Masters of Her Heart (MMF)

Club Esoteria 4

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 25,576
85 Ratings (4.1)

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, sex toys]

Megan Phillips is a woman in love with the unattainable: her neighbors, Jack and Quinn, men who are totally devoted to one another. Because she can’t have them, she spends her time at Esoteria, trying to find a man who will take control with love.

Jack and Quinn are a couple, but they're on the lookout for a woman to join their family. Both know Megan is that woman but don’t know how to ask her about it.

When Megan is hurt during a scene, Jack and Quinn reveal the truth of their relationship and lay down the law. If she is going to be submissive to anyone, it will be them. Though they know little of BDSM and what Megan needs as a submissive, they love her and only want what’s best for her.

Can they be what she needs? When the Dom who hurt Megan causes trouble, can they protect their woman from him?

A Siren Erotic Romance


Masters of Her Heart (MMF)
85 Ratings (4.1)

Masters of Her Heart (MMF)

Club Esoteria 4

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 25,576
85 Ratings (4.1)
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Cover Art by Jinger Heaston
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Professional Reviews

5 STARS: "Megan wants to be a submissive—to a point. She is a member of the BDSM club, Esoteria. It was at the club that a master ignored Megan’s safe word. She escaped with bruises on her skin and ego. Her gay neighbors, Jack and Quinn, may be what the doctor ordered. They would like to soothe her physically and emotionally. Is she up for it? I simply love all of Cooper McKenzie’s Esoteria books. This is book 4 in the series. The characters are great, the plot is solid, and the sex is scorching. You can read this book without reading the other books in the series; however, they are all so great that I recommend reading them all!" -- Stephanie Rollins,

4 CUPS: "Masters of her Heart is such a great tale. The passion exploded onto the pages and never really left. Ms. McKenzie shows us a side of the Dom/sub world where passion may rule but so does the heart. I thought the way all three of the characters explored their newfound relationship together just added to the plotline. I thoroughly enjoyed this tale and will definitely put it up so I can read it again for pure pleasure." -- Danielle, Coffee Time Romance

4 DELIGHTFUL DIVAS: "I couldn’t resist picking up another tale in the Club Esoteria series, and I’m very glad that I did. What a fascinating spin Masters of Her Heart had on a kinky ménage relationship. The alpha males in this tale, Jack and Quinn, don’t know very much at all about BDSM or the type of submissive that Megan strives to be and become or her reasons for doing so. I thought this was quite creative. Doesn’t it seem like it’s always the submissive woman that has no clue BDSM exists or that she’d be interested in it? I don’t want to give too much away, and honestly just about anything I’d say would give away plot, but I will say that I enjoyed way aspects of each character that came to light as the story headed toward resolution. It’s a fiction story certainly…happily-ever-after and all…but it held some very real truths about burgeoning relationships and how couples work out needs and desires within them. The use of Club Esoteria in Masters of Her Heart was to drive the story forward more than as a central role as in the first three stories in the series. I thought it was a really unique way to use the club in the series. Of course, I also enjoyed the pop-in visits from some of our favorite past characters as well." -- Jae, Dark Diva Reviews

"This story was extraordinarily heartwarming. No mystery, some keen tension, and a lovely ending marking a beautiful beginning. There are some graphic BDSM episodes depicting what happens when a weirdo Dom really goes off the deep end and the woman he insists is his to do with as he damn well pleases suffers under his excesses. It is the loving strength of the central trio that shines throughout this novella. What a very fine read! Megan Phillips is a confused, lonely, hurting, and vulnerable woman. Her earlier years are just hinted at, but speak to a consuming need to find a Master. Since she feels her landlords are beyond reach, she starts visiting a local BDSM club to fulfill her aching void. Oh, I hurt with her time and again. I also thoroughly enjoyed her ‘horny’ moments. What a babydoll indeed! Jack and Quinn, Megan’s landlords, are a couple, but they really would like to bring Megan into the fold. These guys are so special, so hot, and so willing to learn how to assist Megan in recovering her sense of self so they can add her to their incredible family. I flat out loved them both! It is such as charming part of the story as they wend through the learning curve to try and fulfill Megan’s fondest desire. Hot stuff! The necessary villain interloper was such a super dirt bag and a total pain in the ass as he pushes everyone to their wit’s end. Cheer along with me as he gets his comeuppance big time. Megan, Jack, and Quinn are worth getting to know. They were top notch and I recommend you check these folks out. Enjoy!" -- jj, Rainbow Book Reviews

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“How do I wake him?” Megan asked tentatively.

“Waving that plate under his nose should do it. Or you could give him a blowjob. I know I’d love to wake up one morning with your lips wrapped around my cock. Be creative. Do what feels right. Enjoy yourself,” Jack offered with a bright smile. “I’ll be there after I finish putting the laundry away. Then we can really have some fun.”

Megan nodded and stepped into the bathroom. It was bigger than her living room. Obviously, whoever had renovated the historic home had decided four bedrooms was too many and turned one into the most luxurious bathroom she’d ever seen. The far corner of the room held an oversized garden tub. Next to it was a huge walk-in shower big enough to hold a party in.

The third corner was hidden from view by an eight-foot-tall bookcase built into a partition that extended about three feet from the side wall. Since the ceiling was eleven feet, the top shelf displayed several pieces of pretty pottery. The other shelves held towels and wicker baskets for storage. Peeking around the wall, Megan found the toilet. Next to that was a long counter with three sinks and a long mirror above.

Looking at her reflection, Megan took a deep breath for courage. “Stop stalling and go wake Quinn up.”

After putting down the plate of goodies she’d brought upstairs with her, she pulled her dress over her head. She hung it from one of the half dozen hooks on the wall beside the shower. Picking up the plate again she padded across the landing to the closed door. She thought for a second about knocking but decided she would rather wake Quinn in a more pleasurable and creative way.

Pushing the door open, she found the room totally dark. The light from the landing fell across the largest bed she’d ever seen. Quinn was sprawled across the middle of the bed with only a sheet covering him to his hips. His breathing was slow and rhythmic. Just looking at him sent heat fluttering through her to gather between her legs.

Megan took another deep breath and sighed as the masculine scent that was all Quinn filled her lungs. She stepped around the bed and set the plate on the nightstand. Then she turned her attention to the sleeping man.

Feeling mischievous, she went to the foot of the bed and slowly pulled the sheet down until it joined the blanket lying on the floor. Then she paused a moment to admire the bounty of maleness laid out before her. Long, muscular, and tanned with the triangle of fur on his chest, which narrowed to a thin line that continued down to the patch around his half-hard cock and balls.

Licking her lips in anticipation, Megan eased onto the bed, then crawled up the mattress until she was crouched with her lips just inches from his beautiful shaft. She froze when he shifted, spreading his legs wider and rubbing one palm up and down his belly.

She waited until he stilled before breathing again. Then she leaned down and gently kissed the base of his shaft. When his only reaction was a twitch and a growing of his cock, she used the tip of her tongue to trace the thick vein up his impressive length to the glans.

“Mmmm,” he moaned as his legs spread even farther and his hand came down to rub a line from hipbone to balls.

Feeling braver by the second, Megan shifted her weight and freed one hand. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and slowly, carefully lifted it to stand perpendicular to his belly.

She swirled her tongue around the head, savoring the salty-sweet drop of fluid that emerged from his slit.

“Again,” he breathed in a sleepy, gravelly rumble. “Do it again.”

Megan repeated the licking swirl, then parted her lips and took the large head into her mouth. She slid about halfway down his cock, which had now become long, thick, and hard. When the head hit the back of her throat, she swallowed twice before pulling back until only the head remained between her lips.

She repeated the dip, swallow, and retreat until Quinn groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair to control her movements.

Instead of allowing him to guide her movements, she pulled off his cock and looked up his body to a pair of sleepy, chocolate-brown eyes. “Jack says it is time to wake up,” she whispered with a grin. Shifting so she balanced only on her legs, she put his cock back into her mouth and then ran both hands down the insides of his thighs before slowly gliding them back up again.

“Okay, I’m up. Now what are you going to do about it?” Quinn ground out as she dropped back down over his cock.

“What would you like me to do?” she mumbled around his shaft with a smile and a wink.


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Jack walked in just in time to answer her question. “I think you should climb up and ride our cowboy.”

After setting Quinn’s clean and neatly folded clothes on his dresser, Jack pushed his boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. Seeing her bob up and down on the cock he’d loved in the same way sent blood straight to his groin.

He smiled when Quinn looked at him. “Condom,” he groaned as Jack approached the side of the bed.

Meeting his lover’s eyes through the shadows, Jack couldn’t fight the surge of lust that made his cock throb with anticipation. He nodded and sidetracked to the nightstand. After turning the lamp on low, he grabbed several condoms from their supply in the top drawer. Keeping one, he tossed the rest on the bed so they would be easily accessible.

After freeing the one in his hand from its packaging, he climbed onto the bed and approached the couple

“Hurry, Jack,” Quinn panted as he released his hold on the back of Megan’s head and grabbed the sheet underneath him. “She’s too damn good at this.”

“Megan, sugar, sit up,” Jack ordered gently as he ran a hand down her spine before patting one ass cheek.

The whining noise she made as she released the cock in her mouth made his cock pulse with the need to feel her mouth on him.

As soon as she was out of the way, he rolled the latex sheath over his partner’s cock. “She’s good, eh?” he asked when Quinn hissed at his touch.

“God, yes. Almost as good as you. Another few seconds, and I would have been a goner.”

Jack chuckled as Megan grunted her dissatisfaction with the comparison.

“Guess I’ll have to work harder next time,” she murmured as she ran her hands up and down Quinn’s thighs, causing the muscles to clench and him to suck in another breath.

Jack decided not to get into that since he couldn’t wait to feel her lips wrapped around his own hard, aching length. “Okay, sugar, climb on and ride our stud.” He reached out and tweaked her closest nipple.

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