[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Sci-Fi Ménage Romance, F/M/M/M/M/M/M/M/M, Consensual BDSM, spanking, whipping, sex toys]
Mikayla and her men are relaxed and trying to start their family. The farm on Earth is proving to be a challenge they all enjoy, but their idyllic existence is interrupted by a threat from Mikayla’s past.
Jet Killarney has been released from prison pending a retrial on his involvement in human trafficking, and the suspicious loss of Mikayla and Tracey’s recorded testimonies has everyone on edge. Expecting that Jet’s next move will be to attack Mikayla and Tracey, their husbands move both families into the research station, now parked behind the farm house.
But as the waiting grows longer and the threat seems nonexistent, can Mikayla’s husbands distract her enough to keep them all safe and happy?
NOTE! You are purchasing Siren's newest serialized imprint, the LoveXtreme Forever Series. This is the conclusion of the A Bride for Eight Brothers collection. These books are not stand alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily forever after for the heroine and all her men.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
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Abby Blake is a Siren-exclusive author
5 HEARTS: "The Davidson family has moved to Earth after years of research contracts on remote planets. Running a farm operation seems like child's play after all they've been through and they hope to start their family. But life interferes once more. Jet Killarney, the man who stranded Mikayla on the ice planet where Matt Davidson first met and rescued her, is out on bond awaiting a new trial. All the recorded testimony from Mikayla and her friend Tracey has disappeared and if Jet disposes of the two women, the only witnesses to his human trafficking, he'll go free. Tracey's three husbands and Mikayla's eight husbands gather together on the Davidson farm to protect their wives. This is the final book in the six-novella "A Bride for Eight Brothers" series. In typical Abby Blake fashion, the characters are all clearly defined from their personalities to their lovemaking. In this final chapter of the "read-in-order" series, we get to know each of Mikayla's men even more. While the series has always been about the sex and the multiple partner menage relationship between the nine main characters, the story has been real and solid with plenty of action. In this installment, the personalities of the men come in full force. Each husband with the right training and background moves to the forefront to protect the women while the others fill in their personal niche in whatever way fits them best. The plot is well thought out and executed.I normally don't like drawn-out, must-read-in-order series. I prefer a long novel versus waiting for weeks or longer and hoping you remember to look for the next chapter in the series. But Abby Blake did a great job of hooking me in the first book and I couldn't wait to read the next installment. I wholeheartedly recommend this series as well as Abby Blake's other books and series. Enjoy!" -- Kathy, The Romance Studio
4.5 CHERRIES: "This is the final installment in the serial adventures of Mikayla and her eight husbands. I have enjoyed each one, but wanted to see how Ms. Blake would tie all of the various threads together for this one. Mikayla and her men are settling in to their new life back on Earth, getting used to the farming life and trying to start their family. Things are finally getting back to normal... well as normal as it can be for a woman with eight handsome and sexy husbands. When Mikayla's best friend Tracey comes to visit, she is delighted, until she senses this isn't strictly a social call. It seems trouble still looms for Mikayla and for Tracey: the man they testified against, the one who tried to sell them into slavery, has been released, and is determined to eliminate the only two witnesses against him. Throw in a letter from Peter's former fiancee, and Mikayla's attempts to get pregnant, and the tension goes sky high. What other dangers lay in store for the Davidson family before they get their happy ever after? I enjoyed seeing everyone working together to make this relationship work, and was delighted that we get a look into the future with this one. As always, Mikayla is spirited and sassy, enjoying each of her husbands' attentions in their quest to start their family. She is determined to be as independent as someone with eight strong men around her can be, but when the danger arrives, she also understands that her men need to protect her. I liked that she understood and was able to rein in her streak of defiance for a while. As always, Mikayla's men are up to the challenge, and they also have help, as all three of Tracey's men are there as well. I liked catching up with everyone, from Tracey's pregnancy news, to the surprise news from their old nemesis Jessie, Peter's former fiancee. There are more than a few surprises here, and one very dangerous scene that threatens everyone's happiness, but Ms Blake was very ingenious in how she tied this up. I enjoyed catching up with everyone, and enjoyed the creativity Mikayla's husbands used to make sure that no one knew just who the father of the children would be. In my opinion, this is the hottest of the six books, and it provides a satisfying finale to the adventures of Mikayla and her eight husbands. I recommend this series to anyone who likes hot action, mixed with romance and a touch of danger. But be sure you read them in order, as they are not stand-alone stories." -- Foxglove, Whipped Cream Reviews
RECOMMENDED READ: "Note:Abby Blake's A Bridge for Eight Brothers is a six-part collection of books that is not intended as standalone novels. Each installment is a continuation of the pervious book and MUST be read in numerical released order. Each book may end on a cliffhanger note; however, there is a happy-for-now for Mikayla and one or more of her men. The final book contains a happily forever after for everyone. After several years of working countless research contracts on remote planets, Mikayla and her eight husbands have finally settled back on Earth with hopes of starting a family. All was well until trouble from Mikayla and best friend, Tracey's past resurfaced with a vengeance. Now, both women lives are in danger and it will take all of the husbands to keep Mikayla and Tracey out of harm's way. Throw in Mikayla's desire to become pregnant; the plot thickens beyond belief. Will this threat bring an end to the Davidson's happiness? I so hate to see such a magnificent series come to an end. Mikayla and her eight husbands have been such a joy to get to know. In the series finale, Mikayla's Family, all the unanswered cliffhangers were resolved and catching up with everyone was a glee. There were a few surprises along the way, which made the overall plot even more thrilling and rewarding. Kudos goes to Abby Blake for crafting a spectacular, unimaginable series that captured my undivided attention from the start. So if you are looking for a super-hot, action-filled, adventurous, romantic series lurking with a touch of danger around every corner then, Ms. Blake's A Bridge for Eight Brothers is just want the doctor ordered. This series is not for the faint of heart as the storyline contains ménage encounters and light BDSM play." -- Contessa, Fallen Angel Reviews
“Spit on this, please.”
Ryan held a strange, plastic looking thing up to Mikayla’s mouth and stood there looking at her expectantly. She was so surprised by his request that she couldn’t even force out the question What the hell? Mouth firmly closed, she crossed her arms and waited for an explanation.
Ty seemed to think it was rather funny, so she turned to him and gave him the same stubborn look. He held his hands up in mock surrender and backed away.
“This, Mrs. Davidson,” Ryan said, waving the plastic stick thing like a wand, “is a way to tell if you are ovulating or not.”
“How?” she asked suspiciously. Ryan and Ty were always clowning around, and she couldn’t fully discount the idea that they had a bet going to see if Ryan could actually get her to spit. Saliva on a stick didn’t sound like it had anything to do with making babies.
“This is an old-fashioned ovulation stick. Basically it detects changes in your mucus and can indicate where you are in your cycle.” She still wasn’t convinced. Ty must’ve realized just how suspicious she felt because he stepped into the conversation.
“They’re not terribly accurate, but the medical researchers used them back on the jungle planet. They seem to work quite well with the ‘mouse tears.’”
“And, as you know, we were all quite anxious to know when those little demons were getting ready to mate,” Ryan filled in. Yes, she remembered exactly why they needed to monitor that, although considering that her husbands had been loving and attentive but more interested in cuddles than sex lately, maybe a small dose of the mouse tears wouldn’t go astray. After six months of deliberately trying to fall pregnant it felt a little strange to get only snuggles.
“Trust me,” Ryan said in that voice that had her thinking the exact opposite. “Would I lead you up the garden path?” She raised an eyebrow, and he laughed. “Okay, maybe I would, but not this time. This is solid medical science. Well, semi-solid medical science. Like Ty said, it’s not terribly accurate with humans, but it will give us a vague indication of when you’re ovulating.”
“Is that why I’ve been getting lots of snuggling but no actual sex?” She smiled at the feigned horror of his expression. Ty pulled her into his embrace and started to nibble on her earlobe.
“We might be able to fix that,” he said in a whisper that promised heavenly delights. “Just spit on the stick.” She laughed at their encouragement but still wasn’t sure she wanted to spit on anything. She wrinkled her nose in disgust.
“Well you don’t have to spit. You can lick it if you prefer.”
“Eeeew,” she said, the single sound carrying all her distaste for that idea. “Fine, I’ll spit on it, but if it turns out that you’ve got a bet going to see who can get me to spit first, I am so going to borrow Lachlan’s bullwhip.”
Ryan and Ty just laughed, probably because they knew she’d never do it and, even if she wanted to, that Lachlan would not hand over his prized possession so lightly. And besides, she was quite fond of that whip and wouldn’t risk damaging it.
She worked up some moisture in her mouth and let a little dribble from her lips onto the plastic stick. She immediately rubbed her lips suddenly very aware of the saliva in her mouth. Why the hell did she have to notice that now?
“So what’s supposed to happen?”
Both Ryan and Ty were staring at the stick like it was some type of magical orb that would show the future, and she tried not to laugh at two grown men watching a piece of plastic. After a few moments, they both grinned and turned to her. She could feel her panties grow wet just from the lascivious looks they gave her.
“Well, Mrs. Davidson, according to semi-solid medical science you are in for a very long afternoon.”
“There you are,” John said with a wicked grin as he walked over and linked his fingers through hers. Mikayla smiled at him, knowing exactly what was on his mind. In fact she was fairly certain her husbands had decided to distract her from the situation by making love to her every moment of the day. She just hoped she’d be able to walk properly afterward.
“I hear you have the day off,” he said casually as they walked toward their bedroom.
“Uh-huh.” She tried to hide how useless she felt hiding inside the station. She didn’t even have a job to distract her. Ryan and Ty had moved the computer equipment back into the lab, but the farm just didn’t have the same sort of reporting requirements as their survey contracts had demanded, so it amounted to very little work. At least on the farm she’d been involved in the day-to-day care of the animals and crops.
“Well, since you have the day off, there’s something I could use your help with.”
She smiled until he placed his hands on her shoulders and encouraged her to her knees in the middle of the hallway. She shook her head—with Tracey and her husbands here as well now, it wasn’t exactly a private area—but John grinned wickedly and unzipped his pants. He threaded a hand through her hair, holding her steady as he pressed his cock against her lips. She kept her mouth closed, refusing him, worried that they would be caught.
But he laughed and said, “The longer it takes, the more chance we have of being interrupted.”
He had a point. With a last furtive glance, Mikayla opened her mouth, and he immediately pushed to the back of her throat. She almost gagged against his forceful entry but closed her eyes and willed herself to relax. He slid deeper and used his other hand to hold her head, refusing to let her retreat.
She finally managed to swallow around the thick head of his cock, and he moaned as he pulled out and pushed back in. Fear of being caught in such an embarrassing position made it difficult to swallow, and she wriggled against his hold as panic stole her breath.
“Relax, princess,” John said in a tone almost identical to Brock’s. John didn’t release her, but he adjusted his hold and angled her face up. “Look at me, Mikayla. Relax and concentrate.”
She watched his face, trying to relax her throat, trying to let him fuck her mouth the way they both liked. She breathed through her nose, finally feeling a deep calm wash through her.
“Oh, princess,” John said as he increased the pace. She braced herself against his legs, swallowing each time he touched the back of her throat. He moaned as she sucked harder, laving the underside of his cock with her tongue, gently grazing the mushroom-shaped head with her teeth as he pulled out almost completely and then plunged back in.
Mikayla ached, her need rising higher the more she pleasured John.
“That’s it, princess,” John said, stopping all movement for a moment. He caressed her face as he held her tight against him. She almost leaped out of her skin when rough hands lifted her dress and pulled her panties down. How the hell had she missed somebody walking into the hallway?
Fortunately, judging by the caresses on her ass, at least it was one of her husbands.
“Relax,” John ordered again. “Peter is going to make you feel good.”
She calmed a moment, sort of relieved that it was neither Brock nor Lachlan. Knowing those two, she might’ve found herself being spanked in the middle of the hallway. How embarrassing would that be to try and explain to her best friend? Peter found her clit, his fingers circling the aching nub, gliding through the slippery folds as John began to move faster.
Harder, deeper, he fucked her mouth, her arousal becoming more insistent, more intense, more needy. John thrust again and again and then hard one last time, holding her trapped against him as he came. She swallowed, trying to keep up as Peter thrust his fingers into her aching pussy.
She groaned as Peter fucked her with his hand. John pulled his cock from her mouth, caressing her face as he helped her to stand. But then he pressed her forward, bending her over, pushing her ass in the air as Peter thrust his cock into her aching pussy.