Box Set #30: The Tri-Omega Mates Collection, Volume 1 (Both books for $2.99)
In Secret Desires, how do you answer a handsome cowboy when he asks if you want to take a ride on his horse, especially when he guarantees that it will be a wild ride? For Leyland the answer is simple: Hell, yes! But what if his cowboy already has a lover?
In Forbidden Desires, Gregory had been waiting for over six years for Ryland to grow up so that he can claim him. When he finally does claim him, Gregory learns that by doing so, he has endangered Ryland's life. Ryland is a Tri-Omega and needs two mates to keep him grounded and safe. And he hasn't found his other mate yet.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Stormy Glenn is a Siren-exclusive author.
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Leyland’s hands gripped at Jake’s shirt, trying to hold himself up, as he moaned deep into Jake’s mouth. He had heard about kisses like this, long toe-curling, make-your-eyes-roll-into-the-back-of-your-head kisses. He just never thought to experience one himself.
He barely registered that the whimper he heard when Jake went to lift his head came from him. He didn’t want the kiss to end, even if he could no longer breathe. Breathing was really overrated anyway. He needed this kiss more than he needed air, really!
When Jake finally lifted his head, Leyland tried to pull him back down. “No, don’t stop,” he begged in a whisper.
Jake chuckled as he leaned back down, not to capture Leyland’s puckered lips, but to lick the side of his neck. Leyland groaned, his eyes closing as his shaky legs finally gave out this time. If Jake hadn’t had his arms wrapped around him, he would have hit the ground.
“Ever ride a horse?” Jake whispered into Leyland’s ear before gently nipping the edges.
Leyland shook his head.
“Want to? I can guarantee you’ll enjoy it.”
Leyland opened his eyes to look at Jake’s grinning face, gulping before he slowly nodded his head. “Okay.”
He didn’t think it possible, but Jake’s gorgeous grin grew even bigger. He quickly picked Leyland up in his arms and set him on the back of his horse. Jake started to climb onto his horse when Leyland remembered his camera.
“Wait, my camera,” Leyland quickly said.
“Is it important to you?” Jake asked, looking back down into the car window at the camera.
“Yeah, I’m a photographer. Besides the fact it took me nearly two years to save up for the damn thing, it’s how I make my living.”
“If it’s important to you, then it’s important to me,” Jake replied as he leaned down into the window and pulled Leyland’s camera out. He was careful as he placed it in his saddlebag, cinching the bag closed.
Jake climbed into the saddle behind Leyland, their bodies pressed close together. He grabbed the reins with one hand, the other wrapping around Leyland’s waist, pulling him even closer up against his body.
Leyland could feel the press of Jake’s erection against his back. He wondered just how big he actually was, because he felt huge.
“Put your arms around my neck and keep them there,” Jake commanded as he started nibbling on Leyland’s neck.
Quick to obey, Leyland raised his arms and wrapped them around Jake’s neck. As tall as Jake was, Leyland’s hands barely met together. He thought he would pass out when Jake’s hand moved up under his shirt to his nipple ring, pulling on it gently.
“Oh, I like this, baby. Do you have more?” Jake growled into his ear.
“Other, other one,” Leyland cried out as Jake rolled the tight little nub between his fingers, tugging a little harder.
“The other one? Are both your nipples pierced, baby? That is so sexy,” Jake murmured as his hand moved across Leyland’s chest to the other nipple, tugging on the small silver ring there. “I can’t wait to have my tongue on these. Would you like that, baby, my tongue on your hot little nipples?”
“Oh hell, yes, please!” He knew he was begging but what the hell? This man had him so tied up in knots he didn’t know if he would ever figure out how to get them undone. He couldn’t remember being this turned on.
“If you like that, baby, you’re going to love this.”
Leyland’s eyes grew huge as Jake reached down and unzipped his pants and pushed them out of the way, freeing Leyland’s raging hard-on. He had never been so grateful he had gone commando as he was when Jake’s hand wrapped around him.
Jake stroked him a few times then chuckled. “Hold on, baby. It’s going to be a rough ride.”
Leyland had no idea what he meant until Jake urged his horse into a gentle canter, then a gallop. Each move of the horse had his hand moving up and down on Leyland’s cock. The faster the horse went, the faster Jake stroked him until Leyland started going out of his mind with desire.
Having lived his entire life in the city, Leyland had never been a horse person before, but he could become a huge fan really quickly. They certainly seemed to have their uses. Maybe he should buy a horse, or a ranch, a cowboy?
The stimulation Jake created in his body was too much. His lips and teeth were at Leyland’s neck, one hand pulling at his nipple ring, one hand wrapped around his aching cock.
“Come for me, baby,” Jake commanded on a deep growl.
If Leyland didn’t know better, he would think that his cock had been trained to obey Jake. The moment Jake’s words came out of his mouth, Leyland yelled out, erupting all over Jake’s hand, his body bucking wildly under his expert hands before collapsing against Jake.
“Do you have more pants in your car, baby?”
“Huh, what?” Leyland asked, still dazed.
“Are you particularly attached to these pants?” Jake asked.
“Not really, why?” Why did he want to know about his pants?
Leyland jerked at the soft tearing of his pants, the soft blow of air against his ass. “Uh, Jake?”
“Lean forward, baby,” Jake ordered as he gently pushed on Leyland’s back, pushing him down against the horse’s neck. Jake grabbed his legs and pulled them back to rest against the horse’s flanks.
Grabbing him by the waist Jack lifted him up just a bit. Leyland was a little disconcerted with his ass on display, but Jake was rubbing his hand lightly over each rounded globe like he loved the silky feel of his skin.
“Jake, what?” Leyland started to ask as he turned his head to look back at Jake. But before he could turn his head all the way he felt Jake’s big hand come down on his ass. “Hey!”
“You don’t like that, baby?”
“Well, I didn’t exactly say that.” God, he was so embarrassed. He had never told any of his lovers of his secret desire to be spanked and dominated sexually. It just always seemed too embarrassing.
“Good,” Jake replied, landing another swat on Leyland’s ass, softly rubbing the reddened flesh before smacking it again and again until Leyland started moaning. “Ah, baby, your ass looks so pretty, all nice and red for me.”
Leyland lay there, groaning at the unbelievable pleasure he was getting from Jake, a man he didn’t even know. That should bother him, he knew that. He just couldn’t seem to care as Jake’s finger moved down to rub against his puckered entrance.
“As pretty as your ass looks, my cock is going to look so much better buried in your tight little ass. You want that, baby? My big cock buried in your tight little ass?”
Fuck, Jake’s voice sounded so deep and husky Leyland thought he could come just from hearing him talk. He couldn’t believe he had come just minutes ago and already his cock was hard again.
“Jake,” he whispered, lifting his hips up, silently begging for more. He dimly heard the sound of a cap flipping open and something being squirted out before Jake’s lubed fingers came back at his eager hole.
He thought he would lose his mind when Jake pushed two fingers in from the start. There was a slight bite of pain, but the pleasure Jake gave him as his moved his fingers more than made up for it.
Gregory just couldn’t take it any more. He was going to go into town and find someone to relieve the ache Ryland was creating in his pants. He would rather just claim his mate but Ryland still wasn’t old enough, not for him. Not for what Gregory wanted from him.
“Look, Ry, I need to go. I have some stuff to do. Don’t stay out here too long,” Gregory said quickly as he looked away from the tempting chest in front of him.
Gregory turned and shut the tack room door and headed for the house. He needed to go get ready. Get a shower, some clean clothes, and maybe a little cologne. It had been so long since he had tried to attract someone, that he wondered if he even remembered how it was done.
With a little chuckle, Gregory walked into the house and headed for his room. Maybe tonight was just what he needed to get him through the next couple of years until he could claim his mate.
* * * *
Ryland watched Gregory walking into the house. Now where in the hell was he going? Ryland had specifically waited until Gregory came outside to take his shirt off. He was sure that Gregory would see him, maybe want him. Maybe claim him.
He had been waiting nearly two years for Gregory to claim him. He knew Gregory was waiting until he was old enough. He even respected the boundaries that Gregory had set down.
He had still looked forward to his eighteenth birthday with anticipation. He had been so sure that Gregory would finally claim him. But the day had come and gone, along with a lot of others. And still Gregory made no move toward him.
He had tried everything he could think of to let Gregory know he was ready, baring telling him to his face. Nothing seemed to work. Maybe he should just tell him. Maybe that’s what Gregory was waiting for.
Ryland shook his head, laughing quietly to himself as he thought about how he might have been able to skip the last two years of longing and misery just by talking with Gregory.
Setting his shovel against the side of the barn, Ryland grabbed his shirt and pulled it on, leaving it unbuttoned. He just needed to go talk with Gregory and they could get this whole thing worked out.
He didn’t know why he hadn’t thought of this before. It made perfect sense. Gregory had always been so patient with him. He must be waiting until Ryland felt that he was ready before claiming him.
With a little spring in his step, Ryland made his way into the house and upstairs toward Gregory’s bedroom. He would just go in and tell Gregory he was ready to be his mate and everything would be okay.
“Why would I be upset?” he asked curiously.
“Because I, because I came so fast?” Ryland murmured, his face burning even more.
“Hell, no. Do whatever feels right. Tells me I’m doing something right.” Gregory grinned as he scooted down his body. He pulled his jeans down his legs and tossed them over his shoulder. Scooting up between Ryland’s legs, he looked up at his stunned face, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Let’s see if we can get you to do it again.”
A moment later, Ryland was crying out again as Gregory took his still sensitive cock into his mouth, his tongue cleaning up any remaining seed as he licked him up one side and back down the other, like an ice cream cone.
“Gregory,” Ryland groaned, his hands grabbing at his hair. “Wait, wait, what about you?”
“Oh, believe me, baby, I’m gonna get mine. Don’t worry about that. This is a long process. It’s not just a wham, bam, thank you, man. This takes time, consideration, planning. You can’t rush these things,” Gregory said, chuckling.
“Wham, bam, thank you, man? Are you serious? Where do you get this shit?” Ryland laughed as he lifted his head and looked down his body to Gregory’s grinning face.
“It just comes to me. Must be a gift.”
“Gregory, you have a lot of other gifts. Stick to those.” He laughed, dropping his head back down to the straw covered floor.
Gregory climbed his way back up the smooth body beneath him until he was straddling his abdomen. He planted his hands down, one on each side of Ryland’s head, and looked down at him. “Just what other gifts are we talking about?”
“Well, if I remember correctly, you have an amazing chest. Of course, it’s hard to tell with your shirt on.”
Gregory grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, whipping the shirt over his head and sending it flying across the stall. “This help?”
“Oh, yeah,” Ryland whispered, his eyes taking in every inch of Gregory’s thickly muscled chest. He had a light spray of brown hair covering the top and moving down his stomach in an arrow shape, ending somewhere under the waistline of his jeans. “This is much better.”
His hands trembled as he reached up and placed them against Gregory’s chest just below his nipples. He had waited so long to be able to touch Gregory like this. Now that he had the opportunity, he wasn’t sure what he wanted to do first.
“Ry?” Gregory asked after a moment when he didn’t move.
“Huh?” Ryland said, his eyes moving up to Gregory’s worried face. “What?”
“Are you okay?”
Ryland blushed a little, a small grin coming to his lips. “Yeah. I’m just not sure where to start.” His eyes dropped back down to scan Gregory’s chest. “I’ve waited so long—”
“How about here?” Gregory asked as he grabbed Ryland’s hands and moved them up to his light brown nipples, hissing softly when nimble fingers grabbed his nipples, pulling at them gently.
Ryland paused, his eyes darting up to Gregory’s. Seeing the half-lidded look Gregory was giving him, his lower lip caught between his teeth, one long canine sticking out, he grinned, pulling harder.
He watched with fascination as Gregory’s head fell back on his shoulders and his hands began to rub and down Ryland’s arms. He suddenly felt the need to have his lips on Gregory’s nipples. Grabbing his arms, he pulled until Gregory fell forward, his hands landing on each side of his head.
With Gregory’s body leaning over his, he leaned up and stuck his tongue out, circling one taut nipple before sucking it in between his lips. He almost smiled when Gregory groaned.
Instead, he pulled the nipple into his mouth and gently bit down. It was like turning on an electrical switch. Gregory went wild. His hips began grinding against Ryland’s hard cock. The harder he bit down, the wilder Gregory became.
Ryland reached down with his hands and quickly unzipped Gregory’s pants. He had barely pulled Gregory’s cock free when he was crying out his name, shooting into his hand, covering him with his release.