[Siren Menage Everlasting: Cowboys Menage a Trois Paranormal Romance, MFM, shape-shifter, werewolves, HEA]
Victory Charger travels the country while working as a free-lance artist. Ignoring the tug of domestic bliss, she’s dedicated to her free-wheeling lifestyle. But when she finds a teenage girl and her younger brother on the run from a horrific past, she has no choice but to scoop them up and take care of them. Nina and Beau soon become a responsibility she learns to love.
Werewolf friends, Paul McAlister and Theo Montgomery, along with Theo’s sister, Molly, are stunned to find their intended mate seeking refuge for two runaways. But, more, Nina is an emerging shifter.
They hope to find a future for the children as well as themselves, but with a killer on the kids’ trail, how will they manage? Fighting for love is hard enough, especially when they must first fight for the lives of two innocent children.
Jane Jamison is a Siren-exclusive author.
Why was Molly so willing to take in strangers? Especially a stranger with two kids that weren’t her own? Two kids who might be on the run with the police looking for them? Yet hadn’t she done the same thing? “What about contacting social services? I mean, I don’t like the idea much, but isn’t that our duty?”
“Wayward’s a small town. We don’t have any social service agencies,” answered Ms. Cleta. “Never needed them or the state folks, either. Like I said, we take care of our own around these parts.”
“Give yourself a day or so to think about things, okay?” asked Molly.
“Are you sure? I mean, you’re taking on a lot.” Maybe she could take some time to think about the next step. As long as the kids were safe, wasn’t that all that mattered?
“Yep, she’s sure.”
Molly chuckled at Ms. Cleta when she answered for her. “Yes. I’m sure. Just as sure as I am that the little boy is going to wipe out the candy aisle.”
Relief flowed out of Victory. Although the question of what to do with Nina and Beau was still up in the air, at least now she had someone who would help her solve the problem. “Oh, trust me, he will.”
“Then I guess we’d better help get the groceries.” Molly turned Victory back to the cart. “Get to pushing, girlfriend. We have two hungry kids and two ravenous cowboys to feed.”
Not one, but two cowboys. I wonder if they’re sexy?
Victory couldn’t suppress her excitement. She’d always had a thing for cowboys with their faded jean, worn boots, shiny belt buckles, and cowboy hats pulled low to shade their faces.
Hot damn. And two of them, too!
* * * *
Victory had always assumed that every cowboy was sexy simply by the way they acted, how masculine they were by doing a real “man’s man” kind of job, and from their casually sexy clothes. But when Molly introduced her to Paul and Theo, she knew she’d been wrong. Molly’s brother and best friend were beyond sexy. They were super-sexy. Words couldn’t do them justice.
“It’s real good to meet you, Victory.” Paul strode down the steps of the front porch and stuck out his hand. “Welcome to River Run Ranch.” His dark gaze settled on Nina and Beau, who was half-hidden behind his sister. “Glad to have all three of you.”
“Thanks,” she said, her voice cracking. Suddenly, a wild sensation sparked to life inside her. She looked toward the sky and was surprised when she didn’t hear thunder and see lightning bolts blistering through the air toward her. The feeling was incredible. Her entire body seemed to have awakened from a deep sleep. She was alive and feeling every part of her body throbbing with need.
Holy hell. What’s going on?
The sensation wasn’t like anything she’d ever felt before, including being turned on by other men. Yet, if she’d had the choice, she wouldn’t have wanted it to ever stop. No way, no how.
She looked to Theo, expecting the same warm greeting.
“So, sis says they aren’t your kids.”
She frowned, thrown by Theo’s hard tone. Didn’t he like kids? Or was it her he didn’t like? “No, they’re not. But I’m looking out for them.” She paused, almost afraid to ask, then took the plunge. “If this is an imposition, just say so and we’ll get out of your hair.”
At once, Molly took her arm and squeezed it. “Don’t let this furry bastard make you change your mind about staying. He’s got a burr up his butt. Probably had a cow kick him in the”—she stalled, her gaze jumping to the kids—“you-know-where.”
“Furry bastard?” she whispered to Molly. She might be able to see a “bastard” in the way Theo was acting, but where did the “furry” come from?
“It’s just her pet name for us.” Theo leaned against the railing. “Gotta admit, it’s a good description.”
Paul cleared his throat. “Nice, man. Real nice.”
“Just speaking the truth is all.” Theo shrugged.
“Are you real cowboys?”
All eyes fell on Beau.
Theo’s gaze took the boy in with one look. His expression softened. “So I’ve been told.”
Beau frowned. “Huh?”
“Yes,” answered Molly. “They’re real cowboys, and they ride real horses. Maybe they’ll take you riding one day.”
“Really?” Beau’s grin swept across his face.
“Sure thing,” answered Paul as his attention lifted from Beau to Victory. “We can take all of you riding, if you stay. You’ll stay, right, Victory? After all, you don’t want to let the kids down, do you?”
Beau turned Nina’s hand free and grabbed onto Victory’s jeans. He tugged them as he implored her with his eyes. “Pulease? Can we stay? Can we ride a horse? Pulease?”
How could anyone with a heart look into those sweet blue eyes and say no? “Yeah. Okay. We’ll stay.” She shot Theo a challenging look. “For a little while.”
“Great.” Paul motioned to her trailer. “Got anything to bring into the house? Clothes?”
Fortunately, she and Molly had managed to wrangle the kids into a store to purchase some clothing. Two sacks full of clothes, including jeans and shoes, were on the table in the trailer. “Yes, thanks.”
He swept out his arm. “Then show me the way, sugar.”
His gaze met hers, and the strange sensation burned even hotter. “Sure thing. Go on, kids. Start rounding up your things.”
Before she could start after the kids dashing toward her trailer, Paul took her arm. She inhaled and looked down at his hand on her skin.
“You feel it, don’t you?”
Yes. Yes, I do.
She looked at him, unsure whether he was talking about the sensation or not.
His smile grew. “Yeah. You sure do.” Pivoting on his heel, he started toward the trailer.
Paul grabbed her shirt and ripped in two, tearing it right down the middle. Her breathing picked up as she tried to yank his shirt out of his jeans. Her shirt was gone, and then her bra was free and falling to the floor with Theo’s expert skills. Their hands flew over her, undoing a button here, a zipper there. She couldn’t keep up with them.
Then suddenly they stepped back, admiring her naked form. For one of the few times in her life, she wasn’t embarrassed to be seen naked. How could she when the adoring looks in their eyes were so obvious? Their need sparkled in their eyes along with strange amber flecks.
“Be fair,” she said.
“Fair?” Theo’s jaw worked, his lust for her showing.
“Yeah.” She jutted out her chin. “Get undressed. The both of you. Now.”
“Sure thing, baby.” He took hold of his shirt then tugged it apart, undoing the snaps.
“Whatever you want, sugar.” Paul started with his belt, zipping it through the loops. He kept his gaze locked on hers as he undid the button then shoved his jeans down, forcing the zipper down, the flaps open.
She thanked her lucky stars, as his move revealed the firm lines running downward to the dark hair below. He toed off his boots, but she barely noticed, her attention focused squarely on his large and continuing growing cock.
Oh, my. All my prayers have been answered.
Theo snapped his fingers. “He’s only the appetizer. Look here for the main course.”
Taking her eyes off Paul wasn’t easy, but when Theo tossed his shirt at her, he broke his friend’s hold over her. Then, when he turned around and shoved his jeans to the floor, how could she look anywhere else except at his firm, round ass?
Oh, my again.
Spinning around, his hand on his cock, Theo said, “Ta-da!”
She laughed, but the laughter was gone a moment later when Theo picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. His cock pushed suggestively at her pussy’s folds.
Crashing sounds came as Paul swept the bottle of water and a pile of paperwork off the metal table she used as both a place to eat and work. The table was centered with a booth surrounding two-thirds of it. She cried out in despair when he started to push her computer off the table.
Fortunately, she had stopped him in time. Gently, he moved her computer to the narrow kitchen countertop. “I have a bed, you know. In the back.”
Theo laid her on the table then got on his knees on one side of the booth. Licking his lips, Paul went to the other side of the table.
Presenting his cock to her, Paul took hold of one of her breasts and squeezed. “Take it, sugar. Use that pretty mouth on me.”
She opened wide, allowing him to slip his cock into her mouth. She couldn’t have described the taste. Masculine. Heady. Musky. All the words fit yet seemed lacking. She sucked, hollowing her mouth around him. He groaned in pleasure.
“Perfect to watch, baby.” Theo knelt low and put his mouth to her pussy lips. Spreading her open, he crushed his mouth to her and began licking.
Oh, my, my.
The man was a genius with his mouth against her clit. Then he proved that he was just as equally intelligent with his hands as he slipped his fingers into her pussy.
The wild sensation she’d come to enjoy and love soared skyward. Her body tightened even as she opened for them with not only her body but her mind. More. Her heart. If she hadn’t already known that she felt more for them than she’d ever dreamed of feeling for any man before, she did now. Molly was right. They were connected. Had been connected from the first moment she’d met them, but it was even more now. At last, they were completely bound together, and nothing and no one would interfere with them bringing their connection to an oh-so satisfying end.
Theo sucked, licked, nibbled at her clit, driving her insane with the need to have his cock inside her. His fingers plunged into her, hard, fast, deep. She squirmed, needing to get away, yet never wanting to be free of them.
Whipping her tongue around Paul’s cock, she looked up at him and relished the ecstasy on his face. He tortured her nipples and moved his hips gently back and forth, helping her to take him farther into her mouth, deep-throating her.
Theo pulled back— no!—then eased her legs over his shoulders. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m not leaving you for anything.”
She gasped, momentarily losing her control over Paul’s cock, as Theo shoved his cock inside her. Both men were enormous, bigger than she would’ve thought she could handle, and yet, she was proving she was their match.
The words came and went before she could wonder at them.
In and out. The men set up a rhythm, one matching the other. Her body sang with each thrust. Her ears warmed with their murmured words of need. Her heart blossomed with each touch, each stroke.
Theo rubbed her clit, sweeping around the hardened bud. Her burgeoning climax spun upward crazily, and just when she was sure she’d explode, he would pull away.
“You’re evil. Pure evil,” she whispered, taking Paul’s cock out and running her palm along its slickened length.
Theo’s eyes, filled with more amber flecks, glittered. He chuckled wickedly. “Am I? But you like evil, don’t you, baby?”