Hearts on Fire 1: Serefina (MFMM)

Hearts on Fire 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 54,466
50 Ratings (4.8)
[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]
Serefina Martelli headed home with hopes of healing her heart. After losing her first and only lover, a firefighter, in a fire, and sustaining burns herself as a survivor, it’s been difficult. Coming back to a family of first responders and a supportive community by the ocean seemed perfect. She didn’t expect to become the desire of three men, or the obsession of one serial arsonist.
Ace, Ice, and Bull, firefighters with Ladder 19, have been at a loss since losing their brother Marco in a fire. They did everything together, including serving in the Marine Corp.
But now, they are drifting apart, and the hopes of finding a woman to complete them and keep them close seem impossible. They meet Serefina at separate times and instantly know she is the one. They failed to protect their brother from an arsonist, but given a second chance, can they protect Serefina from one?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Dixie Lynn Dwyer is a Siren-exclusive author.
Hearts on Fire 1: Serefina (MFMM)
50 Ratings (4.8)

Hearts on Fire 1: Serefina (MFMM)

Hearts on Fire 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 54,466
50 Ratings (4.8)
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Cover Art by Les Byerley
Loved it! Awesome! You had me crying from the beginning! It's going to be another awesome series. Keep up the good work! Can't wait to read the 2nd book!
Awesome book, but then just about anything Dixie writes is good!! I love the fact that all 4 of them had trust issues to work through but they kept at it. Can't wait for the other books in this series.




The bright sun was blocking her view of the man’s face. He was huge. Not just big, but wide like a linebacker, filled with muscles and tall. Taller than her brothers by inches.

“Yes, I’m okay.”

“You’re bleeding.” He leaned down and reached for her leg. The moment his fingers touched her skin and she locked gazes with his big blue eyes, she gasped. He was gorgeous to boot.

She pulled her leg away, and attempted to get up. He touched her shoulder, against her skin. She was shocked at her body’s reaction. “It’s okay. I won’t hurt you,” he stated.

She swallowed hard. “I’m fine. I didn’t see that damn wooden stick in the sand.”

He helped her get up, his hand was big enough to wrap around her arm and then some. Where the heck was he from anyway? She had never met a man so muscular, good looking, and tall. It was intimidating to say the least. She placed her hand over her eyes to shield away the sun.

“Thanks. I’m fine, really.”

He looked at her ankle. “You’re bleeding.”

“It’s not the first time, and I’m certain it won’t be the last. Thanks again.” She started to walk away, thinking that she would head down to the water, take off her socks and shoes, and let the saltwater run over the cut and wash away the blood.

“They have a running track, you know. It’s a lot safer.”

She thought he sounded full of attitude. She glanced over her shoulder, and he followed her.

“Listen, I grew up around here. I ran this same route for years before there was a track. Thanks for the advice.”

She knew she sounded snappy, but what the heck? It was like the man was reprimanding her. He did look older with dirty-blond hair, big blue eyes, and lines etched in his forehead. He had to be about thirty, and he had tattoos on his arms. Was that a Marine Corps tattoo?

Her ankle was stinging as she looked at how far of a walk it was from where she stood to the water’s edge.

She trudged onward.

“You’re going to wash it off by the water?”

“That’s the plan,” she said over her shoulder. He continued to walk with her and she looked down seeing more blood drip from her ankle. As the sand hit the cut it burned.

“Let me help you. I know first aid. I think clean water would be best. She looked up toward the top of the beach from there she would still have to walk to the nearest water fountain or washing station set up to clean off feet before exiting the boardwalk.

“This stinks. I was really enjoying my run.” She debated what to do.

“Allow me. You can’t keep getting more and more sand in that cut.”

He scooped her up into his arms as if she weighed nothing at all, and she gasped, grabbing onto pure steel.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m going to carry you up to the top. There’s a water station there where you can wash off this cut instead of getting more dirt and sand into it. Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

“Well, I don’t even know you. I don’t appreciate you just scooping me up and carrying me.”

“Sorry. It’s force of habit. I know first aid and I’m used to carrying things long distances including up several staircases, although I can hardly even feel you in my arms you’re so petite.”

She stared at his tattoos, the bulging muscles, the smell of soap and sweat. The man was definitely good looking and her body reacted. Then her mind kicked in with guilty thoughts. I can’t be attracted to him. What about Matt? So easily I can forget about him?

“So you said you’re from around here, where do you live?”

“Not far from here, how about you?”

“Not far from here either.”

They were both holding back information. Well it was better that way. After he got her to the top of the beach, she would never see him again.

“I’ve never seen you running this route before? First time?”

“Running?” she replied.

“Hell no, honey, I can tell that you run. You’ve got great legs.”

“Maybe you should put me down?” she asked, feeling a bit more uncomfortable yet still highly giddy at the fact that he noticed her toned legs. She kept in great shape and worked out with Matt a lot. She swallowed the lump of emotion in her throat.

He tightened his hold. “Can’t do that, miss. I’d hate to think that you could make that cut worse. Remember, I’m a professional.”

The stairs to the boardwalk and the water station were in closing distance to where they were.

“Professional what?” she asked, and he chuckled, climbing the steps with ease and bringing her to the water station. He set her down gently on the small bench. She began to untie her sneaker, and cringed at the blood-soaked sock.

“I’m a firefighter.”

She stopped what she was doing. Her eyes widened and she had to turn away. What were the chances that the first guy she bumped into who flirted with her wound up being a firefighter?




She was overwhelmed at the amount of skin, muscles, and sex appeal surrounding little ole her. She covered her eyes with her hand and started breathing heavily.

“Easy, baby. Slow down and just breathe. We’ll go slowly.”

She uncovered her eyes.

“You’re all so gorgeous, so muscular and big. Then there’s all the tattoos. It’s intimidating,” she admitted.

Ace chuckled and so did Ice and Bull.

“Don’t be intimidated, just think how well protected you’ll be in our arms,” Ice stated.

“And well loved,” Bull added.

“And filled up in every hole,” Ace said.

Her eyes widened and he smiled.

“Grab the condoms,” Ice said to Ace, and then they moved her lower on the bed so that she was closer to the edge.

She didn’t tell them that she was on the pill. She couldn’t even speak she was so aroused and needy. She was going to have sex with three men. Three outstandingly handsome, sexy men who individually could rock her world. She must have had a death wish, because she knew that once they made love, she would never be the same again. In fact, nothing would ever compare to these three men wanting her.

“Nice and easy, love. Are you ready for me?” Ice asked.

She nodded her head as she reached up and ran her hands up his chest. Her fingers touched the steel skin and she trailed a finger over the Marine Corps symbol and then the firefighter helmets. There were four firemen’s helmets together, each representing his brothers and him.

“I need you so, baby, Serefina. Your body is incredible, your sweetness amazing, and I want all of you. Give me all of you.”

“Yes,” she whispered, holding his gaze as he pushed the head of his cock between her wet folds. Serefina widened her thighs as he sunk in deeper. He felt so hard and thick, and there was an inch of pain. “Oh,” she moaned.

“Easy, baby,” Ice whispered as he tried pushing deeper. Then Ace was there manipulating her breasts, tweaking her nipples and then pulling the buds until they were as hard as pebbles. She moaned as a gush of cream lubricated Ice’s cock, sending him deeper into her cunt. He pulled back slightly as he ground his teeth and then shoved in all the way. She moaned again, holding on to his shoulders as her sensitive nipples scraped against the dusting of hair on Ice’s chest.

“That’s it, Serefina. God, you’re gorgeous, and so giving,” Ace stated, reminding her that he and Bull were present and that they would want her next. Another gush of cream released from her body and Ice thrust faster. He kissed her deeply as their bodies slapped against one another in the heat of passion. Over and over again, he would pull out and thrust back into her before stealing another deep, sensual kiss.

“Ice.” She called out his name as she counterthrust up and Ice growled her name.

“Serefina.” He grunted and then thrust three more times before exploding inside of her. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her skin, her neck and collarbone, and then her cheeks and lips.

She grabbed his face between her palms and kissed him back, feeling his cock soften inside of her. Slowly he pulled out and smiled.

“Amazing. You’re amazing.”

He pulled her against his side and lay there holding her until Ace began to caress her back.

She looked at him and he smiled.

“We’ve never done anything like this before. We only dreamed about meeting someone we felt comfortable with and someone who pulled us together again. It’s you, Serefina. I need you now, too.”

Ace caressed her thighs and then lifted her hips so that she was on all fours on the edge of the bed. She knew what he was going to do. She wanted them any way they wanted her.

“I want you, too,” she told him, and he pulled her hips back so that her ass hit his belly and she could feel his thick, long cock under her pussy. He rubbed back and forth, causing her pussy to lubricate itself and then she felt his fingers there. Ace plunged two fingers into her from behind making her grip the sheets as her legs shook with anticipation and uncertainty.

Then she sensed Bull in front of her and when she looked up, she saw the seriousness in his brown eyes, the tattoos across his chest and shoulder and of course the thick, long cock he held in his hand and was bringing toward her lips.

She gulped.

He caressed a hand over her hair as Ace pulled his fingers from her cunt.


“Never sucked cock before either?” Bull asked, sounding out of breath.

“No,” she moaned just as Ace began to push his cock into her cunt from behind.

“Easy now, let me in, and don’t fight it. I know I’m thick and big, and you’re a tiny thing, but I’ll fit. We’re meant for one another. Isn’t that right, baby?” he asked, petting her back and then her ass as he pushed his cock deeper. She felt the tip of Bull’s cock by her lips and a hunger like no other came over her. She wanted to give them everything they wanted. She wanted to please them, to let them into her heart and damn it, she wanted into theirs, too.

“I need it,” she said, and then licked the tip of Bull’s cock making him grip her hair tighter.

The feel of him restraining her aroused her. She suckled part of his cock in and twirled her tongue around the base before drawing him in deeper.

“Oh fuck, Serefina. Holy shit.”


The slap to her ass cheek came out of nowhere, causing her pussy to explode and her to moan loudly, dropping Bull’s cock with a plop.

“Fuck,” Bull repeated and then Ace thrust into her balls-deep. She gasped and sought out Bull’s cock again as she thrust her ass backward against Ace’s cock.

In and out Ace stroked her pussy with his cock as she sucked Bull’s faster. Bull gripped her hair to pull from her mouth when Ace thrust into her again and again.

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