The Drierge Brothers (MFM)

Blood Exchange 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 37,999
28 Ratings (4.4)

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, vampires, HEA]

Angelina Canley has been blind from a very young age. She is saved from mortal injury when Lucan Drierge removes her from the path of danger. Lucan Drierge is a vampire and knows Angelina is mate to him and his brother, Trey. He invites her back to his home for dinner, and they begin to court their woman.

They have to convince Angelina they love her and would give their lives to keep her safe. Their mate tries to run from them but can't take the last step to leave. Just when their relationship begins to settle and their mate is more accepting, evil stalks their woman.

Will they be able to protect the love of their lives, or will they be too late to save her?

Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

A Siren Erotic Romance


Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.

The Drierge Brothers (MFM)
28 Ratings (4.4)

The Drierge Brothers (MFM)

Blood Exchange 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 37,999
28 Ratings (4.4)
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Cover Art by Les Byerley
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Lucan Drierge felt like he’d been struck by lightning. The woman walking down the sidewalk toward him was like poetry in motion. He watched the graceful way she moved, flowing and elegant even though she was impaired. Her cane swished back and forth in front of her. Her eyes were covered with dark glasses, and not being able to see them frustrated him. He wanted to know what color they were. Since her hair was blonde, he imagined her eyes were blue, but he wanted to see them for himself to be sure.

He shook himself from his trance when another pedestrian bumped into him, and he moved out of the way. With a thought, he hid himself from view, keeping his gaze fixed on the blind woman. He wanted nothing else to distract him from her. Who was she, and why did the sight of her move him so deeply? Lucan had come out onto the nocturnal Portland streets to feed, but now nothing mattered except the woman before him.

His heartbeat accelerated as she approached. Like him, she didn’t need the brightness glowing from the streetlights. Unlike him, she looked completely calm and composed. If he tried to talk to her, he was going to make a fool of himself. But I must know her name.

Using his preternatural senses, he brushed against her mind, and her name drifted into his mind. Angelina Canley, such an apt name for her. She looked so angelic, he was afraid to approach her. If he dared to speak to her, would she even give him the time of day?

Lucan wasn’t used to feeling unconfident. Not being mortal, he had powers beyond the imagination of a human. He could move so quickly he couldn’t be seen by the naked eye. He could float amongst the clouds, could dissolve into tiny particles and reemerge in the blink of an eye, and he had the strength of more than ten men. He could read minds and heal another by exchanging blood. Forming fireballs and electrical sparks was a breeze to him, and he could use his mind to compel others to do his bidding.

Yet none of those powers could help him now. What good was being a vampire when all he wanted was to talk to the woman of his dreams?

When she walked past him as he hid amongst the shadows, she turned her head toward him, as if she knew he was there watching her. The scent of her blood pumping from her heart and through her veins called to him. He could just imagine the sweet, pure taste of her life-giving fluid as it flowed over his tongue and filled his organs.

Cloaking himself so none of the humans would be aware of his presence, he moved away from the brick wall he was leaning against. Her scent called to him, and he had to follow her. He knew she was on her way home from work after a long day and even though she was tired, she found the walk invigorating. He knew where she lived and intended to follow her, to make sure she arrived home safely.

He inhaled deeply and pulled her scent into his nostrils and lungs. He knew without a doubt in his mind that she was their mate.

Lucan had never reacted to another human being the way he was reacting to her. The scent of her blood running beneath her skin was so sweet, he was having trouble containing his inner beast from rushing over to her, taking her into his arms, sinking his fangs into a vein, and tasting her sweet essence. His muscles had grown taut at the first sight of her, and he was shaking with the need to be close to her. He had never felt such excited desire before. Adrenaline ran through his body, making him feel so strong and masculine, but at the same time, weak with desire.

She was so small compared to him, but to the normal mortal she was a good height, standing around five foot nine. She wasn’t petite, but she wasn’t hefty. She had an hourglass figure with abundant breasts and nicely rounded hips. Her legs were long and, from what he could see beneath her denim blue jeans, muscular. He wondered if that muscle tone came from working out or walking everywhere.

She hesitated at the corner of the street and cocked her head, appearing to listen. When the pedestrian sign turned green, the signal sounded that it was safe for her to walk. She placed a foot forward, about to step off the curb.

His preternatural senses kicked in, and he leaped forward. He clasped her arm and pulled her to a halt, just as an out-of-control cab careened through the red light. The noise of the vehicle colliding with another was so very loud to his sensitive ears. He cringed as metal connected with metal and glass exploded into the air and onto the ground. Then the sounds surrounding him diminished as blood roared in his ears.

She smelled of honeysuckle and vanilla, and the top her head only came up to his chin. He could hear her rapid heartbeat, and the scent of her blood running beneath the surface of her skin called to him. He felt his gums beginning to itch and knew he was in danger of losing control. But wouldn’t allow that to happen. He didn’t want to scare her away. Not when he’d only just found her.




Lucan lifted his angel up into his arms and strode purposely from the room. He took the stairs two at a time, his brother following close behind, and he entered the room he and Trey had prepared a long time ago for their mate. Trey swept his hand in front of him, dispelling the dust from the room. He carried Angelina to the large bed and gently placed her in the middle, climbing on beside her with Trey on the opposite side.

Cupping her cheek in his hand, he turned her head toward him, leaned over, and covered her mouth with his own. He nibbled and nipped on her lower lip until her flesh parted and he tasted her sweet breath. His tongue slid out and pushed into mouth, and Lucan groaned as she tentatively responded. His balls tightened at the sound of the whimpers emerging from her throat, and he tangled his tongue with hers, deepening the kiss. One taste of her would never be enough. He withdrew his tongue, released her lips, and opened his eyes to look down at her.

She was so beautiful, so lush and ripe, with her passion simmering beneath the surface. He moved his hand beneath the material of her shirt, and Trey took her mouth. He released the buttons on her blouse and parted the fabric. Her skin was tinged pink with her desire, from her breasts all the way up her neck to her cheeks. Lucan reached up and released the front catch of her bra, and her nipples peaked in the cool air. He bent his head and took one of her ripe berries into his mouth and sucked. Her nipple touched the roof of his mouth, and he growled as he tasted her sweetness on his tongue. He gently scraped one of his now-elongated fangs over the hard nub and caged her soft, fleshy mound with his hand as she bucked up into his mouth.

Lucan pulled back and stood to the side of his bed. He had to have her now. He couldn’t wait another minute. He pulled his shirt up over his head, heedless of the buttons ripping from the material, and shucked his jeans and briefs. He climbed back onto the bed, but this time he made room for his body between her legs. He undid her pants and hooked his thumbs into the waistband, pulling them and her panties down her legs and off over her feet. Trey pulled her shirt and bra from her torso, and then he, too, began to remove his clothes.

Placing the palms of his hands on her shins, Lucan slowly, gently slid them over her soft, warm skin. He took deep breaths, trying to hold his inner beast back when the scent of her pussy reached his nostrils. His palms smoothed up the inside of her thighs, and he gently spread her legs. He moved his body down between her limbs until he was lying on his belly. He lowered his head and kissed the top of her pubic mound then slid his tongue into her dew-moistened slit and licked over her clit. His angel bucked her hips up, silently begging for more. His tongue glided through her folds and pushed into her cream-filled hole. Her salty-sweet essence coated his tongue, and he lapped it up and swallowed her fluid.

Moving his free hand to the top of her cunt, he lightly caressed her clit, producing more of her sweet cum. His tongue moved between her labial lips again, flicking and laving over her clit as he slowly rimmed her hole with a finger. He gently thrust his digit into her cunt and growled as her muscles clenched around his flesh.

Lucan pulled his finger out and pumped it back in, all the while attending to her engorged bundle of nerves with his tongue. She was so damn tight that he wondered if she was a virgin. Then he remembered what she said. That she never had one man touch her, let alone two. His angel was as pure as her name.

As he thought of any other man touching his precious angel, a flood of possessiveness washed over him. No one else would touch her. He would never let her leave for the rest of eternity. He brushed against her mind with his own and felt how much she needed Lucan and Trey to put out flames burning inside her.

He withdrew his finger and mouth, sat up between her legs, and clasped her hips. He aimed his cock for her pussy and stayed still with his flesh kissing hers. He halted before pressing into Angelina and looked into her face, still obscured by the dark glasses. Tentatively, he raised one hand and brushed the hair away from his angel’s face.

“This is your first time, isn’t it, baby?”

She nodded and wriggled her hips, teasing his cock with the delicious moisture seeping from her cunt.

 “Are you ready?” he asked, pushing his cock against her wet folds, and she moaned in response. “Baby, I need to know.”

She nibbled on her bottom lip, appearing hesitant for a moment, but then her resolve returned.


“Yes what, angel? I need to hear you say it.”

On a shuddering breath, she said, “Yes, I’m ready. Please.”


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