Making Them Happy (MFM)

The Men of Space Station One 8

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 54,513
14 Ratings (4.1)

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, bondage, HEA]

Beverly wants nothing more than to make Caleb and Jeff happy in their new life on planet Alpha. They are two of the sexiest men she’s ever seen, which worries her that they will be disappointed with her. She isn’t a model-perfect woman, but she can take care of a house and garden. Will it be enough for her handsome cowboys?

Caleb and Jeff think Beverly is the perfect woman for them. How can they make her understand that she’s exactly who they want? When a foreign cell is found in her bloodstream and there are questions surrounding the babies being born on planet Alpha, what will the trio do when Beverly becomes pregnant?

The families on Alpha face dangerous creatures and poisonous plants every day. Now they are worried about how the planet is affecting their children as well. Will the strange cells in their bloodstream prove to be deadly, or will they be their salvation?

A Siren Erotic Romance


Marla Monroe is a Siren-exclusive author.

Making Them Happy (MFM)
14 Ratings (4.1)

Making Them Happy (MFM)

The Men of Space Station One 8

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 54,513
14 Ratings (4.1)
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Cover Art by Les Byerley
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Barefoot Okie



Caleb woke up with a jerk. He wasn’t sure what had caused him to do it, but now that he was wide awake, there would be no way he would be able to go back to sleep. Besides, there were only a couple of hours till he had to get up anyway. Might as well start the coffee and watch the sunrise for the first time in their new home.

After slipping out of the bed, he pulled on his jeans and padded barefoot out of the room and down the stairs. He turned on the light in the kitchen and set up the coffeepot to brew. The moons had already set, but the first vestiges of dawn were already peeking in the eastern sky. He poured a cup of coffee and stood at the window to watch the planet come alive. With each second that passed, more of the strange new world they lived in revealed itself like a shy virgin.

There was so much they didn’t know about Alpha, and some of it could easily kill them. How would he and Jeff ever be able to keep Beverly safe and happy? They knew next to nothing about their new home. It scared him a little and pissed him off a lot. He was used to being in total control of everything around him, but now he wasn’t, and that grated on his nerves.

Despite his not wanting to move, Caleb couldn’t help but turn away from the amazing sight in front of him to gaze at the even more amazing one stepping into the kitchen, just as barefoot as he was.

“Morning, Beverly. How did you sleep?” Caleb asked as he watched her pour a cup of the dark liquid.

“Morning, Caleb. I slept really well. Much better than I did on the shuttle.”

She sipped her coffee as she joined him at the window. For a long time they just stared out at the emerging world around them as the sun’s rays awakened the colors that still seemed strange to him. Caleb wanted to enfold her in his arms but wasn’t sure how he would be received. Despite their lovemaking the night before, Caleb still wasn’t sure of his place with her. It was obvious that he would end up being the tough one in their relationship. As much as he liked being in control of things, he wasn’t sure he wanted that role at all.

“Have to agree that sleeping on the shuttle wasn’t easy.”

“Coffee’s good. Thanks for making it.”

He grunted and continued to watch the sky grow brighter while the grass and plants emerged from the shadows. Beverly’s presence seemed to make it all seem more, more incredible and more real. She seemed to ground him when he would have plunged into the middle of it all and tried to make it his. It wasn’t his. It was theirs, and that was something he would need to get used to. No longer was he in absolute control, owner of everything within his gaze.

“Soon as we finish eating, Jeff and I will finish up the posts then start on the garden. Probably need to see that plan you have for it.”

“I’ll get it when I finish breakfast and have it waiting for you when you come in for lunch,” she said.

Beverly walked away from the window and began to gather items to make breakfast.

He turned back to look out the window and drink his coffee. He should have hugged her. Why hadn’t he? Turning, he started to walk over to where she was pulling things out of the fridge when Jeff walked in and immediately pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She looked flustered but pleased.

Scowling, he turned back around and glared out the window. He felt Jeff walk up next to him before he actually saw him. The other man had a contented look on his face and cup of coffee in his hand.

“You’re up mighty early,” Jeff said.

“Need to get those poles set so we can get to work on the garden.”

“I’ll start out on digging holes.”

“Fine.” Caleb saw the other man stiffen at his surly tone. He sighed and tried again. “How many more do you reckon we have left?”

“About ten or twelve. Should be finished by lunch or a little after.”

Caleb nodded and forced himself to let go of the bad mood he’d worked himself into. They hadn’t even been in the house twenty-four hours and already he was fighting the bit like a wild horse. Either he took to the reins and shouldered the responsibility or he was going to be bucking against Jeff every step of the way. They needed to work together, be a team. It would take both of them to survive and keep Beverly safe.




Jeff kissed the corner of her mouth then sucked and nipped his way around her jaw to her ear. He sucked on her earlobe before whispering what they would do to her.

“Just think how it will feel when both of us suck those taut nipples into our mouths. I can already taste those pretty berries. We’re going to lick our way down your body until we reach your toes. Then we’ll suck on them one by one.”

Caleb took over whispering in her other ear. “Then I’m going to nibble my way up your thigh until I reach that hot, wet pussy. It’s going to taste so good. I can already feel how wet you’re going to be when I bury my face there. I’m going to suck all your juices up then make you come so you’ll make more.”

“You have enough for both of us, don’t you, baby?” Jeff ran the tip of his tongue all around the shell of her ear.

Beverly shivered. She was beginning to have trouble focusing when they talked that way to her and each was doing something different to her body with their hands and mouths. Maybe she wouldn’t be able to handle much more after all.

“Will you have enough of your tangy cream for us, honey?” Caleb asked.

“Y–yes. Oh, God, you’re killing me.” She hadn’t meant to say that.

They chuckled against her body so that she shivered again. Caleb had returned to her feet and was massaging each of them one at a time. When she felt wet heat around her big toe, she nearly screamed. When had her toes turned into erogenous zones? Teeth scraped up her toe then back down again. She felt it all the way to her pussy. If he didn’t stop soon, she just might climax from that alone.

Jeff had returned to her breasts and was rubbing and squeezing them, but he didn’t play with her nipples like she wanted him to. Without meaning to, she arched her back in an attempt to get him to touch the hard nubs. She was almost certain if they did, she would go up in smoke.

“Don’t move, honey. Be still for us. I don’t want you to accidently rub your skin raw with the rope.” Caleb ran his fingers around the rope on her ankles, and Jeff did the same with her wrists.

They must have been fine because the next thing she knew, both men had licked across her pebbled nipples. It was too fast for her to savor and enjoy it. She did whimper this time.

“Don’t tease me like that.”

“Shh, honey. We’ll take care of you—eventually. Let it build, Bev. Feel how good it is when it grows inside of you.” Caleb’s words did little to alleviate the need that had already built deep in her core.

“I bet if I stuck my fingers in that hot cunt of yours it would be wet and tight, squeezing my fingers like vise grips,” Jeff said.

“Do it. Put your fingers inside of me.” She couldn’t believe she’d demanded that they finger-fuck her.

Caleb chuckled. “Not yet, honey. We aren’t finished playing yet.”

While Jeff played with both of her breasts with his mouth and fingers, Caleb ran one finger all around her slit and through her pussy lips without entering her or touching her throbbing clit. Jeff ran his tongue all over her breasts, and then, without warning, he nipped her nipples hard enough to have her gasping followed by a long rasp of his wet tongue.

“Oh. My. God!” She panted as an orgasm threatened to erupt, but no matter how hard she strained for it, it remained just out of reach.

She screamed in frustration when Jeff merely started licking her neck and sucking on her earlobe again. Then Caleb teased the entrance to her pussy with the tip of his finger. No matter how much she bucked, she couldn’t force it in any farther than the entrance.

Caleb finally lay between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart with his fingers. She strained against the ropes in an effort to get closer to him. He licked all along the seam of her pussy but only ran the tip around her clit with each pass. She groaned, wanting to give in and beg them to make her come. She fought though. She wouldn’t beg. Not yet.

“What does it feel like, honey, when you’re stretched thin with need and so close that you can taste it?” Caleb’s soft voice was a stimulant in and of itself. If he kept talking low and dirty to her, she’d come for sure.

“It itches, like a thousand ants are marching over my skin. I need to rub somewhere—anywhere. My muscles are poised just on the edge so that if they tighten even an eighth of a centimeter I’ll explode. I burn inside like a river of molten lava is flowing through my veins.”

Beverly thrashed her head from side to side. She couldn’t get comfortable with the need riding her so hard. Surely they would help her soon. She couldn’t survive this painful ache much longer. She’d even resorted to trying to blow cool air across her hard nipples in an effort to obtain some form of relief.

Both men stared down at her with heavy-lidded eyes. She could tell they were just as turned on as she was and were probably in a bad way themselves. Still, that didn’t help her any at the moment.

Then everything changed.



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