[Siren Menage Everlasting: Erotic Romance, Suspense, Reverse Harem, Contemporary, Cowboys, Western, Soldiers, Paranormal/ESP, MFMM, HEA]
Kendra Donald fled New York City months ago and hiding who she really is, is the only option she has until she’s safe again.
Being able to see and commune with the dead isn’t something she wants to get out more than it already has, but she can’t ignore her calling forever.
Carson, Westin, and Shayne Millard lost their sister to violence while they were serving in the SEALs, and they are riddled with guilt. Especially Carson since he takes the responsibility of being the eldest sibling seriously.
Kendra wants to give the brothers closure so that their sister, Christina can move on but she isn’t sure that will ever happen since Carson doesn’t believe her and doesn’t want to have anything to do with her.
That all changes when Kendra is able to tell the Millard’s things about themselves and their sister she shouldn’t know.
When Kendra disappears, Carson and his brothers are the first ones to search for her.
Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.
Kendra had never been so embarrassed in her life. She couldn’t believe the young woman ghost attached to the three men she’d been bringing coffee to had somehow tripped her up. What annoyed her the most was that the spirit had smiled with amused glee.
No matter how many times she glared at her and told her to go away mentally, the ghost ignored her.
Kendra knew from experience that she didn’t need to speak out loud for the spirit to hear her, but apparently the dead woman wasn’t in an accommodating mood. In fact, Kendra had a feeling the ghost hadn’t finished with her mischief. She just hoped that none of the customers got hurt because of the ghost’s shenanigans.
Because she was the only server her night was already hard enough without having to worry about cleaning up messes since she’d been deliberately tripped. She was just glad that one of the guys had been watching her because if he hadn’t she might already be on her way to the hospital or a doctor to get stitched up. She’d seen the large pieces of broken cup she’d been falling toward and if she’d landed on them she definitely would’ve been hurt. How badly was anyone’s guess but thankfully, she hadn’t had to find out.
She hurriedly mopped the floor, placed the Wet Floor sign before the dampness and then she carried the bucket and mop back to the kitchen and shoved it the corner out of the way. After washing and drying her hands she rushed back out to the café, got three fresh mugs of coffee and carted them to the brothers.
Yes, she knew they were brothers thanks to the spirit even if she didn’t know the ghost’s or the guys’ names. She worked quickly and efficiently delivering meals, refilling drink orders and serving desserts to those who had ordered them. By the time the dinner rush hour had wound down, people paid and began leaving, she was exhausted and her feet hurt.
She was aware of the spirit following her around and the three men still sitting in the back corner, but she ignored them all as best as she could. Finally more customers left until only the ghost’s brothers remained. They were all sipping hot coffee and she was aware of them staring at her, but she kept her gaze averted as she began cleaning up. She’d already carried most of the dirty dishes to the kitchen and she was cleaning out the coffee machine. After that she’d need to put the chairs up and when those men had left she’d begin mopping the floor so that everything was clean and fresh for tomorrow.
Kendra had never been more relieved that the café didn’t stay open as long as the diner. Especially since she’d pulled a double shift and tended to the customers on her own.
When she felt a cold presence behind her, she didn’t turn and didn’t react but just kept doing what she was supposed to.
After the coffee machine was clean, the counters all disinfected and wiped down, she headed into the café proper and began to lift the chairs up onto tables.
The more she ignored the spirit, the more the deceased woman taunted her. She poked her in the middle of her back, sending icy fission racing up and down her spine. She shoved Kendra in the shoulder, but thankfully she saw the ghost’s intent from the corner of her eye and was able to brace against it so that she didn’t stumble or fall.
After that incident the apparition seemed to give up, or so Kendra thought and she sighed with relief, hoping that the brothers would hurry up and finish their third cup of coffee and leave so that Kendra could finally finish work and go home.
She was just lifting a chair up onto the table near where the men were sitting and felt something tugging at her hair. To her shock, the scrunchy she used to keep her hair up in a bun was pulled out and because her hands were full, she couldn’t do anything to stop it.
Her hair fell down her back in waves and this time she’d had enough. She was tired, grumpy from all the ghost’s taunting and she was at the end of her tether.
“Damn it, Christina! Stop it!” Kendra snapped, glancing at the grinning ghost woman who suddenly disappeared from view. Kendra bit her lip when she realized what she’d said and didn’t dare turn to look at the men whom she could feel drilling holes into her back.
“Kellie? Are you all right?” one of the men asked.
She nodded but continued working until all the chairs except theirs were up and out of the way. When she heard a seat scrape over the floor, she turned and stepped toward the kitchen, intent on getting a bucket of hot water with cleaning detergent and the mop, but she stopped when a large hand gripped her shoulder and turned her.
Kendra kept her gaze in the center of his chest while hoping that her face wasn’t as red as it felt.
“I don’t know what’s happening here but something weird is going on,” he said. “Who the hell took your hair down?”
She finally raised her gaze to his, nervously licked her lips then said, “Do you really want to know the answer to that question?”
“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t.” He frowned down at her.
She shook her head and took a step back. “I don’t think you do. You’re not ready to hear the truth.”
Shayne cupped her chin, turning her toward him then he parted his lips over hers. Westin cupped and molded a breast then he rolled the hard, pink nipple between his finger and thumb. Kendra moaned and moved her legs restlessly.
Hooking his thumbs into the waist band of her jeans, he pulled them down over her hips then her legs and off.
Her legs were long, shapely and toned. Her belly was flat and her hips rounded. Unable to resist touching her any longer, he smoothed his hands up over the soft skin on the outside of her legs, over her hips and dipped to her slim waist. Knee-walking higher up the mattress until he was situated between her knees, he stared at her cunt and groaned.
She kept herself groomed but the hair on her mound was so light, so blonde it may as well have not even been there. However, when he saw a drop of honey dew glistening on one of the strands, his mouth watered.
Carson lowered to the mattress on his belly, hooked her legs over the crook of his arms, spread her wider, shoved his head between her legs and licked up through her soaked folds. He groaned at the first addictive taste of her juices and lapped up as much of her cream as he could. He licked a path up to her clit, swiped his tongue back and forth over the sensitive knot of nerves and listened to her soft moans.
Even though he was trembling with desire and wanted to bury his dick into her cunt balls deep, he wanted to make her come first.
From what he remembered her saying, Kendra had only ever had sex once and the asshole she’d gifted her virginity to hadn’t cared anything about taking care of her and seeing to her needs.
He and his brothers would always put Kendra first and if they couldn’t hold off and exploded first, none of them would ever leave her hanging.
Pushing his thoughts aside, he rimmed his finger around her entrance then slowly pushed it into her pussy. She was so fucking hot, wet and tight and she was going to feel so fucking good wrapped around his dick.
He licked and lapped at her folds, clit and swallowed down her delicious cream. Adding another finger to her cunt, he pumped them in and out, stretching her while pleasuring her. When he heard her moan, he opened his eyes, glanced up and groaned when he saw that Westin and Shayne were suckling on her nipples.
He could feel her legs trembling with arousal and though he loved how vocal and passionate she was, how responsive, he wanted her screaming as she flew.
With that goal in mind, he added a third finger, eased them all into her drenched cunt and growled when she clenched around him, coating them in her honey.
Carson grunted with approval when she almost attacked Westin when he went to kiss her. She was so aroused she was going after what she wanted, what she needed and that was even more of a turn on.
Carson twisted his fingers inside of her, eliciting another moan and then he began to gradually increase the pace of his shunting digits. He finger fucked her while swirling his tongue over and around her clit.
When Westin broke the kiss, Shayne immediately took their brother’s place and he ravished her with an animalistic hunger and for a moment Carson worried that he was being too rough and aggressive with their woman. He knew differently a moment later when Shayne slowed the kiss and started to pull away. Kendra gripped the back of his neck, holding him in place as she tangled and dueled her tongue with Shayne’s.
Carson closed his eyes and thrust his fingers into and out of her harder and faster, making sure to caress her G-spot.
He drove his fingers into her another four or five times and the next time he stroked them into her, she rocketed toward space with a scream. “Carson!”
He kept plunging his fingers into her convulsing cunt until he’d wrung every last vestige of pleasure from their woman.
When she went lax as she gasped for breath, he knew she’d given him everything and he carefully eased his fingers from her pussy.
Westin and Shayne caressed her, bringing her back down from the rapture and she panted for breath.
Carson sat up, licked his fingers clean and wiped his mouth and chin.
He just sat there staring at her while trying to ignore the throbbing need in his dick. She was so damned gorgeous with her cheeks still flushed, her lips red and swollen, but it was the smile of wonder and satiation on her face that had his chest puffing up with pride.
Carson had made her come for the first time. Her orgasm hadn’t been self-induced and he couldn’t wait to spear his cock into her pussy and make her climax again.