo reached between their bodies and zeroed in on her swollen clit. Right away, he felt the difference in her body and knew Ashton must be feeling excruciating tightness.

“Oh, fuck,” Ashton groaned and pressed his mouth to her forehead. “Love, I need you to come for me,” he said as he pounded into her.

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