The Men of the Border Lands Collection, Volume 1 (MFM)

Men of the Border Lands

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Word Count: 109,242
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In Belonging to Them, while escaping slavery in the Border Lands, Heather hides in a trailer belonging to brothers Brandon and Bolton. They take her to their farm and prove they won’t harm her. Bolton quickly falls in love, but Brandon pulls away. After a wolf attack almost takes her from them, Brandon must realize he could lose the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

In A Home with Them, fed up with the reluctant men who have cared for her for five years, Jessie takes matters into her own hands. Wyatt and Kent worry that their kind of love isn’t what Jessie needs, but a tough life out in the Border Lands and a kidnapping show the men that Jessie belongs with them.

In Their Border Lands Temptress, after the year of catastrophes, Ronnie jumps at an offer of protection from a lifelong friend. When the safety becomes abuse, she runs. Brice and Garrett know she needs a man to protect her, and they are hell-bent to help her. When danger shows up at their door, Ronnie must decide if she’s ready for them to be more than lovers or if she’s too scared to let them into her heart.

The Border Lands are a dangerous place, but love and passion are often the keys to surviving.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Marla Monroe is a Siren-exclusive author.

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Belonging to Them (MFM) A Home with Them (MFm) Creation of Desire (MFM)

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The Men of the Border Lands Collection, Volume 1 (MFM)

Men of the Border Lands

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 109,242
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Brandon loaded the supplies he and Bolton had obtained during their trip to Barter Town. They planned to make a stop in Skyline, the deserted city closest to their home, deep in the deserted outlands of west New America. Bolton walked up with a frown on his face.

“What’s wrong?”

“I couldn’t find a part for the pump.”

“We’ll look in Skyline when we go through. Not very many people salvage there with the wolves having taken up residence.”

“I hope we find it. The one we’re using isn’t going to work much longer.”

“Ready to load up and leave?” Brandon asked.

“Let’s go. I’m tired of being here.”

Brandon knew why his brother hated Barter Town. The women. They were little more than slaves here. Ever since the year of catastrophes, women were a rarity and highly sought after. In one year, floods, tornadoes, earthquakes, tsunamis, and droughts had devastated the earth, toppling governments all over the world. All of this was followed by diseases that had killed even more. The United States, now called New America, had been one of the hardest hit. Now, five years later, less than a third of the population survived.

They started to load up when a noise caught their attention. They looked at each other and walked back around to where they’d closed the doors to their U-Haul trailer. Brandon threw open the door. A whimper came from the back of the trailer. Bolton climbed inside and cursed. He dragged out a female of about twenty-two years old. She had matted, reddish-brown hair and wore torn clothes a mile too big for her.

“What in the hell are you doing in our trailer?” Bolton asked, still holding her arm.

“Please. Take me with you. They make me do things.”

Brandon closed his eyes. He knew what things. Two men ran a brothel of a sort with women they’d caught or traded for. Neither of them used it, because of the way the women were treated.

“I can’t send her back there, Brandon.” Bolton said the obvious.

“Ah, hell. Climb back in and keep quiet until we get out of town.”




Brandon grabbed another towel and quickly dried off. He picked her up to carry her to the bed while his brother dried off. She held on to him, but didn’t protest. When he dropped her on the bed, she giggled and scooted up into the center.

Bolton joined them and immediately went after her tits again. He latched onto one, drawing an immediate “ah” from Heather. Brandon shouldered his way between her legs and blew across her cunt with a warm breath. She bent her legs and let them fall apart, giving him better access to her sweet pussy lips. He placed openmouthed kisses against her sex. She tilted her pelvis to get closer to him.

“You taste like honey. I could make a meal off of your sweet pussy.” He stiffened his tongue and began to slowly fuck her with it. She whimpered and tried to fuck him back with her hot cunt.

He looked up and found his brother kissing along her neck and shoulders now while he pinched and pulled on her breasts. She turned her head as if in search of his mouth, and when he realized it, he took it. The sight of them kissing caused his dick to throb and his balls to tighten.

Using a finger, he carefully entered her wet pussy and found her hot and tight. He pumped it in and out for a few seconds, then added a second finger to stretch her. She would be so fucking tight on his cock. He curled his fingers in search of her hot spot, wanting to be sure she came before they fucked her. She jerked when he located it, and began a soft keening noise. He looked up and found that Bolton was back at her breasts again.

Brandon gently stroked her G-spot and sucked on her clit at the same time his brother pulled on her nipples. Heather exploded around him. She milked at his fingers with her tight cunt as if trying to hold him inside of her. He couldn’t wait to feel her do that to his cock.

Before she had even calmed down, Brandon climbed up and lifted her hips to align his cock with her slit. He began pushing in even as Bolton massaged her breasts, whispering softly in her ear how good she was. Brandon slowly fucked in and out of her until he was balls deep, touching her womb. He held himself still as she adjusted to him. Her wide eyes told him he filled her. Her tight vaginal muscles swelled around him. He gritted his teeth as he waited for her to relax.

When she began moving against him, he knew she was ready. He pulled out and pushed in, in long, slow strokes until she was grunting and lifting her pelvis to urge him faster. He smiled and gave her what she asked for. He sped up and began thrusting over and over inside of her. He wasn’t going to be able to hold on. It had been too long, and she was so fucking tight. He reached between her pussy lips and found her clit and tapped it. She reacted immediately, wrapping her legs around his waist and screaming her release.

Brandon held himself inside of her as he shot streams of cum deep inside her sweet cunt. They both collapsed against the bed. Bolton stroked her shoulders and arms until she’d caught her breath. Before Bolton could move, she’d rolled over and latched onto his cock with her mouth. He groaned and stroked her head.

Brandon felt his dick harden all over again watching her bob up and down on his brother’s dick. She licked around the rim of the mushroom head before sucking it down again. The ecstasy on his brother’s face proved that she was good at sucking cock. When he could take it no longer, he gently extracted his dick from her questing mouth and told her to get on her hands and knees.

Heather didn’t hesitate. She rolled over and presented her ass to his brother. She looked over her shoulder with heavy-lidded eyes. Bolton positioned himself behind her and pulled her ass cheeks apart. Brandon licked his lips at the sight of her dark rosette. He wanted her ass, but figured it would be some time before she would be ready for that.

Bolton plunged inside of her wet pussy and began pounding into her with a look of bliss on his face. Brandon could well understand it. She was tight, and in that position, he would be able to go deeper into her hot cunt.

He watched as Heather began shoving back against Bolton as hard as he tunneled inside of her. At this rate, his brother wouldn’t last much longer. He reached beneath Heather and fingered her clit to help her reach her climax at the same time as his brother. He knew what it felt like to have her vaginal muscles milk his cock.





“Just glad it’s snuggle time.” He wiggled his eyebrows. "How about you ride me, cowgirl?”

“Yippie aye ay.” She started to climb on his hardened dick, but Kent stopped her.

“No you don’t. Not yet. I want to prep that pussy first. You just lie down on Wyatt.”

“I’m all wet and ready now, Kent.”

“Humor me, baby.”

Jessie stuck her tongue out at him, but complied. She licked and nibbled on Wyatt’s chest and nipples until she had him squirming. Then she was the one squirming as Kent began playing with her pussy. He tickled her clit with his finger, then plunged two of them inside her. She moaned and laid her head down on Wyatt’s chest, just trying to breathe around the pleasure. He fucked her cunt with his fingers, then stroked her hot spot until she was about ready to come.

Then, she felt him circle her back hole. She stilled as he gathered her juices and spread them around her ass. He slowly pushed his thumb inward.

“Push out for me, baby. Let me in.”

Jessie wanted this. She wanted both of her men filling her and hadn’t known how to bring it up. They were doing it for her. She pushed out and his thumb popped in past the ring of resistance. He began pushing it in and out. Then he pulled it free and she felt a cold gel squeezed in her ass. She shivered.

Kent pushed a finger inside of her ass, pushing in and pulling out over and over. Then he added a second one. It burned, but she could handle a little burn. He shoved them in and out, spreading them to spread her. When he added a third finger, she thought she would cry out with the tremendous burn, but it gave way to something far better. She felt nerve endings coming alive. She couldn’t help it, she began to push back against him.

“Jessie, climb on top of Wyatt now, baby. Slide his cock inside of you.”

Jessie carefully moved to position Wyatt’s massive dick at her slit and then slowly lowered herself until she was sitting all the way on him. Kent pushed her down to lie on Wyatt’s chest. Wyatt wrapped his arms around her back and whispered how proud he was of her, and how good it was going to feel to have both of them filling her.

Kent pushed in the three fingers over and over. She could feel them against the thin membrane separating his fingers from Wyatt’s cock. The sensations were awesome. She couldn’t handle much more. She begged Kent to fill her.

Kent pulled his fingers out and she felt the head of his cock at her back door. He began to push in against her ass. She pushed out, trying to accommodate his massive size. It burned so badly. Then he popped through and stilled to let her get used to him. She breathed out and began moving back against him. She needed him to move. He took her hint and pulled almost all the way out, then plunged back in.

She could feel her men sliding back and forth inside of her. Never had she felt so full. Finally, she felt truly connected to them. They were whole now. When Wyatt pulled out, Kent pushed in, and then Wyatt pushed in while Kent pulled out. Over and over, faster and faster they suspended her between them, doing all the work. She felt nerve endings all over come alive. Wyatt rasped over that hot spot again and again.

She knew she was going to come, and fought it. It was too much. She would splinter into a million tiny pieces if she came.

“Oh, God. I’m going to die. It feels too good.”

“Fuck, you’re tight. I can’t hold on much longer, Wyatt.”

“Neither can I. Come for us, Jessie. Come on, baby,” Wyatt said in a strained voice.





“What the hell?” Brice slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop not three feet from a downed buck in the middle of the road.

“Brice, there’s a truck off in the ditch over here. I bet it lost control when it hit that deer.” Garrett, his best friend, poured out of the cab and raced to check on the driver.

Brice threw the truck into park and got out to check that the deer was dead. He figured by the size of it that it had done some damage to the truck that hit it. The driver would be lucky to be alive. He slid down the bank of the ditch to the sounds of his friend cursing a blue streak.

“Fuck, Brice. It’s a female.”

“How bad is she?” Brice braced himself for the worst.

As a paramedic before the year of catastrophes, he was used to seeing the damage a car wreck could do to a human body. He didn’t want to see it on a female. There were so few left of them now, they were bought and sold like cattle on the black market.

“I can’t get to her. We’ve got to get the door open. It looks like the deer hit her on this side, and she lost control and ran into the ditch. She’s got a head injury for sure by the way she’s bleeding.”

“Okay, let’s work on this door,” Brice said.

They pried on the door until it gave and Garrett was able to get it open enough that Brice managed to squeeze in to check her over. She had a two-inch cut at the edge of her scalp that was bleeding like crazy. Blood covered her face, making it difficult to tell if she had any facial injuries as well.

“Garrett, get the first-aid kit and hand me some gauze and tape so I can stop this bleeding.”

He heard Garrett climbing up the ditch. He returned to check out the unconscious female and found she had a swollen left wrist. He’d used his knife to cut her seat belt and slit her clothing, so he could check her chest for bruising from the steering wheel. Thank God there was none around her chest, but the left side of her ribcage was reddened and beginning to bruise. More than likely the deer hitting the door had slammed her into it. He hoped there weren’t any broken ribs.

“Here you go.” Garrett handed Brice a handful of gauze and a strip of tape already cut.

“Good going.” He gently applied the gauze then taped it securely around her head, adding enough pressure to slow down, if not completely stop, the bleeding.

He continued checking down her body. She had bruising all up and down the left side. He couldn’t see much of the right side to know how badly she was hurt there. They needed to get her out and somewhere warm. It was the early part of October, but already the days were beginning to get chilly and the nights downright cold.

He hated to move her because he didn’t know how badly she might be hurt internally, but there were no doctors or hospitals in the Border Lands, and she would die for sure if they left her in the car much longer. She needed what little medical attention he could give her.

“Got to move her. I’m going to need your help, Garrett.”

“I’m here. Just tell me what to do.”

“I’m going to lean her out the door so we can pull her straight out. You carry her to the truck once I get her legs off of the floorboard. Be careful of her ribs on the left side. I’m worried they’re cracked, if not broken. She’s bruised to hell back there.”

They maneuvered her around in the truck and finally got her out so that Garrett could carry her up the steep embankment of the ditch. She began to squirm and moan in his arms.

“Brice, she’s waking up, and she’s not happy.”

“Put her in the backseat, and I’ll work on her there. Then see what she was carrying and load it in our truck while I’m settling her down.”

“Put me down. Oh, God. What happened?”

Brice could hear the female fussing in a weak voice.

Garrett tried to soothe her as he carried her to their truck.

“Easy, there, little lady. You’re hurt awful bad. Brice is going to see about you, though.” He laid her in the back of the truck and backed away for him to get to her.

“Who are you? What are you doing to me?” she demanded.

“Shh, we’re not going to hurt you. You hit a deer and had a wreck. We’re just trying to help you.”

“God, I hurt all over. My head.” She moaned.

“Let me check your ribs now that I’ve got you so I can see you.”

“You’ve taken my clothes off! What are you doing?”

Brice ignored her fussing and warded off a few weak blows from her right hand. Her left hand hung limply and was already swollen. He hoped it wasn’t broken.

“You may have some busted ribs, and I think your left wrist is either broken or badly sprained.”

“I’ve got to get home. I’ll be okay when I get home. Everything will be fine once I’m home.”

She sounded like she was going into shock now.

“Do you have someone at home who can take care of you?”

“It’s just me. I’ll be fine. Just take me home.” She began to try to sit up.

“Don’t move. If you have a broken rib, it might puncture a lung. I need to tape them, but I can’t like you are now.”

“Is the blasted deer dead?”

“Yep, it’s dead all over.” He didn’t have a clue where this was going.

“Get it then and bring it with us. It’ll make good meat for the winter. I can use all the meat I can get.”




He was gloriously aroused and larger than she had originally thought. There was no way he would ever fit inside of her. He was too big of a man.


“Shh, baby. He’ll fit.”

She had nearly forgotten that Brice was holding her.

“Relax, Ronnie. I’d never hurt you for anything. Let me do all the work.” Garrett knelt on the bed and lifted her hips to align his massive cock with her slit.

She felt him drag himself up and down in her juices before he began to press forward. She panicked at first when he began to push into her. Brice kept whispering in her ear how beautiful she looked and how good it was going to feel. She almost missed it when he finally popped inside her pussy with the massive head of his cock.

“There we go. You’re so fucking tight, baby. Hold on to Brice. I’m going to fuck myself into you.”

She grasped Brice’s forearm with her good hand and tensed up. Brice kissed her and told her to relax.

“He’ll feel so good when he fills you up, Ronnie. Just let go and let him inside.”

Garrett slowly backed out then pushed back in, over and over, until he had managed to lodge himself all the way inside of her hot pussy. He bent forward and touched their moist foreheads together as he rested and allowed her to adjust to his massive girth.

“You okay, baby?” he asked.

“I’m so full. You’re all the way inside me, aren’t you?”

“All the way. Are you ready to move now?” Garrett wiggled his dick a little, and she smiled at the sensation it made inside of her.

“Fuck me, Garrett. Make me come again.”

Brice moved out from behind her and lay next to them. As Garrett began to pull almost all the way out, he sucked and nibbled on her breasts. Then Garrett was pushing back inside of her again. Over and over, deeper and deeper, faster and faster, until Ronnie thought she would die from the pleasure racing in her veins.

“Brice, I’m not going to last, man.” Garrett’s voice sounded strained as he pummeled her pussy with his dick.

“I’ve got her, man.” Brice sucked her nipple deep into his mouth and tongued it while slipping his hand between her and Garrett to rub her clit.

Ronnie screamed as her cunt exploded. She felt her cunt muscles squeeze down hard on Garrett’s cock. Then he was coming with her, and she felt him fill her with his cum before collapsing over her. She struggled to breathe and then laughed when Brice reached over and pushed Garrett off of her.

Long minutes later, a very exhausted but obviously satisfied Garrett rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He returned a few minutes later with a wet cloth he used to clean her up. No one had ever done that for her before. Then again, no one had ever made her come, not once, but twice in one night. She looked over at Brice.

“What about you, Brice? Isn’t it your turn?” she asked.

“You’re tired, Ronnie. You’re still recovering from your wreck. I don’t have to come tonight. I will another time.” He pulled the covers over her after snuggling up against her.

“I want to make you feel good, too. You and Garrett made me feel so good.” She turned to face him and curled her hands in his chest hair. “Please, let me make you feel good, too. I won’t sleep, thinking about it.”

“Ronnie, baby. You don’t have to do this.”

“I know. And that’s probably part of the reason why I want to. You’re not making me.” She shoved the covers down and tugged on his thermals to push them down his hips so she could get to his cock. When he sprang up from the soft material, she smiled.

“What’s so funny down there?” Brice sounded a bit put out that she was all but giggling over his cock.

“It’s just that it’s so big. I mean, I knew Garrett would be big because he’s a really big man, but you’re not as big as he is, but your cock is just as thick.”

“Thanks, I think,” he said with a frown.

Ronnie took that moment to lick his dick from base to tip and back down again. It jumped in her hands. She couldn’t get one hand around it, so she used both hands and held him firmly while she explored his cock. She licked him around and around until a drop of pre-cum pearled in the slit at the top. She stuck out her tongue and tasted it. His taste exploded on her tongue like a banquet. His salty essence was spicy as well. She delved into the slit for more. He hissed and dug his fingers in her scalp.

Ronnie was careful not to put too much pressure on her left wrist as she took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked. He growled low in his throat as she sucked her way down his thick stalk until she couldn’t go any farther. She swallowed around him and moaned when he pulled on her hair.

“Fuck! Do that again, baby. That felt so damn good.” Brice’s voice came out all strained and raspy.

She hummed around his thick dick and felt him jerk in her mouth. He liked that. She pulled back up, letting her teeth graze him just a bit as she did. Then she sucked around the crown and swallowed back down him again.

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