The Rescue for Hire Collection, Volume 1 (MM)

Rescue for Hire 1

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Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 67,138
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In Bear’s Pup, we meet the team members of Rescue for Hire that form a family of heroes. Cade Miller is the owner of the company and is a dominating alpha in mind and body. Cade rescues Bret James on a mission. The instant connection between the two cannot be denied, and he decides to keep him. Bret may have submissive qualities that mesh completely with the big bear, but it is his mischievous side that keeps Cade on his toes and coming back for more.

In Jack’s Sweets, Jack Woods is a paramedic of the team, a caregiver by nature, but on his off time turns in to a wild, hard partier. After watching his best friend and boss fall in love he decides he wants that. Putting his party ways behind him turns out to be harder than he thought when an ex won’t stay an ex. Brian Hayward has never felt an accepted part of anything. Meeting Jack and being brought into the family of the rescue team is a dream come true. Then a horrible tragedy strikes, causing Jack to use his every medical skill to keep life going.

In Damian’s Treble, Damian White has been observing Treble Walker for months, trying to find a way to catch the dangerous lethal little man, but Damian wants a forever. Treble Walker is a corner observer who sees everything. He knows the new pilot has been watching him, but when he asked him if he wants to hook up he gets turned down. Why does that intrigue him?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Bellann Summer is a Siren-exclusive author.

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Bear's Pup (MM) Jack's Sweets (MM) Damian's Treble (MM)

The Rescue for Hire Collection, Volume 1 (MM)
4 Ratings (5.0)

The Rescue for Hire Collection, Volume 1 (MM)

Rescue for Hire 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 67,138
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 “What are your orders, boss?” Tony asked.

Not taking his eyes off the small man and finding he was a bit irritated that Jack was touching him, Cade ordered, “Have everyone come in and take a break. Find something to eat and rest for thirty.”

The man on the cot turned his head and looked at Cade. Even though the poor guy was exhausted, cold, and injured, he had the most beautiful warm, velvety brown eyes Cade had ever seen. And they just grabbed a hold of something inside, taking his breath away. Cade couldn’t stop himself from gently placing his hand on the man’s thin wet leg.

“Don’t leave me,” the man pleaded.

“I’m not going anywhere,” Cade stated.

Turning to Jack, he asked, “Does he have to be taken to the hospital, or can I take him home with me?”

“What the hell, boss?” Jack was clearly confused. Standard procedure after a massive disaster rescue was getting basic identification details. Jack also evaluated the victim and decided if the person needed a hospital or just had to go to a shelter that was usually set up for victims to be reunited with loved ones. Jack couldn’t recall any of his teammates ever becoming personally involved with a victim. Especially his powerful, by-the-book boss. Jack had never seen him act this way toward a recue before.

“Answer the question, Jack.” Cade may have been addressing Jack, but his attention was clearly on the man lying on the cot.

“Well, I will need to draw blood. Standard procedure for infections. I have meds for that and the pain, which should help him over the next couple of days. He’s conscious and aware, but should be closely monitored over the next twenty-four to forty-eight hours. Mostly he will sleep and need hydration,” Jack explained.

“Alright, do what you have to do. Then when the rest of the team is finished with their break, take over. I’m taking him home to recover. If you need anything, I’ll have my phone on me,” Cade told his second. Jack looked him right in the eye for a minute, and then they seemed to come to an understanding. Nodding, he went back to work.

Cade, on the other hand, didn’t quite know why he was acting like this. He just knew he was taking this little man home to heal. During that time he would find out if this attraction, connection, and what his gut was telling him were real.




He had just finished washing his hair when he felt a hard wet chest press against him from behind. Muscled arms, bigger around in size than his own thighs, wrapped around him. Lips made their way from his ear down the side of his neck to nibble at the point where it met his shoulder. A hand pinched his nipple while the other swept down and rubbed his balls.

“Put your hands against the wall, baby,” Cade ordered.

Bending over, he placed his hands flat on the tile in front of him. Widening his legs, he exposed everything to his bear. Then he felt a tongue lapping at his balls. His legs trembled when that tongue traveled up and placed sucking kisses right behind his sack. Again that tongue traveled, this time back to his balls taking one in his mouth. Bret couldn’t help the moans filling the shower. One of his Bear’s thumbs breached his hole. As Cade gently took his other ball into his mouth, he worked his thumb around to loosen him up. Then Cade’s other thumb joined the party, widening him even more. Bret started rocking back into the invasion that felt so good.

Cade let go of the pup’s sack and started giving him biting kisses over his butt cheek and slowly working his way up his spine. Now and then he would stop and zero in on one of the pup’s hot spots. All the while he kept working his thumbs in and out of his tight hole. Once he reached Bret’s shoulders, he started sucking on the spot where it met his neck. Cade was thinking that spot was more often than not going to have a purple mark on it in the future. He kept sucking and working his baby’s body, enjoying the whimper and moans that were coming out of his mouth. Pulling one thumb out, he reached for the bottle of lube. Snapping open the cap, he put the tube next to his other thumb and squeezed lube into his baby, working it around with his thumb. Pulling his thumb out, he used the excess to slick up his cock and shove it into that sweet hole. Stopping for a moment, he let the pup adjust to his invasion. Starting the slow slide they both enjoyed, he pulled the pup from his bent-over position and up against his chest encasing him in his arms. Continuing to build up speed, he made sure he hit that bundle of nerves every time. His reward was a scream that echoed off the walls of the shower and streams of cum painting the wall in from of them.





There was a moment of quiet and then he heard metal scraping across the hard surface of the floor as the shelving was pushed away from the door. A voice that marched goose bumps up and down his arms said, “You can open the door all the way now.” Jack’s breath caught in anticipation at what he would find behind that door. Brian had managed to keep the kids thinking they were still playing a game. He had, again, somehow pushed those shelves aside to let their would-be rescuer in. At least he hoped it was rescuing that was happening and not killing. He knew after moving the metal shelving twice he wouldn’t be much of a threat. He had never been a strong person and now his arms felt like spaghetti. But these kids were his responsibility.

So, he stood there ready to protect his children from a potential threat with a broom. Brian prayed he had made the right decision letting the guy in. Then the door opened further and what he saw made him freeze. A mountain of a man walked in. He had to be at least six foot five and he was all dressed in black. His shoulders looked to be as wide as a yard stick. He was wearing some kind of vest and a helmet on his head, but Brian could still see blond hair sticking out from beneath it. His face was suntanned and Brian fell into the most piercing grass-green eyes he had ever seen. Brian wasn’t quite sure if he should go plaster himself up against the guy or run the other way.

Jack opened the door and stopped in mid-step. Before him stood the most beautiful man he had ever seen. He was very small, maybe about five foot three or so. He wasn’t just thin, he was almost fragile looking. He had tiny hands that were fisted around a broom handle in front of him, ready to fight. His face was delicate, with a cute little nose tipped up at the end and pouty lips. But what drew Jack in were his eyes. They were large and blue. Not light blue or dark blue, but a blue, blue with long, thick, dark lashes surrounding them. For just a moment Jack stood there, memorized by those gorgeous eyes. He watched as they filled with an answering spark of attraction.

Jack knew the man was scared, yet the tiny teacher was determined to protect the children in his care. Jack noted that this was not an easy task as another little head popped out and then disappeared, from their hiding place behind a large box. And just like that Jack decided after the rescue was over he was keeping him.




His soon to be lover was not a passive lover. Even if he couldn’t use his hands, Brian’s arms were wrapped around Jack’s shoulders and his slim legs were locked around his waist. Jack glanced down and watched as the man’s hips humped up against his abs, his slender dick decorating Jack’s belly with trails of pre-cum.

Jack would have loved to flip the man over, open him up, and slide home into that tight ass, but those ripped up knees wouldn’t be able to handle that. So he reached for the lube and after pouring some onto his fingers, he breached Brian’s opening with one finger. The muscles tightened around his knuckle, squeezing tight. “Baby, you’re going to have to relax. I’m a big boy and I’m never going to fit.”

Jack wasn’t lying about being big. His dick was a good ten inches and very wide around. Because he liked his partner’s small, this always presented a challenge. Lifting his head, he took those pouty lips in another kiss. Immediately the muscles strangling his finger relaxed and he could slip another in. Scissoring and loosening the muscles even more, finger number three joined the party. He broke the kiss and started sucking and nipping the side of Brian’s neck. The man was writhing under him, moaning words of “more and harder.” Deciding he was ready for number four, Jack slowly pressed it in and stopped letting Brian adjust.

Brian looked up at the man that had him opened wider than he had ever been before. They may not have known each other long but in Jack’s eyes he saw deep feelings of lust, possession, and more caring than he had ever seen in anyone else’s. And in that moment Brian fell in love.

Jack pulled out his fingers and quickly tore open the condom, sliding it on and coating it with lube. With a slow steady thrust, he opened Brian up even more. Jack started a rhythm of deep thrusts that rubbed against the small bundle of nerves that had Brian moaning and babbling. Then Jack stopped moving and grass-green eyes met wide, baby blue eyes. Holding him tight in his arms and with his dick possessing him completely, Jack gave the small man his heart.





The food came and they both started eating, the quiet overtaking the table.

Treb’s mind was racing. He was a loner. He was a simple man. He watched and observed. He did not go on dates. He did not invite people to watch him teach. He did not spill his guts! He was never afraid.

Standing up he quietly said, “Bathroom.”

In the bathroom, Treb did the only thing he could think of.


“Bret. Shit, you gotta help me,” Treb spoke into the phone. He was so not panicking. Really he wasn’t.

“Treb, is that you?”

“Yeah, I’m at a restaurant with Damian. This afternoon we went up in his ultralight. Then I asked him if he wanted to come along with me to my self-defense class. Now I just spilled my guts all over the table and it’s your fault.” Treb was in a rant now. “You’re the one that said to try talking more. You’re the one that said it’s okay to talk to people. You told me they aren’t all stupid pricks. Do you realize I am calling you while hiding out in the bathroom?”

“Take a deep breath, Treb,” Bret said soothingly. “Did Damian seem to like going to the class?”

“Yeah, except maybe when I used him to show everyone pressure points and laid him out on the mat a couple of times.”

“Did he have a problem with you spilling your guts?” Bret continued calmly.

“No. But I didn’t stick around too long. I called you,” Treb answered.

“I think it’s okay, Treb. I think you’re just not used to talking so much. It’ll get easier. Now hang up and go back out there. Damian is a good guy,” Bret instructed.

“Okay. Thanks.” Treb hung up the phone, took one last deep breath, and left the bathroom.

Back at Cade and Bret’s house, Bret was rolling around on the sofa laughing hysterically. Cade scooped the pup into his arms and sat down holding him close.

“What’s so funny, baby?”

“Cade, you are never going to believe it.” Bret chuckled. “Treb is in love!”




Damian chuckled. “You think you’re up for a blow job, Treble?”

“A man is always up for a blow job,” Treb stated indisputably.

“All right, you eat all of the soup and take your pill with the entire glass of water and I’ll give you a blow job.”

Treb finished the last bite of the sandwich. Then he lifted the bowl of soup and drank it down, not stopping until it was gone. Taking the glass of water, he held out his hand, palm up for the pill. The pill and the water were gone in seconds. When he had finished the water, he wiped his mouth on his sleeve like the ten year old he sometimes still acted like. Setting the glass on the tray, he handed the whole thing back to Damian. Now he was ready for the real prize.

Damian took both trays back to the kitchen and returned to find Treb with his jeans open and his long slim prick out, stroking it top to bottom. Damian could see it wasn’t as hard as it usually was but with all of the trauma Treb’s body had endured the last week or so and all the drugs in his system, he wasn’t surprised.

Kneeling down by the side of the sofa, his hand joined Treb’s in stroking the silky prick, firming it up even more. Grabbing Treb’s hand, he leaned over and took the head into his mouth and started sucking on the end. Treb’s head fell back against the pillow as he let out a small whimper.

Damian let the cock slip out of his mouth. “Treble, if you move or tense up any part of your body, I will stop.”

“Okay,” Treb panted. No matter what, he was going to follow Damian’s orders.

Taking the head of Treb’s cock back into his mouth, he started sucking while his tongue pressed into the tiny hole at the end. More whimpers came when Damian changed the angle just a bit and took the whole cock into his mouth, down to the curly dark hair at the base.

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