Her Colorado Wishes (MFM)

Spirit, Colorado 3

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 37,695
32 Ratings (4.4)

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, spanking, sex toys, HEA]

Five friends. One basket of sex toys. How to win? Tell the best sex story of all time.

Hannah Warren returns to her hometown fourteen years after high school to find few things have changed in Spirit, Colorado, especially her feelings for Wyatt and Austin Cahill. Unfortunately, they want the one thing she can’t give them—children. Fearing that they will look upon her with pity, Hannah doesn’t tell them her secret and does her best to keep her distance.

Wyatt and Austin will not stand for her keeping them at arm's length, and intentionally seek her out, doing what they can to convince her they belong together. But what happens when they find out the family they always wanted was not meant to be?

Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

Note: The books in this series share an external story arc. Though not mandatory, we highly recommend reading the books in sequential order.

All 5 Spirit, Colorado books must be purchased in the same transaction in order to receive the 20% discount. Books purchased individually do not qualify for this discount.

A Siren Erotic Romance


Peyton Elizabeth is a Siren-exclusive author.

Her Colorado Wishes (MFM)
32 Ratings (4.4)

Her Colorado Wishes (MFM)

Spirit, Colorado 3

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 37,695
32 Ratings (4.4)
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Cover Art by Les Byerley
This is the 3rd in the series and they keep getting hotter!
Loved this series!!



Wyatt and Austin had already claimed a booth near the window and were watching her as she neared the entrance. Their penetrating eyes were still that deep brown that seemed to warm her soul, making her want to stay wrapped up in their gaze. Knowing she couldn’t have them the way she wanted made her stiffen her resolve to get this over with. Opening the door, she walked to where they were seated.

Slipping inside the booth across from them, Hannah placed her purse to her side in order to give her hands something to do. She concentrated on removing her gloves one finger at a time, hoping they would be the ones to start the conversation. Wyatt, always the more observant, helped her out.

“It’s nice to see you, Hannah. You look beautiful.”

Hannah felt a blush rise over her cheeks, not knowing what to say to that. She knew she was pretty and, in fact, had to ward off many advances at her previous place of employment, but to hear those words fall from his lips made the butterflies in her stomach fly around like those flurries outside. Taking a deep breath, she finally looked up at them. Wyatt had his serious expression on, while Austin had his usual half-smile. She could do this, she told herself. A little small talk, a little dinner, and then she could leave.

“You two are looking good yourself. How have you been? I heard you’ve taken over the ranch for your parents.” See? She could do small talk, too. Hannah unzipped her jacket and shrugged it off of her shoulders, letting it remain behind her back.

“We’ve been doing good although have been busy. Our mom and dads moved to Florida around five years ago now.”

“How is she doing?” Hannah had always liked Mrs. Cahill. She would stop by at least once a month with a warm dinner for her and her father, claiming that that was what neighbors were for. Hannah found it fascinating that she was with two men and that Wyatt and Austin had two fathers.

“She’s coming along great, especially now that they are in Florida. The Colorado winters were getting hard for her and taking a toll on her body. And apparently our dads have been taking surfing lessons and are loving it.”

Hannah laughed, finding it hard to believe that Brad and Brian Cahill would ever take to surfing. They were die-hard ranchers, not water-sport enthusiasts. “I bet your mother is enjoying watching that.”

“We talk to them at least once a week and get updates on their progress,” Austin said. “As a matter of fact, we spoke with Mom yesterday. We told her you were back in town, and she sends her love.”

Hannah gave a small smile. She was saved from trying to come up with another topic when the waitress came over to take their order. Just wanting to get this over with and not prolong her torture of having to sit in front of them, Hannah ordered the special without even knowing what it was. She heard Wyatt and Austin both order the burgers and fries. Once the waitress had left their table, silence reigned down upon them.

“Why did it take you so long to come back?”

If it hadn’t been so quiet, Hannah doubted she would have heard the words Austin had uttered. She brought her gaze up to meet his, stunned that he would go straight to the heart of the matter. Calling up the old anger, she let it simmer for a bit before answering.

“Come back to what, Austin? I’m sure Wyatt told you of our last conversation. Besides, we were teenagers.”


“Look, we were young. You wanted to live a little and enjoy life before settling down to start a family,” Hannah said, cutting off whatever Wyatt was about to say. “Who was I to stop you? You made it perfectly clear back then that you preferred a certain type of woman, and I didn’t fall into that category. There are no hard feelings. I went on to live my life and am very happy.”

“You know it wasn’t like that, Hannah,” Wyatt explained, his voice carrying a little louder, causing the other patrons to turn their head. “You were our type—are our type. We wanted you but knew that if we started something too soon, the likelihood of it lasting while you were in Boulder was nil.”

“It never crossed your mind that I didn’t have to go to Boulder?” Hannah looked over at Austin, kicking herself for taking their bait. “We had the same career class our senior year. You overheard me talking about the nursing school that was closer to home.”

“I also knew that the best nursing school was in Boulder. We weren’t going to be blamed for holding you back, which is why Wyatt tried to talk to you that night, letting you know we would wait for you.”

“By letting me know you were going to fuck every other girl while I was away? No, thank you,” Hannah replied sarcastically. Damn, she had started this conversation off so well, making small talk. Now, they were drudging up the past, and she was being sucked in.

“Watch your language,” Wyatt warned, raising one eyebrow. She ignored the shiver that went down her spine. “I know I botched that conversation, but seriously, we thought you would come back for college break. We kept waiting for you to visit your dad so that we would have a chance to explain a little better.”

“Seeing how I am my own person, I can speak however I want,” Hannah replied, not wanting to admit that his warning came across in such a sensual way. It made her wonder what they would do if she kept cursing. She took a deep breath and tried to bring her focus back on track. “And as for coming back to visit, there was no reason. Dad came to see me in Boulder on his business trips. As I said, I went on to live my life.”

“So you’re saying you never once thought of us?” Austin asked, leaning forward on both arms. “Let’s lay our cards on the table, shall we? We want you. We always have. Now that you’re here to stay, we would like to see if a relationship is possible.”




Slowly, afraid she would change her mind, Wyatt went to work on the buttons of her sweater. Once he had them undone, he made quick work of revealing the rest of her. He and Austin didn’t stop until she was standing in front of them naked. Seeing her long, dark hair fall to the middle of her back, and the way her back curved in such a sensual way, made his dick harder than before. It throbbed to the beat of his heart. The rest of her was just icing on the cake. Her ass was perfectly round, with a cute dimple right above her crack. The back of her legs teased his sight, making him want to see the front of her.

Indicating to Austin that he wanted to change places, he and his brother slowly walked around her until they had switched positions. His mouth watered at the sight of her breasts. They were like perfect melons, with her areolas a pretty pink, and her nipples hardened into pebbles begging to be sucked. He looked lower, taking in her abdomen and the way her belly button dipped in, as if waiting for his tongue. Her pussy was bare, making him want to fall to his knees in worship. She was flawless.

“You are so beautiful,” Wyatt murmured.

He saw her shudder in what he hoped was anticipation. Without using his hands, he leaned forward and placed his open mouth right over her nipple. The gasp that came from her lips was all he needed to hear to know they affected her as much as she did them. Her skin was warm and tasted sweet. He drew the beaded pebble to the roof of his mouth, sucking on it hard, wanting to give her that small bite of pain.


Wyatt felt Hannah’s hands come up and grip his shoulders. Her fingers dug into his skin, but for all he cared, she could gouge him with her nails. Knowing he was bringing her pleasure went straight to his cock, the throbbing so intense, he’d never known anything like it.

“Do you like what he’s doing, baby doll?”

Hannah moaned her agreement. As much as Wyatt liked to play with her nipples, he wanted to taste her pussy more. Sinking to his knees, like he’d wanted to from the first glimpse of her bare mound, Wyatt finally allowed himself to touch her. It was as if he’d finally found heaven. The warmth of her skin soaked into his hands.

“That’s not good enough,” Austin said. Wyatt knew he was referring to her moans. They preferred to hear their women say aloud that they pleased her, but it would have greater meaning if it came from Hannah’s lips. There was something about hearing a woman admit to such carnal pleasure and knowing they were the ones to bring her release. “Say you like what Wyatt’s doing.”

“Oh, God.”

“No, just Wyatt, baby doll,” Austin murmured.

Wyatt placed both hands on her pussy, separating her folds. She was so swollen from need that her labia looked as if it was a blooming flower, with her clit being the center of such a beautiful entity. He could look at her all evening, but that wouldn’t complete their goal for tonight. This night was about loving her. He would indulge himself some other time, up at the cabin, when he had her tied to the bed. The cabin, not their house, was for their indulgences. They never brought anyone to their home, wanting to wait until they found their future wife. Hannah was their soul mate. Taking his tongue, he started at her folds and licked upward until he reached her clit. He took it in between his lips like her nipple and sucked hard.

“Yes! I love what Wyatt’s doing!”

Wyatt looked up just in time to see Hannah squeeze her eyes shut and throw her head back. Austin had wrapped his arms around her from behind, both of his palms cupping her breasts. His fingers manipulated her nipples, alternating between rolling them, pinching them, and pulling them.

“Tell us what you like,” Austin ordered.

“I like my clit being sucked,” Hannah cried out. “Please, do something.”

“Wyatt’s doing it, baby doll. You just have to enjoy.”

Wyatt released the engorged set of nerves, pleased to see it poking its head out, begging for more. Her cream was starting to run down her inner thigh, and Wyatt lapped it up. Releasing the right side of her folds, Wyatt brought his hand down so that his palm was facing up. Slowly, he inserted his finger in her pussy, loving the way she immediately clamped down with her muscles.


Hannah’s voice broke off when he used the pad of his middle finger to rub up against her sweet spot. Her inner thighs started to tremble, and Wyatt knew she was close to her release. Not wanting her to climax quite yet, Wyatt pulled out and started to fuck her with two fingers. He was careful to avoid the spongy tissue that would send her over the edge.

“More,” Hannah demanded.

Wyatt felt her legs give a little. Austin wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her up against his body. Hannah was thrusting her hips in time with his fingers, while her head was still thrown back and resting on Austin’s shoulder.

“What do you need more of, Hannah?” Austin asked, his voice strained with need.

“Wyatt’s fingers,” Hannah pleaded.

“And what do you want him to do with his fingers?”

“Fuck me. Wyatt, please fuck me with your fingers.”

“That’s right, baby doll. Tell us what you want.”

“Fuck me, Wyatt, please!”


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