The Alpha Province Collection, Volume 2 (MFMM)

Alpha Province

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 136,010
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[Siren Menage Everlasting: Erotic Romance, Menage a Quatre, Paranormal, Shape-shifter, MFMM, HEA]

Shining Beacons

When Dusty Cutter heard her step-brother’s evil plans for her, she packed a bag and hightailed it out of Tucson, Arizona. She suffered more than enough at his hands and isn’t about to let him ruin her life.

Broden, Archer, and Airen Higgens didn’t think they’d ever meet their mate, until they entered the Ambrose hotel. As soon as they saw her gorgeous face and scented her fragrance, they knew she was theirs.

Broden and his brothers end up saving Dusty’s life when she has an allergic reaction and goes into anaphylactic shock. After treating her, they take her back to their home to recover, and while their inner Kodiak bears are eager to mate with her, the men know she needs to get used to them first.

When they reveal what they are, Dusty thinks they’re lying until they show her otherwise. Even though she’s worried trouble is going to follow her to Ambrose, she can’t resist the three, big, sexy men and she agrees to be their mate.

And then all hell breaks loose.

Precious Angel

Kenzie Howard is devastated when her abusive father sells her to a pimp for money, but when she hears the plans for her, she’s terrified. She manages to escape by stealing a car, but doesn’t get far before the pain of being used as a punching bag gets too much.

Jayson Cannon is horrified at finding his mate unconscious, bruised, and battered in a car on the side of the road just outside of Ambrose, North Dakota. He calls in the doc and his brothers, Jordan and Jenson, to help him get their mate back to his home.

The three brothers are worried about how they’re going to explain to their mate that they’re panther shifters, but that ends up being the least of their concerns when they have to claim their mate to save her life.

Just when their relationship is strengthening, danger comes to Ambrose and Kenzie goes missing. Jayson, Jenson, and Jordan hope they aren’t going to be too late to rescue the love of their lives.

Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.

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The Alpha Province Collection, Volume 2 (MFMM)

Alpha Province

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Shining Beacons


Dusty glanced toward the bar and quickly looked away again when she noticed the three big men sitting on the bar stools watching her in the mirror. Heat suffused her cheeks, and she shifted in her chair when her body responded to their handsome faces and brawny physiques. She frowned over her reaction, because she’d never been attracted to a member of the opposite sex like she was to them, and it worried her. How could she be attracted to three men at the same time? That wasn’t like her at all, but she couldn’t help but notice that all the men sitting around the room were muscular and handsome.

“Here you are,” Emmy said.

Dusty had been so lost in thought she hadn’t noticed the waitress coming back. At least this time she hadn’t made a fool of herself by nearly falling off her chair again. “Thanks.”

“Are you ready to order?”

“Can I just get a bowl of your seasonal vegetables?”

“Whatever you want.” Emmy smiled, but Dusty could see worry in her eyes. She hoped she didn’t look as bad as she felt, but she guessed she did when the waitresses gaze lingered on the dark smudges beneath her eyes. “I’ll be right back.”

Dusty nodded and sighed with relief when the beautiful, tall woman hurried away. Tears burned the back of her eyes, but she blinked rapidly until she had her emotions under control. She didn’t normally fall apart, but having a stranger show her a bit of compassion nearly made her lose her shit. Hopefully, after a good night’s sleep, she would feel better. And that thought brought up another concern.

Where the hell was she going to stay?

Minutes later, Emmy was back with her bowl of vegetables. Dusty swallowed the saliva that pooled in her mouth and then gaped at the woman when she sat in the seat across from her.

“This is a great town to be if you’re in trouble.”

Dusty choked on the sip of cola she’d just taken. She coughed and spluttered until tears leaked from her eyes. Once she had her breath back, she wiped the moisture from her cheeks and then her lips with the napkin. She eyed Emmy warily, pulling her lips into a tight line since she was determined to not reply.

“I arrived in Ambrose after months of running scared. I overhead a plot to kill a lot of politicians in a hotel in Houston, and after giving a testimony at the trial, I ran. The bastards I’d helped put behind bars put a hit out on me, and there was nothing the police could do, so I took off. I worked for cash, meandering my way across the country until I landed here.

“Ambrose and the men in it turned out to be a godsend. I’m now mat…married to three men who love me, and I love them more than life itself. They protected me when the danger caught up with me, and I’ve never been happier.”

Dusty opened her mouth to reply, but she didn’t know what to say, so she quickly closed it again.

“I know how exhausted you must be. You’re pale, and you have dark marks under your eyes. The guys in this town are very protective of those weaker than they are and wouldn’t hesitate to put themselves in the line of fire to keep anyone weaker than them safe.”

“Why are you telling me this?” Dusty frowned. She had no idea she was such an open book and hated that this stranger, this woman, knew she was in trouble. She didn’t like other people knowing her business, because it was too damned dangerous. She had no idea who she could and couldn’t trust.

Emmy cocked her head and stared intently at her. “Because I’ve been where you are. I don’t know what you’re running from, but I can tell you that you’ll be safe as long as you stay in this town.”

“You can’t know that.”

Emmy nodded. “Yes, I can. Eat. I can hear your belly rumbling from here.”

Since she was hungry, she decided to do as the woman said. If she hadn’t been starving, she would have told Emmy where she could shove her vegetables.

She scooped up a forkful of cauliflower with cheese sauce and assumed the sprinkling on top was pepper. She quickly chewed and swallowed the food, and immediately felt her tongue swelling and her airway closing.

Oh fuck. That wasn’t pepper. It had to be nutmeg.

Dusty gazed at Emmy frantically as she gasped air through her rapidly closing throat, making frantic wheezing sounds. She clawed at her throat and thumped the table hoping that the other woman would realize she was in trouble.

Emmy shoved to her feet, knocking the chair over behind her, and yelled across the room, “Broden, she’s having an allergic reaction. She can’t breathe.”

Dusty grew lightheaded, her vision dimmed, and even though her throat was almost closed, she was able to draw a minimal amount of air into her starving lungs. She felt herself sliding from her chair onto the floor, but she couldn’t stop herself. She landed on her side, and what little oxygen she had left was forced out the minute gap in her throat.

Her nails raked down her throat and everything around her faded away as blackness swirled in front of her eyes. She felt a hand on her body, and then someone stabbed something into her thigh. Her last thought before she lost consciousness was that the leader of the biker gang had finally found her, and he had just jabbed a knife into her leg.




Broden nuzzled his nose against her cheek, and then his mouth covered hers. She groaned as he delved in deep, his tongue twisting and twirling around hers, before sliding along it.

Huge, warm, calloused hands caressed over her shoulders and arms and down her back. A quick flick of fingers had the catch on her bra springing open. Broden broke the kiss and set her back on her feet. She kept her head lowered as her bra dropped to her feet.

Archer clasped her hand in his and squeezed it. “Don’t hide from us, sweetness. You have no reason to be ashamed.”

“You’re a fucking sex goddess,” Airen breathed into her ear as his hands smoothed up and down her sides, mapping her curves and getting closer to her breasts each time he caressed upward.

“Please?” Dusty didn’t care that she was begging. Her whole body was aching with unrequited hunger. She needed them so badly, she felt as if she’d die if they didn’t touch her soon.

When she felt warm breath puff against her back, she realized that Airen had gone down to his knees behind her. She held her breath when he tugged the button of her jeans open and lowered the zipper. A whoosh of air left her lungs when he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her jeans and panties, and her heart flipped over.

“Holy Christ,” Airen breathed out when she was standing naked in front of him and his brothers.

“What?” she asked with a frown and tried to see Airen.

She shivered when he caressed his hands over her ass cheeks.

“Have you ever seen such a sexy ass?” Airen asked in a hoarse voice.

“Never,” Archer replied breathlessly. “You are innocence, sin, and perfection all rolled up into a small, gorgeous package, sweetness.”

“I’m not—”

Broden placed his finger over her lips, cutting her off. She gazed up into his eyes, then gasped as he swept her up into his arms. “You’re beautiful, baby.” He slanted his mouth over hers and took her down to the mattress. Cool sheets met her hot, naked skin, causing her to shiver.

The heat coming from Broden’s huge body seemed to sear right into her insides, and her desire ratcheted up another notch. He kissed her deeply, passionately, until she was sure she was about to pass out from lack of air. When he released her lips and kissed his way down her neck toward her chest, she gasped and groaned. Her breasts were swollen and achy. Her areolae were puckered into tight buds, and her nipples were hard points. Each time Broden shifted, the hair on his chest and his warm skin caressed her nipples, making them ache for more.

“Broden?” Dusty threaded her fingers into his cool, silky black hair and tugged.

“What is it, mate?” he whispered against the skin between her breasts before he licked her.


Broden lifted his gaze to hers. “Do you like that, baby?”


“Then you’re going to love this,” he said right before he laved his tongue over one of her sensitive, distended nubs.

“Ah!” she cried softly. Having Broden’s tongue licking at her nipple was the most amazing thing she’d ever felt. Cream leaked from her pussy when her muscles clenched, and her clit throbbed.

Dusty had been so intent on Broden she hadn’t even noticed that Archer and Airen were lying on the bed at her sides. There was no way she could miss them when they each cupped a breast in their hands and kneaded the soft globes as Broden kissed and licked his way down her belly.

She was thankful she was very flexible, because if she hadn’t been, she probably would have ended up with sore inner thighs and hips. Broden was so big, his shoulders so wide, her legs were splayed so far, she was almost doing the splits.

Archer cupped a cheek and turned her face toward him. His mouth slammed onto hers a second after their gazes met. Airen was pinching and plucking at one nipple, while Archer was rolling the other one. Juices trickled from her pussy down toward her ass.

She turned her head away from Archer’s when Broden wrapped his big, burly arms around her upper thighs and breathed on her soaked pussy.

“What are you—” she cried out when he licked up through her folds from bottom to top and swirled his tongue around her clit. “Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Ohmygod.”

Archer lifted her breast as he lowered his mouth to her chest. She bowed her breasts up when he and Airen both sucked her nipples into their mouths. Her womb and pussy clenched, forcing more cream to drip from her pussy.

* * * *

Broden salivated at the first taste of their mate’s delicious cream. His bear chuffed with delight and licked his lips. She tasted so fucking good, he wanted to spend hours eating out her hot, wet cunt, but he didn’t think he’d realize that dream today. Her legs were already trembling, and from the way her belly was jumping each time he licked over her clit, it wouldn’t be long before she was screaming in ecstasy.

He shifted his right arm, reaching further around her leg, and rimmed her pussy with his finger.

She gasped and groaned, and when he glanced up her body, pride filled his heart and soul when he saw she was rolling her head back and forth on the pillow. Her lips were parted as she gasped in breath after breath, and her face was flushed.

Archer released one of her light brown nipples with a pop and then scraped the edge of his teeth over the sensitive bud. She bowed her chest up toward his brothers’ mouths.

Broden closed his eyes and drew the scent of her sweet honey deep into his nose and lungs, and then he lashed her clit rapidly with his tongue as he pressed his thick finger up into her cunt.


Precious Angel


Jayson Cannon sang along with the radio as he drove his truck toward his hometown of Ambrose, North Dakota. His brothers had been bitching and moaning about not having a couple ingredients for the dish they’d wanted to make for the day’s special, but instead of one of them deciding to drive to Crosby to the store, they’d continued arguing.

He’d had enough of their shit and without a word had left the kitchen of the Ambrose Hotel, gotten into his truck, and taken off. Normally he and his brothers got on, but lately they’d all been quick with their tempers. Him included.

Jayson had a feeling it was going to get worse before it got better, but what pissed him off was he had no idea why they were all so antsy. Usually, him, Jenson, and Jordan were levelheaded and even-tempered.

He’d just turned his truck from 103rd St NW onto 127th Ave NW when he spotted the car on the side of the road a few hundred yards in front of him. He wondered if the car had been abandoned or if it had broken down. He was just about to pass it, but he slammed on the brakes when he saw a blonde head leaning against the window. The driver could have been taking a catnap to circumvent fatigue, but when the hackles on his neck rose and his gut knotted, he knew there was something wrong.

After making sure the road was still clear behind him, he put the truck into reverse and backed up. He parked behind the silver four-door sedan, turned the ignition off, and got out. Using his inner animal’s enhanced vision, he kept his eyes trained on the driver just in case they were up to no good. This close to the US/Canadian border, it wouldn’t surprise him if the person in the car was a criminal and pulled a gun on him.

He stood outside the door and waited for the driver to notice him, but they were either deeply asleep or dead. Once more calling on his inner panther, he used his enhanced hearing and nearly sighed with relief when he heard a heartbeat.

Inhaling a deep breath as he prepared to tap on the window almost had his knees buckling. The amazing aroma of oranges and peaches, two of his favorite fruits, had his mouth watering. His feline yowled with excitement and leapt at his stomach, trying to get out so he could get to its mate.

Jayson shoved his panther back and this time when he inhaled, he did so through his mouth. His cock was a hard spike in his jeans, threatening to bust his zipper out, but he ignored the fiery lust coursing through his blood. He needed to find out if his mate was all right. He suspected her car may have broken down and although he felt like a bastard for thinking it, he hoped it wasn’t an easy fix.

He tapped on the glass of the window, but the woman inside didn’t stir, the back of her head was still resting on the glass. Jayson didn’t want to open the car door and scare the shit out of her, so he decided to walk around to the passenger side of the car.

A roar of fury bubbled up from his chest and escaped out of his mouth before he could stop it. His mate’s face was bruised and swollen out of proportion. Her eyelids looked as if they were swelled shut.

He didn’t even remember opening the door or climbing into the car beside her. His hands trembled as he reached for her, but before he touched her, he hesitated. He wasn’t sure if he should move her or not. He could be doing more damage without even knowing it. He dug into his pocket and pulled his cell phone out and called Broden. Broden Higgins was a Kodiak bear shifter and he also happened to be the one and only doctor in their small town.

“Jayson, what’s up?” Broden answered.

“I need you here, now!”

“Where are you?”

“On 127th Ave NW, a few hundred yards from town.”

“Do I need my medical bag?”

“Yes. Bring Jenson and Jordan with you. Hurry, Broden.” Jayson disconnected the call and gently placed his hand on his mate’s forehead. Her skin was hot and feverish. With a carefulness he hadn’t known he’d had, he brushed her blonde hair away from her face and gazed intently at her. The bruising was dark and new. She looked as if someone had used her as a fucking punching bag. He ground his teeth so hard his jaw cracked and wondered if he’d end up breaking a tooth.

Her arms, legs, and feet were bare and covered in bruises, too. He wanted to lift her into his arms and tell her that she was safe, that whoever had hurt her was a dead man, but he clenched his fists instead. Jayson reluctantly shifted his gaze away from his mate and down the road toward Ambrose. A sigh of relief left his parted lips when he saw Doc’s vehicle speeding toward him. He got out of the car, leaned on the metal body, and crossed his arms over his chest.

Broden screeched to a halt and then guided his truck onto the verge of the road. Jenson and Jordan were out of the vehicle before the doc had turned the ignition off.

“What’s going—” Jenson groaned and stumbled before he righted himself.

“What’s that delicious—” Jordan gasped.

“Mate,” Jayson, Jenson, and Jordan said at the same time.

“Who’s hurt?” Broden asked as he got out of his truck, medical bag in hand. “Did I hear y’all say mate?”

Jayson’s panther hissed at the Kodiak bear shifter when he was close enough to the car to bend down and look in at his mate.

“What the fuck?” Broden growled.




When the table was clear and wiped down, Kenzie sat on the table and tugged her T-shirt up and over her head. She smiled as she imagined the shock her mates were going to get when they turned toward her and found her naked. It was hard to keep from giggling as she removed her clothes, but she managed. With the noise they were making as they rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, she didn’t alert them to what she was doing. Or at least she didn’t think she did. They never once looked her way.

Using her hands to lift her ass off the table, she scooted back and then reclined over the cool wood with one hand resting above her head and the other on her nervous stomach.

Kenzie waited with bated breath for her mates to notice her.

* * * *

Jay glanced over to the dining room when he realized Kenzie hadn’t brought the cloth back. The pan he was holding in his hand clattered to the floor with a loud bang, but he ignored it. A loud roaring set up in his ears as he eyed her naked body over. He didn’t remember consciously thinking about moving as he bumped shoulders against his brothers. There was no way he could apologize to them when all the saliva had dried up in his mouth and his tongue felt thick and ungainly.

His thighs bumped against her knees when he was in front of her. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists, trying to curb his eagerness to touch her sexy, naked body. Jay was worried he’d frighten her with his intensity or get too rough in his enthusiasm.

“Holy shit!” Jordan growled. A shatter followed his statement and Jay almost chuckled when he realized his brother had dropped and smashed a plate. He didn’t give a fuck. They had more than enough money to replace anything they broke hundreds of times over.

“Sweet mercy,” Jenson rasped, and a thud followed his statement.

Jay had no idea if Jenson had dropped something or walked into something in his eagerness to get to his mate, but he wasn’t about to look and see. He was too busy staring at his gorgeous, sexy woman.

Kenzie gave them a coy, sultry smile as she caressed a finger up over her belly, between her breasts, and toward her mouth. Her lips parted, and she sucked on the tip before pulling it out from between her lips. “So, who’s first?”

Jay growled with appreciation as he dropped to his knees and skimmed his hands up over her legs from her knees up toward her pussy. When he stopped short, she groaned with disappointment. He smiled as he caressed back down to her knees, pushed his arms under her legs, and hooked them over his arms before lifting and spreading her wide.

“What are you—” Kenzie moaned when he licked from her creamy entrance up to her clit. “Oh god.”

Jenson and Jordan climbed onto the table with her. Jenson cupped a breast before kneading and massaging the soft feminine globe. Jordan cupped a cheek, turned her head toward him, and claimed her mouth with a ferociously hungry kiss.

Jay laved the flat of his tongue over her sensitive nub and then flicked it with the tip.

Kenzie’s groan was muffled by Jordan’s mouth as she bucked her hips up toward Jay. She jerked and whimpered when Jenson sucked her nipple into his mouth and began suctioning on it.

Jordan released her lips before kissing and nibbling his way down her neck toward her chest.

Jay lapped his way back down toward her dripping hole and groaned as he slurped up as much of her juices as he could. She tasted so good, sweet, and spicy with a hint of orange and peach into the mix. Two of his favorite fruits.

He licked his way back up to her clit and lashed it with the tip of his tongue while rimming her entrance with a finger. She cried out and arched up closer to his mouth.

He growled when he slowly penetrated her, the heat of her body almost burning his finger, and her honey dripped out onto his hand.

Jenson scraped his teeth over her nipple and then licked it before kissing and nibbling his way up her neck, over her jaw, and finally slanted his mouth over hers.

Kenzie threaded her fingers in Jenson’s hair, moaning and groaning while Jay slowly thrust his finger in and out of her cunt, gaining depth and speed with each pump.

Jordan twirled his tongue around her areola, tormenting and teasing as she clutched at his hair and pressed his mouth closer to her breast. Jenson broke the kiss and nibbled his way down her neck, licking, lapping and sucking on the erogenous zone just under her ear.

Her gasps and groans of pleasure were music to Jay’s ears, but they weren’t anywhere near enough. He wanted to hear her screaming his name as she toppled over into nirvana.

He gently grazed his teeth over her clit and added another finger to her pussy. She sobbed with pleasure and bowed her hips up, her legs trembling and her belly jumping as he slowly inched his digits into her hot, tight, wet cunt.

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