[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Capture Romance, M/F/M, public exhibition, HEA]
An ancient portal quietly reopened the day the Mayan calendar ended, but it wasn't the "big bang" ending of the world as predicted. It has, however, changed everything for Dawn LaPorte.
Dawn has focused her life on taking care of the ranch her grandfather left her. A rash of strange cattle mutilations threatens her dreams and leads her straight into the arms of two men who have no intention of remaining here on Earth.
Keeping Dawn safe is the most important truth to Derechos and Storm as they try to finish their objective on her world. When she is almost killed by a pack of Kimil, they know they can’t wait any longer.
Her fury at being abducted is nothing compared to the threat she faces if she ever goes home again. But, forcing her to give up her dreams may cost them her love.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Corinne Davies is a Siren-exclusive author.
He and Derechos had watched the struggle their friends had gone through when they met their Atans. Both Rock and Jag, and Falcon and Wolfe had followed the traditions of capturing their Atan and taking her back to Lu’um and seducing her there. He and Derechos had wanted a more peaceful union but it looked like they weren’t going to get their wish. With the Kimil encroaching on her home and her arrival here tonight, Storm wasn’t about to ignore such obvious signs. Dawn was going home with them tonight. He needed to find the perfect moment for them to take her.
“We need to talk to Eddie. Get him to watch her property and make certain nothing happens to it.” Derechos headed for the doorway but Storm stopped him with a hand to his arm.
“I’ll tell him, Derechos. You concentrate on seducing our Atan and proving to everyone that she is meant to stand between us.”
Derechos smiled. “Not a problem.” The music changed, signaling that Puma was finished and Blaze was heading out for his act.
Puma came through the entrance and grabbed a small towel to wipe the sweat from his face. “Watch out for the group of women on the right side of the stage.” He lifted his arm and ran his fingers over the scratches that had reddened his skin. “And stay away from the one with golden hair and silver nails. She’s mine and Bear’s tonight.”
Storm felt a primal anger rush his system. Dawn had golden hair that shone like the rocks they picked up along the water’s edge at home. “Touch her and I’ll make certain you regret it.”
The words were out of his mouth before the thought completed in his head. Puma’s gaze snapped up and his pale green eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them. “You’re kidding me? Your Atan is out there? The scratcher is yours?”
Derechos looked at Storm and slapped him on the shoulder. “Yes, she is out there, but considering the number of woman with light colored hair, we can’t be certain our Atan and your scratcher are the same.”
The logical comment helped Storm to pull his emotions back into focus. Of course there were lots of woman out there with the same hair color. In their world, black and dark brown were the dominant hair color but there were a few exceptions to the rule, like Puma with his almost-white hair and Blaze, whose hair resembled a burning fire. Genetic throwbacks from the first time his ancestors had come to Earth and had brought back women and children with them.
“Was the woman wearing a cowboy hat and jeans?” Storm nodded to the scratches on Puma’s ribs. He’d seen Dawn walk in with another woman earlier.
Puma shook his head. “No, ours is all dressed up to perfection and begging to get messy.”
Storm smiled and slapped Puma on the shoulder. “Then I wish you and Bear all the luck, my friend.”
Bear entered the room and shook his head at Puma. The big man looked relieved, and Puma clasped arms with his warrior brother. “Our time will come but for now we can learn from the mistakes these two are about to make.”
“Oh, really?” Bear’s eyebrow cocked up. “You’ve found your Atan?”
“As soon as Blaze gets his ass off the stage we’ll know for certain,” Derechos commented as he paced past them again. “How long is his routine?”
Puma grinned and then lifted his arm and showed Bear the marks along his ribs. Bear’s second eyebrow cocked up to the same height as the other one and his eyes darkened. “Where is she?”
“Give me a minute to get out of this and into a pair of jeans and we’ll introduce ourselves.”
Bear slapped both him and Derechos on the back. “Good luck with your intal’oox my friends. May the gods take their time blessing us the same way.”
Storm laughed and nodded to Derechos before heading out of the back room and down the hall that lead to the main room. The only two warriors who were less likely to accept finding an Atan, other than Bear and Puma, were Shadow and Raven. Those two had started to avoid coming to Earth in hopes that they wouldn’t have their Atan fall into their lap.
They could avoid it all they wanted, but as Derechos had learned tonight, once the gods decided it was time, you didn’t stand a chance of hiding.
It looked like the amber rim to his eyes flashed brighter for a split second as he jumped into the pool behind them. “Woman, I hope you plan to follow through with that promise.”
The gruff, low tone to his voice sent a quiver straight from her pussy to where her nipples were grazing the springy hair on Derechos’s chest.
“I don’t remember saying anything.” Hot water surged up over her body as he lowered them and she let her arms wave gently in the water. “Oh, god, that feels good.”
“You don’t have to.” Derechos released her a bit and she felt herself float for a moment. “We can hear your body’s demands loud and clear.”
“Interesting.” She reached down between them and wrapped her hand around his erection. “I’m a good listener as well.”
He muttered another string of words she didn’t quite understand and pressed her away from him and against the wall of the pool. She didn’t have time to feel any sort of rejection because Storm moved in and captured her lips. She felt his thick cock press against her stomach as he pinned her against the pool edge. Holding both her hands stopped her from grabbing him as she had Derechos.
It wasn’t until after he lifted his head and gave them each a moment to gasp for air, did she realize that the sides had molded themselves to her sides. “I think I’m stuck here.”
“You most certainly are.” Storm moved slightly to the side and leaned down to press an openmouthed kiss to her neck, trailing his lips along her skin to her collarbone. The water lapped at her breasts, teasing her nipples with movement. Derechos leaned against the wall beside her, a lazy smile on his face. He reached out and cupped one breast with his large hand and rolled her nipple between his fingers. “Something tells me you like to rush things along, jump the gun, and run straight for the finish line.”
The crazy tingles that were arrowing straight from her nipples to her pussy made her want to rock her hips but she was stuck and couldn’t move. That increased her desire and nerves at the same time. “I’m really stuck here.”
Storm held both her hands in one of his but wouldn’t let go. The forced immobility was maddening since they both continued to stroke her body. While Storm held her hands in one of his, he ran his fingers along her neck and collarbone between kisses. Derechos played with her nipple and then slid his hand over to her other breast and continued to tease.
Dawn’s pussy was throbbing with need as she tried to rock her hips or arch her back, anything to try and submit to her body’s need to move. Her muscles clenched and quivered with the growing need inside of her. “Why can’t I touch you?”
“Because, we want you to ache for our touch, beg for it.”
“I don’t beg for anything.” The words were out of her mouth before she could consider whether it would sound like a challenge. “If I can’t find someone to help me I do it myself.”
“That is exactly what we don’t want you to do, Atan.” Storm’s voice against her neck sent another shiver straight to her cunt. “We want you to call to us when you need something.”
“Anything.” Derechos let go of her breast and slid his hand down her body, his fingers stopping to lightly stroke her swollen pussy lips. “You’re our Atan. We’ll be the ones you always turn to.”
Dawn felt as though she was surrounded by the devil himself asking her for her soul. Her body burned with need and she considered giving in to their demands simply to gain some relief or reach closer to the powerful orgasm that wavered just out of touch. “While I’m here.”
“From now on.” Derechos pressed down against her pussy, right were her clit peeked out, begging for attention. He circled around the bundle of nerves and tapped it quickly before stroking circles again.
The most incredible sensation rocketed up through her body at his touch. Storm reached down and lifted one leg, pinning it to the wall, opening her further. The substance molded to her leg, locking it in place, leaving her partially bared. Storm slid his hand along her inner thigh, his fingers dipping between her legs to where her entrance pulsed. “Do you want us, Dawn?” He teased the clenching muscles of her cunt. “Will you scream our names as we plunge our cocks into your body?”
Storm’s voice was a silken temptation to her senses. Both he and Derechos stroked her body and teased her to the edge of reason and she wanted everything they offered. She wanted to stop worrying about everything else and focus completely on the two men with her. “Please.” The word slipped from her lips like a prayer.