[Siren Menage Everlasting: Cowboy Menage a Trois Paranormal Romance, MFM, shape-shifter, werewolves, HEA]

Tanya Shuler is a social worker who cares about children in foster homes. Wanting to make a difference in three teens’ lives, she bucks the system and takes the city kids on a camping trip to Granite Lake. She never intends on meeting two sexy cowboys, much less giving into their sexual demands.

Jim Ellis and Devin Hollister have everything a man could want except their intended mate. When they find the beautiful Tanya and three teenagers camping on their ranch, they don’t toss them off their land. Instead, they’re determined to win Tanya over—despite interference by the kids.

Kids will be kids, but what happens when the kids see the men in all their furriness? Will they out the men, ruining their chances with Tanya? And if they do, will Tanya believe the teens or the men?


Jane Jamison is a Siren-exclusive author.

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Devin’s grin was brighter than the fire. The sunset, a gorgeous mix of purples and blues, couldn’t compete with the beauty of his smile. “There are some big ones around these parts, but don’t worry. The bigger the wolves are around Granite Lake, the less you have to worry about them.”

“Really? Why?”

Devin shrugged then glanced away. “The wolves around here are big enough not to be afraid of you. I guess being really strong, they don’t have to worry about humans. Especially women and kids.”

She studied him then realized she was staring. “Even a woman with a gun?”

His gaze darkened, intensified. “Do you have a gun?”

She made an “oops” face. “Well, no. But I have a baseball bat.”

A small, slightly smug smile lifted the corners of his mouth. “A bat’s not much protection.”

“Do I need protection?” Was she still talking about the wolves? Or was she talking about the men?

“Nah.” His smile widened just a little. “Not from the wolves.”

She frowned and wondered if she’d been wrong. Yet she still didn’t sense any reason to fear the men. “So what you’re saying is that since the wolves are so powerful, they have nothing to fear from us and will leave us alone.” She nodded. “Got it.”

“Look, I hate to bring this up, but you’re on our land.”

Surprised, she looked to Jim. “I’m sorry?”

“You’re on our land,” he repeated. “This isn’t public campgrounds. This area is part of our ranch called Deep Water Ranch.”

“It is? I didn’t realize. I mean I kind of got lost hunting for the campgrounds, but I still thought I was on public grounds. I swear I didn’t know.”

“Don’t worry. It’s okay,” added Devin. “We don’t mind.”

“As long as you and the kids don’t go messing with our livestock, that is.”

She frowned, not understanding Jim’s defensive tone. “We wouldn’t dare.”

“I figured as much, but it’s worth mentioning. No offense meant.”

“None taken,” she responded. Okay. Maybe a little.

His expression softened, but he leaned forward, his gaze still glued to hers. “Mind if I ask what you’re doing out here?”

His question seemed more than casual. Almost defensive. Even a little intrusive. Why was Jim suddenly coming on so hard? Had they done something wrong? She’d made sure to have the kids pick up their litter. And, so far, they hadn’t even seen any livestock. “I’m the kids’ social worker taking them on a camping trip.”

“So they’re not your kids?” asked Devin. His expression relaxed.

She looked to Devin. Was he getting weird, too? “No. They live in foster homes.”

“Uh, yoo-hoo.” Cassie waved. “We’re sitting right here, you know.”

“Sorry, kid. Don’t go getting all worked up about it. We didn’t mean anything bad. Just curious is all.” Devin smiled at the girl then grabbed a few pieces of the kindling next to the fire and added them to the blaze.

“Foster homes, huh?” Jim’s gaze settled on Cassie, then Leon, and finally on Joey. “Are you good kids?”

The men were amazingly hot, but she wasn’t about to let them give the kids the third degree, especially about how “good” or “bad” they were. She got to her feet and crossed her arms, ready to do verbal battle. “Thank you again for helping with the fire, but I think it’s time for you two to be going.”

Jim arched an eyebrow as he got to his feet. “We didn’t mean to upset you. It’s just that we kind of like knowing who’s squatting on our land.”

“Squatting on your land?” Irritation could easily have given way to anger, but she kept a hold on it—barely. “We’re camping out. It’s not as though we’re setting up a home here.”

“Damn it, Jim.” Devin glared at his friend. “You’ll have to forgive him. His mamma didn’t teach him how to play well with others.”

She would’ve sworn Jim’s lip lifted into a silent growl. It was almost funny.

Maybe she’d pegged them wrong. After all, they didn’t have to let them stay. Jim had every right to know who was using their land. “It’s okay.” She dared to ask. “So is it okay if we stay a few more days?” She arched an eyebrow, daring him to turn her down. He wouldn’t, would he? “I promise you we’ll all be very good.”

His eyes sparkled, telling her that he’d caught her jab. He no longer seemed even remotely aggressive. Instead, he was suddenly the epitome of pleasant. “Yeah, sure. Stay as long as you like.”

As long as I like? If it was only me, I’d stay until you kicked me to the curb.

“Come on, Devin. Let’s let these good people get back to enjoying their day.”

She smothered a smile at his returning dig.

“It was nice meeting you, Tanya,” said Devin as he walked by. “You, too, kids.”

A warm brush of sexual need enveloped her. She longed to grab Devin and beg him to stay. Fortunately, she was able to restrain herself.

Her breath hitched in her throat as Jim started to pass by then stopped and leaned close enough to whisper to her.

“Don’t go being too good, you hear?”

She drew in a hard-won breath but couldn’t think of anything to say. Especially when talking was the last thing she wanted to do with him. If she didn’t get a grip on her raging hormones soon, she’d risk giving the teens a show they’d never forget. One that would, no doubt, get her butt canned faster than her idea of taking them camping.

“In fact, darlin’, I wouldn’t mind seeing you be bad.” His amber-flecked gaze met hers. “Real bad.” He gave her a wink then sauntered away.

By the time she could breathe normally again, the men were in their pickup and turning it toward the road.




“Fuck me,” she whispered against Devin’s ear.

He groaned, the sound morphing into a growl of desire. “You sure?”

“Fuck her, man, or I will.” Jim played with her ass, squeezing her butt cheeks and adding a playful slap.

Her hands slipped under Devin’s shirt to grip his broad shoulders. Again, she arched her back and let out a short gasp when Devin nipped at her tit. She rocked against him, his cock sliding between her folds.

Then, taking her by the chin, Jim made her look at him. “Fuck her now. I want to see her eyes when you shove it in.”

Devin growled again then impaled her, driving his thick, long cock deep inside her. Her eyes widened as he took her, and her mouth parted in a silent cry.

The joy in Jim’s eyes was unmistakable. The hold on her chin became a caress of her cheek. “That’s it, darlin’. Ride him. Make him come quick-like so I can have you.”

Having Devin’s cock inside her was enough to send the wild ride of her impending climax rushing toward the end. As she rocked against Devin, she squeezed her pussy walls tight, capturing him, daring him to try and take his cock away from her. His hand found her clit and began to massage it, driving her crazier with need.

“Look at me, darlin’.” He’d scooted closer, taking the middle seat.

She obeyed Jim. Amber had filled his eyes.

“Come for me, darlin’. Now.”

She couldn’t have disobeyed him if she’d wanted to. Studying his mouth as she rode his friend, she saw what he said as much as she heard it. Immediately, her release burst free, shaking through her to drive all the way to her very core. She cried out, this time not silently, and rode the rush of release.

Devin gripped her hair, forcing her to look at him. “Too. Fast.” Yet he didn’t seem frustrated or angry. Instead, lust filled his expression as he closed his eyes and turned his seed free.

Warmth shot inside her. Impossibly, recklessly, she tightened her pussy again, hoping to keep every bit of his cum inside her.

And then Jim yanked her off his friend, pulling her around to settle on his lap with her back to him. Putting his hand between her shoulder blades, he pushed her forward. “Nice and easy, darlin’.”

She leaned forward, gripping the dash, and presenting her ass to him as women have done since time began. Devin leaned forward to play with her tits, fondling each one, pinching her nipples to give her added bits of pain and pleasure.

Jim eased his cock to her pussy then slid inside. His cock filled her as much as Devin’s had then skimmed over the sensitive spongy spot. She inhaled as Jim clutched her hips and slammed into her.

She was lost to them. Not only did she give her body to them, allowing the strange sensation to morph into an all-consuming need, she could sense her mind giving way to them.

They’re me.

And I’m them.

Understanding was at a biological level, having little to do with logic or reason. Somehow, it was as though she’d known them her entire life. Had, in fact, pushed other men aside, waiting to find them.

As she leaned against the dashboard of the pickup, she felt no shame, no remorse. She was where she was meant to be. She was with who she was meant to be with. Even if it turned out to be the only time she would have them, she would never regret it.

But, oh, how she wanted another time. And one after that. Then another after that. She’d never get enough of them.

Her body sang, every nerve ending alive. Her pussy wept. Her clit pulsated.

When Jim groaned out his release, she let hers fly again, wanting to come with him as she’d come with Devin. Luckily, Devin and Jim supported her as her body finally gave out and she slumped. Devin pulled her against him, cradling her like he would a baby.

Her climax raced through her then slowed now that it had crossed the finish line. She blinked as she looked into his amber-flecked eyes, and rational thought slowly returned.

Had she really fucked two men she barely knew?

Yet, still, she had no remorse. Given the chance to go back in time, she’d do the same all over again. Happiness based entirely on emotion filled her.

Jim pulled a towel from behind the seats and began rubbing her down, cleaning her between her legs. Almost shyly, she took the towel from him and sat up. If she let him continue to clean her, she’d get turned on yet again.

The three of them remained silent until they’d finished pulling their clothes together. Once they had, she looked up to find Devin and Jim looking at her with obvious affection. She glanced away, suddenly unsure what to say.

“It’s okay, darlin’. We won’t take what you’ve given us lightly.”

“He’s right,” added Devin. “This is more than a quick fuck in a truck.”

Joy filled her, yet she didn’t understand why. How could it be anything more? They were simply being polite, saying what any woman would want to hear. “It’s okay. I don’t expect anything from you.”

Devin cupped her chin, forcing her to look at him. “You should expect everything from us.”

What he said didn’t make sense, but she didn’t have time to question him. “We need to get going. If we get to the ranch after the kids do, then they’ll be suspicious.”

Jim put the pickup in reverse and backed his way to the road. “You’re right. But know this, darlin’. We’re not finished with you. Not by a long shot.”

She thrilled at his words then told herself not to believe him. Yet, try as she might, she couldn’t help but be excited.

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