[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]
Jill has known CJ and Vernon most of her life but is just admitting her attraction to them. Will it ruin their friendship, though? The men have loved her for a long time and are intent on convincing her to take the chance at a dream come true. When a storm takes out her bedroom, they realize they could have lost her and make it their goal to make her their wife.
Can Jill put the fear out of her mind that she will come between them and lose their friendship forever? Or will she screw up a chance at a lifetime of love and devotion from the two men who mean more to her than anything?
Vernon and CJ have until the repairs on her house are complete to convince her of their determination to make her theirs.
Will she trust that they can share or lose out on the promise of two?
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A Siren Erotic Romance
Marla Monroe is a Siren-exclusive author.
“So stay with us until they finish the repairs. We have plenty of room.” CJ tossed the dish towel toward her from across the room.
“My hours sort of suck for being a good roommate, guys. You know that.” Jill smiled, knowing they were two of the most relaxed guys she’d ever been around. They wouldn’t sweat her oddball nursing hours.
Vernon shrugged. “Not like we haven’t been accommodating them since you started working them anyway. Don’t keep throwing up roadblocks. Stay with us for the few weeks it will take to renovate your house. You were damn lucky not to have been killed when that tree fell through the roof.”
Being at work had been a blessing for her. Almost a week earlier, a storm had blown a tree over into her house and taken out her bathroom and part of her bedroom—the bed part. Now she was staying in the local hotel, but it was an expense and a hassle she didn’t need.
“Are you both sure that you don’t mind? I don’t want to be a problem.”
“I don’t want to hear that again. We’ll help you move your stuff over tonight. You’re not working again ’til Friday, right?” CJ pushed away from the kitchen sink and headed toward her.
“Unless something happens and they need me.” She was always on call, it seemed like.
“Good. Let’s make a list of what you need for the next three weeks. There’s plenty of closet space in the master so you don’t have to worry about bringing too much.”
“Vernon, I don’t need to stay in the master. I’ll stay in the little room at the end of the hall. It’s cute.”
“It’s too small for you to stay in for more than one or two nights. You’ll stay in the master. It’s got everything you’ll need, especially if you have to get up in the middle of the night or something. You’ll have your own bathroom.”
CJ chuckled when she frowned at Vernon and crossed her arms. She guessed she did look funny standing toe-to-toe with a six-foot-five-inch ex–navy SEAL. He was built like a linebacker with a surprising grace in how he moved. She could never sneak up on him, but he could startle her anytime.
Her small frame and short height of five foot four inches was easily lost between the two men. CJ wasn’t small by any means at six foot four inches with broad shoulders and a wide chest. Both men had dark brown hair that grew out just enough that she could see the slight curl in CJ’s while Vernon’s would be straight as a board. Both men had worn their dark brown hair a little long and on the wild side during their teenage years. Then once they had headed off to the navy, they’d shorn their locks and kept them that way even after being discharged nearly six months earlier.
While Vernon had dark brown eyes that were almost too pretty to look at, CJ’s were a rich hazel with flecks of color that seemed to give them a glowing quality. She loved looking into both their eyes but made it a priority not to after having almost made a fool of herself staring into Vernon’s one night several weeks before the storm.
She had nearly leaned in and kissed him. It had been a hard wake-up call for her. She had known that she was attracted to both men, but hadn’t realized that she could succumb to them so easily.
Both men had served together as SEALs and were best friends. She had known them since she had dared them to swim across Stanley’s pond one summer when she was barely twelve. They had been more than happy to show her that they could do it. When she had beat them both to the other side, they had formed a fast friendship there, and it had endured all sorts of trials and tribulations over the years.
“Don’t laugh, CJ. I’m serious. It’s a waste of space for me.”
“Nothing is a waste for you, baby.” Vernon frowned at her.
“Fine. I’ll take the master. It won’t be for very long anyway.”
“I’ll make a list of what I need and then stop by on the way back from the gym tomorrow. They aren’t going to be working on it until this weekend anyway.”
“We’ll follow you and help. I don’t like you there alone with the place torn up like it is. Besides, you need us to carry your big suitcases.” Vernon walked out of the kitchen toward the living room of their spacious two-story home.
The two men had gone in together right out of basic and bought the house, updating and renovating it all throughout their enlistment in the SEALs. The house was a major showplace for men everywhere, with the most up-to-date appliances in a dream kitchen to the audiovisual masterpieces in the living room and outdoors. Even Jill could appreciate the master suite and had hoped to be able to bring some of their decadence into her own little house now that she had to make the updates anyway. Still, it wouldn’t be anything compared to the massive spa they had created.
If she was truthful, she would argue that some of the updates to their house had been made at her insistence that when they found a wife, she’d want them. So far, they hadn’t even appeared to be looking for one, though. She often wondered about that. They had joked all through high school and then once they had gone into the navy together that they would marry the same woman and live a ménage relationship.
“We’re too much alike. We’d only fight over a woman if we fell in love with her. Nothing is going to pull us apart,” CJ vowed one late summer evening after a swim party and general barbecue.
“What makes you think some woman would take both of you up on a threesome?” she’d asked playfully.
“If she won’t, we’ll just chill.”
Vernon carried her up the stairs with CJ right behind them. She shivered with excitement and anticipation. When they arrived in the bedroom, Vernon eased her to the floor and took her face between his hands as he leaned forward to kiss her. She was vaguely aware of CJ removing her clothes with slow, measured movements as if trying not to interfere with Vernon’s kiss.
She opened her mouth to his ministrations as he simply licked along her lips then around the inside of her mouth. He sucked in her lower lip and teased it with his tongue before moving on to slide it alongside hers. Heat centered at her core as her cunt spilled her juices down her thighs.
“Bed, Vernon. I want her pussy. I can smell her sweet honey.”
Vernon hummed into her mouth but finally pulled away and backed her up to the bed where he lifted her and laid her back on the covers.
She didn’t have to be told to spread her legs. She let them fall open in expectation of CJ’s mouth at her pussy. He started at her thighs and licked his way up first one then the other, cleaning her juices as he went. The sensation left her shivering in his wake. The closer his mouth got to her cunt, the hotter her blood raged through her body.
Vernon covered her breast with his mouth and sucked for all he was worth. He crammed as much of it into his mouth before backing off and concentrating on her nipple. His other hand tweaked and pinched the other nipple, sending lines of sensation straight to her cunt. Between the two men, she began to squirm. The intense feelings were beginning to drive her wild. It was too much and not enough.
Her nipples were on fire from Vernon’s nipping and pinching. Her clit began to tingle from the stimulation of her nipples. She’d never thought about there being a direct correlation between the two before. Now, it was almost overwhelming. She couldn’t stop the whimper that eased from her throat.
Vernon chuckled, and it vibrated around her breast and further affected her clit.
“Oh, God. I’m so close.”
CJ latched onto her pussy lips and began sucking them into his mouth, rolling them and pulling on them. Her cunt needed something to fill it. When he pushed two fingers inside her, Jill hissed out a yes! Still, it wasn’t enough. She needed a cock to stretch her to that point of painful pleasure.
“More! Please, more.”
CJ curled his fingers and began stroking her hot spot while he lapped at her clit in long, hard strokes. She felt the explosion whipping along her spine and center in her clit before it tore over her and through her. She screamed and bucked beneath the two men. Barely had she come down before CJ was urging her to turn over to her hands and knees.
“I want to watch you suck Vernon’s big cock, baby. How much of him can you handle?”
Jill stared across at Vernon as he removed his jeans. His dick was standing out away from his abdomen, heavy with arousal. He moved until he was at mouth level with her and urged her with it against her lips. She licked delicately up the thick stalk using just the tip of her tongue. He groaned for her. Encouraged, she flattened her tongue and did it with more pressure.
“Fuck, baby. Suck it. You’re killing me.”
She smiled and opened her mouth wide. He pushed just the cockhead inside her mouth, and she latched onto it, sucking hard. Vernon grabbed her head in both hands, curling his fingers into her hair and scalp.
Jill hummed her approval as she swirled her tongue around the stalk of Vernon’s dick. Then she pulled almost off and sucked her way back down until his cock reached the back of her throat. He groaned. When she backed off of him it was to find a drop of pre-cum glistening in the slit. She licked it, moaning at the tangy taste of him. He hissed out a breath and tightened his fist in her hair.
She drew in a deep breath, and excitement at his dominance burned in her blood. She never knew she would like anything like that. Then CJ grabbed her attention by fitting his cock at her slit and pushing forward. Her juices paved his way, but he still had to stop and pull back to start again. Between the pressure of his dick inching its way inside her wet cunt and the tug of Vernon’s hands in her hair, Jill couldn’t concentrate on either one of them.
“I’m going to fuck your lovely mouth, baby. Just relax and open wide for me.” Vernon’s slow, deep drawl curled inside her stomach and left her relaxed as he carefully tunneled into her mouth with his thick cock.
He fucked her all the way to the back of her throat and stopped. She relaxed the muscles in her neck and pushed forward, taking more of him than she had thought possible. She quickly came off of him.
“Fuck! Do that again, baby.”