[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, with M/M, werewolves, voyeurism, spanking]
Being a die-hard virgin who is irresistible to men is the least of Lily’s worries. Her plan for a "quiet" weekend escape goes wild when a pack of wolves crash into her cabin—and a hot, naked cowboy saves the day.
Chaz reveals that the wolves are far from ordinary—and he bears the same curse. Her only chance to escape becoming their sex toy is for Chaz to claim her as bond-mate—but he’s no lone wolf. Sexy alpha Kade Winchester comes with the deal, and both shifters will share her passion just as they share passion for one another. But even if she gives herself to the two men with a dark, animal secret, will their bite on her truly put an end to the other pack's demand for mating rights?
A Siren Erotic Romance
4 STARS: "HER FULL MOON COWBOYS puts a twist on the traditional shifter stories that made this book rise above some others in this genre. And who can resist a delicious menage with two hot shifters? The heroine, Lily has never been lucky with men. Though seemingly irresistible to them, she's remained a virgin and isn't really quite sure why until her mate explains it all to her. As the book begins, Lily's quiet weekend at the cabin she visited as a child is interrupted when a pack of wolves crashed into her cabin. Lily is rescued by Chaz, the hunky cowboy next door, only to have him reveal that the wolves are shifters, he too is a wolf shifter, she is a breeder and that her only chance to escape becoming their sex toy is to claim Chaz as her bond-mate. Having one sexy cowboy claim you is one thing but to have two ready to claim and protect a woman has to put her over the edge. Lily has had fantasies of Chaz since meeting him long ago and feels safe with him. It takes little persuasion to accept his knowledge and protection. But after bonding with Chaz, Lily learns about Kade, his very sexy partner and alpha. Chaz neglected to tell her all the details of their mating, including that Kade came along in the package. Humorous dialogue between all three characters was fun and made the characters real and charming. And the sex was hot, hot, hot. The danger is not over as quickly or easily as Chaz and Kade had hoped, leaving them to defend Lily against the other wolf pack. Ms. Allister brings a unique twist to her shifters, which add depth to the story. It's this conflict that proves the main characters' feelings for one another. The angst, love and fighting is measured perfectly to create a great love story." -- Rebecca, The Romance Reviews
4 RAVENS: "J. Rose Allister’s novel Her Full Moon Cowboys was an intriguing romantic shifter suspense story. Lily has been waiting to have sex with the perfect guy, but ready or not, in order to save herself she has to lose her virginity. Lucky for her, she knows the man who has to do the job, or she thought she did. She always had a special place in her heart for the cabin her parents rented for summer vacations, now she understands why. But can she become who she needs to be in order to survive? If you aren’t a shape shifter fan, you will still find reading pleasure in this not so typical love story. Two males who love each other and are willing to share one lucky lady as well don’t come around very often. Her Full Moon Cowboys will stretch your imagination as well as heart as the story skillfully unfolds before you." -- Trixie, BlackRaven's Reviews
“It’ll be faster if I carry you.”
He didn’t wait for a reply before heading out the front door. She glimpsed wolves breaking into the living room on the way out, but Chaz ran like the devil and they plunged into the dark woods before she could process what was happening. He was right about being fast, to be sure. Eerie howls and barks filled the chill night air as they went, and her teeth chattered with cold and adrenaline. She clutched Chaz’s neck for dear life, keenly aware of his scent. It was male and musky, with a hint of spicy cologne that might have been some kind of body wash from a recent shower. Maybe that’s what he’d been doing when he’d had to come rushing to her aid. That would explain the lack of clothing. Or perhaps the man slept naked.
She shivered at the thought, trying to ignore the heat of his bare skin against her as he skimmed quickly through the dense growth of trees. It didn’t help that she wasn’t wearing much more than he was. She’d jumped out of bed in a skimpy pair of pink panties and the flimsy old T-shirt she liked to sleep in. Plenty of their flesh rubbed together as he ran, and with each pounding footfall it grew harder to deny the odd sensations whirling around in her stomach. This included the same little flip she felt the last time she’d seen him, though at the time she’d barely sat on the edge of puberty and he certainly hadn’t been carrying her around half-naked. Back then, he’d been the handsome cowboy on the ranch near the cabin her parents had rented for a holiday. She’d had a bit of a crush, and Chaz had crept into her thoughts on occasion in the years since. Now, he was more gorgeous than ever, she was a grown woman, and he was carrying her off to safety like her own western hero. The flip-flops in her stomach churned harder until they threatened to spin her out of control.
Trying to focus on the sounds of the woods instead of the electric tingles shooting through her did little good. His heavy breaths overshadowed all other sound, save the beating of her desperately racing heart. Even something as routine as his inhalations and exhalations carried an intimate connotation to her ears.
“Damn it,” he said, snapping her out of her idiotically sensual study of his respiratory habits. “They’re gonna follow us.”
“What? How do you know that?”
He flicked a glance her way. “I can hear them.”
She cocked her head and tried to listen. There were still howls and night noises, but nothing close by or obvious. “I can’t tell that.”
“They’re comin’ after us, trust me. But we’re almost there. Hang on.”
As soon as the words were out, they burst out of the endless fringe of trees. She’d never been here before, but knew this must be his ranch. The land here was open and sparse, gleaming pale white in the light of the full moon. Still, he was moving so fast that she couldn’t make out much detail to the front entrance. Suddenly, she was deposited on her feet on a wooden porch that spanned a much longer distance than the one in front of the tiny cabin.
“In here,” he said, pushing his front door open. “Hurry.”
She rushed in ahead of him, through a wide entry foyer and straight ahead until she ducked through an archway and found herself in a living area. Chaz had stopped to lock his door, but she heard him follow fairly close behind her. She was impressed by the hard wood, wrought iron, and leather furnishings with a high-end Southwestern flair, though a little leery of the well-polished shotguns racked above the fireplace mantle.
When she spun around, however, his weapons and decor were long forgotten. Her jaw fell open as Chaz stalked into the living room completely naked. The towel must have come loose during their mad dash for freedom—and shit. She was far from expert on the matter, but what she saw before she gasped and turned away seemed impressively long, and if she wasn’t mistaken, semi-aroused. They didn’t normally point out a spot on the floor several inches ahead of the guy’s toes, did they?
“We have to talk,” he said.
“Now?” She tried to take an interest in the hand-painted Mexican tile floor. “Shouldn’t you put something on first?”
“There isn’t time for that. They’re comin’.”
She heard metallic clicking sounds, and when curiosity won out, she peeked over to see Chaz loading bullets into the chambers of a shiny pistol. He stood behind a desk with a gun box on it, which mercifully hid the parts of him she couldn’t erase erotic mental imagery of.
“Wouldn’t a shotgun be better?” She stole a glance above the fireplace, wondering why she was weighing in when she had no idea what she was talking about.
“I don’t have any silver buckshot.”
He held up one of the tiny cylinders he was loading. “Silver bullets.”
She raised a brow. “As in the Lone Ranger?”
“No, as in werewolves are allergic to silver.”
She blinked. “Excuse me?”
He clicked the pistol’s chamber shut and laid the gun on the table. “You need to know what’s goin’ on, Lily. And you need to decide what you’re gonna do about it right now.”
Chaz came around the table, revealing his massive manhood again. She held up a hand and backed away. “Hold it. Just stay behind something if you won’t get dressed, okay? It’s a bit weird trying to have a conversation with an exhibitionist.”
“This is no time for modesty, even if I were so inclined. Those wolves didn’t break into your cabin by accident. They were comin’ after you.”
Hands slid down between her wet thighs, which she spread apart gladly. Her soft cry was quickly swallowed by Kade’s lips. Her hand slid into the soft, not shaved side of his hair, pulling him close to deepen the kiss. Chaz sucked one, then the other of her nipples into his mouth, and she arched her back against the waves of pleasure. Multiple fingers slid up and down her wet pussy lips, some dipping inside her hole while more stroked and rolled her clit between them. She bucked her hips as a heavy, exquisite pressure built behind her pubic bone. Her free hand found Kade’s thick cock near her hip, and she marveled at the veined, throbbing velvet texture while she milked it in her fist.
He growled in his throat and pulled back from her lips. “Jesus, you’re so wet.”
“She’s ready, Kade,” Chaz said, his voice strained almost beyond recognition. He thrust his erection against her other hip, sliding hot and thick against her skin.
She groaned. “Hell yes, I’m ready. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”
Kade’s eyes glowed yellow in the dark. “God, I want to taste those dripping pussy juices. I want to fuck you so bad I can’t stand it. And shit, I’m gonna have to wait.” He took a deep breath. “I relinquish first—or should I say, fourth—rights to you, Chaz.”
Chaz grunted. “We don’t have any lube. Can’t do this the way we talked about.”
Suddenly both men’s hands were gone, and Lily whimpered in frustration. Kade rolled over on his back, then reached for her. “Straddle me, darlin’.”
She frowned in confusion. “I thought you weren’t going to fuck me?”
“Just do it.”
She didn’t have to be asked again. He scooted to the middle of the blanket while she climbed on top of him, sitting on his pelvis with his hard dick lying well up along his belly.
“Lay down on him, sweetheart,” Chaz breathed into her ear, sending a chill through her. He was sitting on his haunches beside them. “I’m gonna enter your cunt from behind.”
Lily had no idea what the men were planning, nor did she care. The feel of Kade’s warm, muscled flesh beneath her sent stabs of pleasure through her body while she pressed herself against him. His rock hard erection pulsed between their bellies as she slid into position, and he hissed out a breath.
Kade spread his legs a little beneath her. “Don’t forget to fight the shift when I make the mark,” he said to Chaz from between clenched teeth.
Lily let out a little gasp. “You’re going to shift?”
“We won’t,” Kade said. “Trust us.”
Then, it didn’t matter, because Chaz moved between Kade’s thighs right behind her, one hand hot against her back. The thick mushroom tip of his erection slid up against her wet, throbbing entrance while he positioned himself. She moaned, desperate for his cock, and with her hands planted on the nylon sleeping bag fabric above Kade’s broad shoulders, she backed her ass up against him to get it.
“Damn, woman, you are the hottest, most erotic fuckin’ thing I have ever laid eyes on,” Kade said from beneath her, and his stare came alive with golden fire when Chaz’s cock finally sank deep inside of her.
Chaz’s moan of gratitude was drowned out by her own, and Kade circled her back with his powerful arms and helped rock her up and down the shaft that was spreading her pussy wide. Sweat coated her despite the light chill in the air, and the smell of the men’s musk filled her nostrils and drove her to ride Chaz faster. He gripped her hips and gave her his cock in long, fast strokes, his groans becoming more animal the faster the threesome’s motions became. Her hair hung over Kade’s shoulders while her nipples slid against his, and she rubbed her clit along the shaft of his cock to add electric friction to Chaz’s pumping. The feeling took her right to the edge of climax.
Kade’s breaths devolved into a series of feral grunts, and the next time she looked at him his pupils were wide and nearly reddish-black with just a slight gold rim. He shut them for a moment, seeming to search deep inside himself for control. Then he reopened them and stared right through her.
“You accept my pack, with Chaz as your bond-mate?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
His voice came through the strain of passion, breaking on every thrust of Chaz’s hips. “Then I accept you and mark you as ours.” He growled and called out, “Give me her submission.”
One of Chaz’s hands left her hip and tugged firmly on her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her throat. Orgasm teetered on the brink, but there was a moment’s panic when she realized she hadn’t ever considered exactly where Kade was going to bite her.