[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Romance, Multiple Partners, Menage, Western/Cowboy, Small Town, Contemporary, BDSM, MFMM, HEA]
Taylor Sinclair is the sous chef at The Sussex Stables restaurant in Merricks, Montana. She lives alone and doesn’t know that many people in town. Taylor is a submissive and has had a crush on ranchers Austin, Tyler and Ryan since the first moment she saw them.
Austin, Tyler and Ryan Watson run the Big Easy ranch. They work hard and blow off steam at the local BDSM club Silk Ties. They have always dreamed of finding a woman to share and settle down with, but know that will be hard to find a woman willing to settle on their isolated ranch.
Austin knows that Taylor has a crush on them. He thinks she is too young and innocent for his dark controlling ways despite Ryan’s different opinion. When two men come to town looking for Taylor, the town folk burst into action to rescue one of their women. But not everything is as it seems.
Taylor felt comfortable around the women. They were friendly and welcoming, and she didn’t feel dowdy or out of place. She often felt dumpy around the taller and willowy Jenny. Looking around, there appeared to be quite a few full-figured women. She wondered why she hadn’t noticed that before.
“Let me get you a drink, Taylor,” Emily said. “Beer? Wine? Punch?”
“Thanks,” she replied. “I’ll take a wine.”
Emily walked off, and Taylor turned back to the women. She stood quietly and waited for one of them to talk.
“So, do you know if Sophia is coming today?” Sarah asked.
“She closed the restaurant today so she should be here somewhere,” Taylor replied, looking out into the crowd. She pretended to be looking for Sophia, but she really wanted to spot Austin, Tyler, or Ryan.
“What brought you to Merricks?” Holly asked. “Emily never said.”
“Work,” Taylor replied. “Sophia was advertising the spot, so I applied and here I am.”
“It’s a big move to come to such a remote small town,” Kate said.
“I don’t like the city anyway, so I didn’t mind,” she told them.
“Where are you originally from?” Sarah asked.
“New York,” she replied. “Manhattan to be exact.”
She didn’t want to tell them about her father’s disapproval in her career choice or how he wanted her to work in the family business. Her father was in advertising. She didn’t want to be his personal assistant and groomed to take over. She had no head for finance, and hated to have to negotiate deals with other companies.
“Sophia was from Manhattan,” Sam said.
“Yes,” Taylor replied. “I followed her career closely. I was a bit of a fan girl when I moved here and still am actually.”
Emily returned with her drink, and Taylor took a sip of the cool liquid.
“What’d I miss?” Emily asked.
“Taylor was just telling us a bit about herself,” Kate replied.
“Did she tell you she has the hots for my brothers?” Emily asked.
Taylor was mortified. That was private, and she didn’t want it to be shared around amongst people she barely knew.
“No,” Sam said. “We didn’t get that far in the conversation.”
“Way to blow the lid on that one, Emily,” Sarah replied. “Maybe poor Taylor didn’t want it to be public knowledge.”
“You aren’t the public,” Emily said. “You’re her new friends and now you can help her catch their eye. I would help and I want to, but I also don’t want to think about my brothers’ sex life. It’s bad enough we are part of the same club.”
Taylor knew that Emily was trying to help, but she really didn’t want to be the center of attention and have her love life gossiped about. She had told her in confidence.
“I really don’t think we should talk about this,” Taylor said. “They could come along at any moment.”
“Who could come along at any moment?” asked a deep voice from behind her.
Taylor recognized Ryan’s voice and blushed a deep red. Just her luck that one of them would walk past at that exact moment.
“Secret women’s business,” Emily replied. “Go and play with your friends, Ryan.”
Taylor didn’t want him to leave, but at the same time she didn’t think she could face him.
“I came to say hello to all you lovely ladies,” Ryan told them.
Taylor turned to face Ryan and her heart skipped a beat. He looked amazing wearing his red shirt and worn jeans. His hat sat on an angle on his head, giving him a boyish look, and his hazel eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Taylor,” he said, talking her hand and placing a kiss on the back. “How are you?”
“Err, good,” she replied.
“Wonderful,” he told her before moving on to greet the other women.
Taylor stood silently and tried not to stare. She wondered where his brothers were and if he had heard the conversation they were having before he walked up. She would be horrified if he had. She didn’t want him to know she had a crush on him and his two brothers, not before she could find out if she even stood a chance at winning their affections.
“Mom said the meat is almost ready, so we’ll start eating shortly,” Ryan said. “Maybe be you would like to sit with me while you eat, Taylor?”
Taylor’s eyes snapped to his face. Had she heard him right? Was he really asking her to sit with him to eat? She was too stunned to reply.
“She would love to,” Emily answered for her.
Taylor smiled and nodded. She felt herself blush again. She was going to spend time with Ryan. She wanted to squeal. She wondered if Tyler and Austin would join them. Taylor gave Emily a look, trying to convey how excited she was without giving herself away to Ryan. This was her chance and she didn’t want to mess it up.
“How do you feel?” Ryan asked her, placing her glasses back on her face.
“Horny,” she replied and then slapped her hand across her mouth. “I didn’t mean to say that.”
“Yes, you did,” Austin said. “We always need to hear the truth from you.”
Taylor looked over her shoulder at Austin and bit her bottom lip. She was still hesitant of his one eighty when it came to her. She wanted to trust him but didn’t want to get hurt again.
“We can help with that,” Tyler told her.
Her feet rested in his lap, and he took one in his large hand. Rubbing the sole, he dug his thumbs into just the right spot to have her groaning in pleasure. He massaged her foot, and the touch felt as intimate as if he had been touching her pussy.
“I don’t know,” she replied. “This is moving very fast.”
“Let us satisfy you,” Ryan said. “We won’t do more than you are ready for. Just let us provide you with some relief.”
Taylor’s body was begging for relief. She had never been so aroused. If she let them touch her, it would just be a sweet end to her night of experimenting. Coming to the club had been about trying something new and being brave. She could be brave a little longer and let these men pleasure her. Then tomorrow she could go back to her original plan of getting over them.
“All right,” she said, “but the same rules apply. No nudity and no penetration.”
“We can agree to that,” Ryan replied.
Ryan shifted her on his lap, and her sore butt protested. Her uncomfortableness was soon forgotten when he lowered his head and kissed her. His firm mouth greeted hers softly. He nipped at her lips before deepening the kiss and blowing her mind. He tasted masculine and minty.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and let him lead her. His tongue delved into her mouth to tangle with her own, and she moaned out a response. Tyler continued to massage her feet, his touch almost in rhythm with Ryan’s explosive kiss.
When Ryan finally lifted his head, Taylor blinked back into reality. She didn’t have time to catch her breath as she was pulled from Ryan’s arms and onto Austin’s lap.
“Hi,” she said breathlessly.
“Hi yourself,” he replied in a deep rumble.
Austin wrapped his large arms around her body and pulled her close. He crushed his lips down onto hers and kissed with abandon. His mouth was wild and full of passion, and every bit as skilled as Ryan’s. He tasted like whiskey, dark and rich, and Taylor shivered as her body responded to his touch.
She felt the blanket shift and Ryan’s hand moved onto her leg. He stroked her thigh, going higher with each pass. When he almost reached her panties, Taylor spread her legs in silent invitation.
She didn’t stop kissing Austin as Ryan’s warm hand slipped under her boring panties. She should have found something sexy and feminine to wear, but all her lingerie was plan and practical. She shopped for comfort, not style. It was too late to worry about that now. They had all seen her panties when she had been on the horse, and it hadn’t made them run away in horror.
Ryan’s fingers ran along her wet folds and circled her clit. She spread her legs wider and gave him better access. He didn’t disappoint as his large digits ran over and over her little throbbing pearl.
Austin’s hand ran along her stomach, before he palmed one of her heavy breasts in his hand. He flicked her nipple and she sucked in a breath, breaking away from his kisses. He tweaked and played with her distended bud before paying her other nipple the same attention.
Taylor moaned and wiggled on his lap. Her tender ass made itself known, and the ache and pleasure collided. Ryan kept teasing her clit over and over, driving her closer to release while Austin lifted her top and lowered his mouth to her nipple. His warm tongue flicked over her, and when he lifted his head, the cool air made them tighten further.
“You have the warmest, silkiest pussy, baby girl,” Ryan said. “I can’t wait to taste it.”
“Ha?” she questioned. “You want to do what?”
“Taste your hot little cunt,” Ryan replied. “One day, when you are ready, I’m going to spread your legs wide and lick you until you come.”
“Oh, okay, sure,” she said.
Taylor threw her head back and let the men play with her body, bring her closer and closer to release. Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked up at the men she’d had a major crush on.
All three of them were touching some part of her body, and they were so damned hot to watch, she could come from the sight of them alone. Austin’s blond hair was rumpled from her running her fingers through the strands as his head hovered over her chest. His hazel eyes had looked at her with a lust that had surprised her due to his previous objections to her.
Ryan bulky shoulders pressed against his brothers’, jammed between them on the small couch. His brown shoulder-length hair was tied back away from his tanned face. His hazel eyes the same color as Austin’s held a warmth that she hadn’t seen in his older brother yet.
Tyler still held her foot in his large calloused palm. They were worker hands, and the rough texture on her smooth feet delighted her. His curly blond hair sat like a mop on his head and his green eyes looked at her with passion.
“I’m so close,” she told them, grabbing onto Austin’s hair and holding him close to her breasts.
“Then come for us, little red,” Austin said.