[Siren Menage Everlasting: Erotic Romance, Paranormal, Futuristic, Sci-Fi, Menage a Quatre, MFMM/MFMMM, HEA]
Shannon Regis buys a Celtic warrior slave bracelet and finds herself transported to planet Aeros, where she meets triplets Barclay, Darby, and Gilmore Calhoun.
The Calhoun brothers see the bracelet on Shannon’s upper arm and know she has been sent to them by the goddess of love and beauty, Branwen. They have to convince Shannon that she isn’t dreaming or hallucinating and is in fact no longer on Earth, but they also have to convince her that she is meant to be their bond mate.
Just as Shannon seems to be finding her place in her new home, trouble brews from some of the Calhoun brothers' warriors, and they kidnap her. Shannon is in for the fight of her life, but knows she is no match for nearly seven-foot, crazy warriors.
Will her warriors get to her in time to save her? Or will they be too late?
Annie Strident is whipped away from Earth when she finds and tries on a gold slave bracelet. When she wakes up she thinks she's dreaming. Sharm, Baro, Mott, and Riek Tammock, rulers and warriors of the planet Cardinal, have been searching the galaxies for their bound. They never expected for her to appear out of nowhere in the control room on their battleship, Reason.
As they try to convince her to mate with them, their hated nemesis infiltrates their ship, and since the Sytax use their mind to battle they think all is lost. That is until their mate saves them. But there is a traitor in the midst who is hell bent on getting rid of them to take over the rule of Cardinal. They need to find their conspirator before he kills them and Annie. However, before they can put their plan into action to catch the quisling, the Sytax invade. Can they defeat their enemy or will they all die?
Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.
Aeros! Where the hell is Aeros? And why did they speak about Earth like it was another planet? Wait! Did the one called Darby just say that Earth is months away from here? Are they fucking crazy?
It was a damn shame they all seemed to have a screw loose. The three of them were masculinity personified. Not only were they heavily muscled, but Shannon had never seen such tall men.
Male voices farther away from where she was sitting drew her attention. There had to be at least fifty men seated around a large fire talking, drinking, and eating. A few of them looked at her, and when she caught them watching they turned away quickly, almost as if embarrassed and uncomfortable to meet her gaze. When she turned back around, it was to see three sets of eyes watching her avidly.
Barclay’s eyes were the deepest blue she had ever seen on a man before, and his lashes were so long it was almost sinful to see them on a male. His shoulders were wide and his pectorals bulged and rippled as he shifted. Her gaze wandered down his ripped abs to his slim hips, which were covered in black pants of some sort. The thighs beneath that material swelled as he moved again, and they were so thick they reminded her of tree trunks. The boots on his feet and calves looked like the Native American moccasins that she had read about in history. As he moved again, she saw something shift against his back. He had what looked to be a strap across his chest, and her eyes followed the leather-looking belt up over his shoulder to a large curved sword strapped to his back.
Sliding her eyes to her left, she looked at Darby. He was so similar to Barclay it was uncanny. The only difference she could see was his eyes. They were light, piercing pools of green. Gilmore was sitting on Barclay’s left and her right. He looked to be slightly more muscular than his brothers, if that were even possible, and maybe an inch taller as his head was higher than his siblings’. But his eyes were hazel, a mix of brown and green. They showed a slightly mischievous look, whereas Barclay and Darby appeared to be more serious.
“What do you mean it would take months to get to Earth?” Shannon asked. She was relieved to finally find her voice, though it came out in a slightly elevated pitch. “Whoever heard of being able to travel at light speed? As far as I know that is still just a theory.”
The three brothers looked at each other as if they were silently communicating and then turned back to her.
“Where did you get the slave gold, Shannon?” Darby asked.
“What?” Why hadn’t they answered her question?
She looked at them suspiciously and then drew away slightly when Gilmore touched the band around her upper arm.
“Where did you find this?” he questioned.
Licking her dry lips, Shannon stared at Gilmore and wondered why the bracelet seemed so important.
“I found it in a shop earlier today. No, wait! It could have been yesterday. God, I don’t even know what day it is.”
“We are mid Septem. The middle of the week,” Barclay clarified.
“No. It can’t be! It was Saturday. I only just got here hours ago. Four days couldn’t have passed by without my knowing about it.” Shannon’s breath rasped out from between her lips and her heart pounded inside her chest. What the hell is going on?
“Tell me about the slave gold.”
Why is Barclay harping about my bracelet? Does he want it for himself?
“I was going out to get a few groceries, and when I walked past a small shop I had never seen before, I felt almost like I had to go inside. It was as if I was being drawn there. Do you know what I mean?” The three men nodded as if they understood, but Shannon wasn’t sure if they were being sincere. She took another deep breath, pleased that her panic was slowly receding now that she was trying to explain what had happened to her.
“Well, anyway, I saw the bracelet nearly straight away and for some reason I just felt sort of…compelled to have it. So when I found out I could afford it, I bought it. I took it back home, and when I touched it, I just knew I had to wear it. So I put it on, and then something really weird happened.” Shannon gasped for breath again. She felt as if she couldn’t get enough air into her lungs, and perspiration beaded on her forehead once more.
Darby reached over, placed a hand on her back, and rubbed his palm in soothing circles. Gilmore lightly rubbed her thigh as if trying to offer comfort. Barclay took one of her hands in his and caressed his thumb over the back, tickling her skin.
Shannon’s feet left the floor, and then she was being placed in the middle of the massive bed. Gilmore and Darby crawled up onto the mattress on either side of her, and Barclay got up on the end. He crept up toward her with a predatory look in his eyes, and she felt excitement skitter up her spine. Is this how an animal feels when it’s being stalked? She licked her lips and held in a nervous giggle.
Barclay leaned over her, caging her body without touching it anywhere, and then he lowered his head closer to hers. She breathed in his masculine scent. Sweat and man. Nothing had ever smelled so good. His lips met hers, but instead of demanding a response this time, he started off slow, easing her into his kiss. Brushing his lips back and forth over hers, he groaned and licked the seam of her mouth. Shannon moaned, and he took advantage, sliding his tongue in between her lips.
Reaching up, she grasped his shoulder-length hair and clung tight. She wanted the kiss to go on forever. As he ate at her mouth, he lowered his body down to hers, but he made sure not to crush her. The light sprinkling of hair on his chest abraded her nipples, and she began rubbing her breasts against his skin. Her nipples were so hard they were aching, and she arched up against him with a sob.
Barclay released her mouth and began kissing, licking, and nibbling along her jaw and down the side of her neck. He lightly bit down on the sensitive flesh where shoulder and neck met. After paying attention to that particular spot for a while, he moved down to her chest, licking between her breasts and then up over a fleshy globe. Shannon held her breath, waiting for the touch she needed to her aching nipple. She cried out when he sucked first one nipple and then the other, gently scraping his teeth over her without causing her pain.
She sobbed in frustration when he left her breasts, but Barclay then licked his way down her torso to her belly. Her hips arched when he swirled his tongue around her navel and then dipped it inside. She’d never thought of her belly as an erogenous zone, but she was learning things about herself she hadn’t known. He shifted again, kissing his way lower.
Shannon squirmed when his hot breath caressed her pussy. Barclay placed his hands on the insides of her thighs and pushed them farther apart. Then his mouth was there. His tongue swiped over her clit, and her pussy clenched, releasing more of her juices.
“You taste so good, baby. I want you to peak in my mouth,” Barclay rasped before lowering his head once more.
Gilmore cupped her cheek and turned her head toward his. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and nipped it. Then he was kissing her. His tongue pushed in, sliding along hers and tasting every inch of her mouth.
Darby sucked a nipple into his mouth and pushed it against his palate. The slight pain only seemed to increase her pleasure. He pinched the other nipple between finger and thumb.
Barclay laved her clit, and then he pressed a finger into her pussy. He didn’t shove or thrust too hard. He eased his way in. Pumping his finger in and out until he could go no further, he withdrew completely. When he pushed back in, her sensitive, delicate, wet tissues opened even more, and she realized he was inserting two fingers.
Shannon pulled away from Gilmore, gasping for breath and whimpering as Barclay began to thrust his digits in and out of her pussy. Her internal walls clenched spasmodically, and more of her cream wept from her vagina. The sensation of having three men touching, kissing, and loving her was so exquisite, it was almost overwhelming.
Gilmore pushed Darby’s hand from her breast and began to suckle her nipple. While Darby and Gilmore paid homage to her breasts, Barclay was eating her pussy and finger fucking her. Pleasurable sensations rippled through her, making all the muscles in her body tense up. Shivers ran up and down her spine, and the walls of her vagina began to coil. Her womb felt heavy, and heat traveled over her body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Shannon was on fire and was about to combust.
Barclay moved his fingers inside her and touched a very sensitive spot she’d had no idea existed. That was all it took. Opening her mouth, she screamed as she reached nirvana. Her body quaked and trembled as her sheath clenched and released around his digits. White lights sparked behind her closed eyelids, and she gasped for breath. When the spasms slowed and finally faded away, her heart still beating rapidly in her chest, she opened her eyes.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Barclay panted. “We want to make love with you, baby. Will you let us?”
Shannon looked to Barclay, Darby, and Gilmore. She wanted to say yes but was uncertain what would happen if she did. She couldn’t stand the thought of being bound to them only to be ripped away again. There was nothing waiting for her in Moab since she had recently been retrenched from her job and she had no other relatives she knew about, but to give herself to them and then be transported back to Earth would break her.
“I−I want to…” She bit her lip.
“But?” Darby asked. “Why are you hesitating, honey?”
She turned about, trying to decide which way to go, and turned right when she couldn’t remember where they told her where the control room was. Annie just hoped she was going in the right direction. When she got to another intersection, she saw a sign on what looked like a plaque on the wall with weird-looking symbols and realized it was a map with writing on it. Since she couldn’t read what it said, she took a guess and turned left.
The air whooshed from her lungs, and she would have fallen to her ass if the big, scary warrior hadn’t reached out and grabbed her arms.
“Sorry,” she apologized. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”
The warrior snorted and shook his head. He looked her up and down, and then he let go of her and stepped back. He glanced over his shoulder and sighed with relief when he realized no one was watching them.
“What’s going on? Where are Shar, Baro, Mott, and Riek?”
“They are commanding,” the warrior replied. “You should not be here. We are being attacked. Go back to your quarters.”
“Attacked?” Annie’s heart flipped in her chest, fear making it difficult to breathe. “Why would someone—ˮ A loud bang sounded, and then the ship began to tilt. Annie fell to her knees and slid across the floor until she hit the wall.
The warrior was about to reach for her, but then his eyes began to glow brighter and turned a darker red hue, and then he roared so loudly her eardrums reverberated, hurting her ears.
She looked up at him with fear, but he wasn’t taking any notice of her. He was staring down the corridor she just came from. She turned her head and whimpered. Four huge, gangly, green reptilian creatures were rushing toward them. They made hissing and clicking sounds, and when she looked down, she saw they had webbed feet with very long, sharp-looking talons. Their skin was covered in green scales, and the smell coming from them was so bad she gagged. The closer they came, the worse the smell got, and she felt sick to her stomach. Their scales looked wet, like they were covered in oil, and she knew that secretion was what smelled. How she knew that, she had no idea.
The warrior roared again, and then he ran toward the green, scaly aliens. He slashed at them with his claws, bit with his long fangs, and fought like a martial artist. If she hadn’t been so scared, she might have been impressed. Two of the green things stood watching while the other two fought her men’s warrior.
Annie wasn’t sure if she’d made sound or moved and drew their attention, but all of a sudden, the two green dudes watching the fight pinned her with their frightening silver eyes. One of them blinked, if she could call it that. A thin membrane covered those silver orbs for a moment before sliding back. It was weirdly eerie.
What happened next scared the shit out of her. The warrior was lifted from the ground, flung back against the wall, and pinned there, but none of the green things were touching him. The man pinned to the wall was struggling furiously, but he couldn’t get free and was barely moving.
Annie caught movement from her periphery and turned to look back at the four green things. They all looked the same, but one of them was much bigger than the other three, and he took a step toward her. She whimpered and pushed herself back against the wall, glad that she hadn't been pinned to the wall and was still on her feet, but it was useless endeavor, because they were blocking the corridor and there was nowhere to go. For one crazy moment, she wished the wall would open up and swallow her whole. That would be better than having to face whatever those things wanted with her.
When her head started buzzing, she shook it, but the noise got louder, and no matter how hard she tried to dispel it, she couldn’t. Then her head began to ache, and it felt like a vise was clamped around the top of it, squeezing harder and harder until she thought her head would be crushed or explode from the brutalizing pain. She hadn’t even realized she’d closed her eyes, but when the air around her moved, she opened them again. The biggest green thing was standing so close he could have touched her.
Annie was so scared she felt like she could pee her pants, but then she began to get pissed off. How dare these things try and kill her men and their warriors! How dare they board this ship without permission!
With slow deliberation, Annie pushed up from her ass to her feet to face the creatures. She wasn’t about to cower on the floor with fear. If she was going to go down, she would fight with every fucking thing she had. Without even thinking about what she was doing, she clenched her fist and swung as hard as she could. She cried out with pain when her fist connected with its face, but she smiled with satisfaction when its head turned to the side. It turned back without a grimace of pain or change of expression and looked into her eyes.
The pain in her head intensified until she was worried she would throw up, but she couldn’t give in to it. She pushed it to the back of her mind and tried to think. She was obviously no match for this thing in the strength department, but she had brains. She could use her mind to get out of this situation.
She gagged when its stench drifted to her nose and her eyes began to water, the tears rolling down her face. It blinked again and seemed fascinated by the moisture and watched as it trailed down her cheeks. That was when she noticed the pain in her head had lessened. It seemed that when the thing looked into her eyes, it hurt. Did that mean it was in her head? Able to see what she was thinking and feeling?
“You are so soft,” Shar rasped as he splayed his humungous hand across her belly.
“You smell so sweet.” Baro lay down beside her and placed his nose against her neck before inhaling.
“I want to taste you everywhere.” Mott had moved up to her other side. He cupped a cheek and turned her head toward him. She barely had time to take in a breath before his mouth was on hers.
Annie gasped and then moaned when Mott’s tongue tangled with hers. He tasted so good. Like sugar and spice all mixed together. She was drowning in sensation and lust as their hands began caressing, kneading, pinching, and cupping. Juice leaked from her cunt continuously, and she felt it dripping down to her ass and onto the sheet beneath her.
“She smells so good,” Riek groaned. His, or maybe it was Shar’s, breath wafted over her wet folds, making her shiver.
“I need to taste that sweet honey,” Shar said in a growly voice.
Annie bowed her hips up when her legs were spread wide and then mewled at the first swipe of a rough, wet tongue. If Mott and Baro hadn’t placed their hands on her breast, she may have shot up off the bed and onto the floor.
Having Shar’s tongue laving at her pussy was mind blowing. He made growling sounds in the back of his throat, and then a deep rumble emanated from his chest and out of his mouth. The sound reverberated against her clit, enhancing the pleasure of his rough tongue as it lapped over her clit.
She cried out when Mott and Baro licked at her nipples and then sucked them into her mouth. Sparks of fiery pleasure shot straight down to her pussy. The bed shifted near her legs, and she mewled when a finger rimmed her sopping hole. And then she was being breached. The skin of her pussy stretched, and the heated friction intensified as Riek pushed his finger deeper inside of her.
“What does she taste like?” Baro asked after releasing her nipple.
Shar lifted his head and wiped the juices from his chin with his fingers and licked them clean. “Like the sweetest acca fruit.”
Riek withdrew his finger from her pussy and shoved it into his mouth before sucking it clean. He closed his eyes and moaned. “Better than an acca fruit.”
Annie’s mouth opened on a soundless cry when they all lowered their heads again. This time Baro was kissing her while Mott suckled on a nipple and Riek tasted her pussy. Shar gently penetrated her with a thick finger and her cunt clenched around him.
“So wet,” Shar growled. “I need you, Annie. I can’t wait any longer.”
Riek lifted his head and moved off to the side. Baro removed his lips from hers and started kissing his way down her neck. Shar shifted onto his knees between her splayed thighs and then shoved at Mott and Baro, who moved away from her toward the edge of the massive bed.
Sharm loomed up over her on his hands and knees, his eyes locked to hers. He bent his elbows and lowered until his forehead was pressed against hers, their breaths mingling as they panted.
“Have you been with a male before, Annie?”
“I will be gentle, but let me know if I cause you any pain.”
Annie nodded, and then she was once more floating as Shar kissed her. His tongue rubbed along hers, over her teeth and inner cheeks before coming back to duel with her tongue.
And then his body was pressing against hers. He was so warm and hard with muscle, but he didn’t put all of his weight on her. His cock felt huge against her thigh and very wet. She just hoped he would be able to penetrate her without too much pain. Then his penis was at her entrance, and he pushed up onto his hands and knees. Annie looked down, and her breath caught in her throat when she saw how big he really was. She’d thought Baro, Mott, and Riek were huge, which they were, but Sharm looked even bigger. His size put her in mind of a baseball bat, and she gave a nervous giggle.
“Do not fear me, Annie. I have natural secretions that will ease my way.”
Annie held her breath as he began to push in. Although she could feel his cock stretching her, there was no pain, only pleasure. She felt the broad, bulbous head pop through, but instead of stopping like she had expected him to, to give her body time to adjust to his intrusion, he kept right on going until she felt like he was lodged in her throat. Her internal muscles were tight, but again she didn’t feel uncomfortable or in any pain.
“You are so hot, tight, and wet.” Shar panted. “Are you all right?”
“Yes.” Annie moaned her answer. “You make me feel so full. Do something.” Annie normally wouldn’t demand anything from anyone, but she was so achy and hot she needed more. Needed him to relieve the throbbing heat deep inside of her. Her muscles clenched, and she wiggled her hips.
“By the Cardinal suns,” Shar rasped, and then he began to move.
He eased his huge cock back out, making her moan again as the friction caused a pleasure so intense she wasn’t sure she would survive it. Her head tossed back and forth on the pillow, and her mouth hung open as she panted heavily. He stroked back inside, the tip of his cock butting up against her cervix, causing more cream to form and coat his big dick.