[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, light bondage, HEA]
Anna Valdez is leading a double life that will surely land her in jail. Since the age of eighteen, Anna has been on a path of revenge to make those pay who are responsible for her family’s death.
Unbeknownst to Anna, her best friend has created a profile on a ménage dating website in hopes of pushing her into having a life. Both paths lead her to the town of Triple, where Elliott and Mitch Braxton are at odds about meeting their perfect match. Elliott thinks it’s time that his brother return to the life of the living after ten years in prison. Mitch disagrees—that is, until he meets up with Anna.
Trying to keep them at arm's length proves impossible, especially when they find out she’s not exactly who she says she is. Can Elliott and Mitch convince Anna that being imprisoned in their love is a better choice?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Peyton Elizabeth is a Siren-exclusive author.
Their eyes connected the minute he walked into the diner. Ten minutes ago, Elliott couldn’t believe that the woman who had taken up residence in his thoughts, twenty-four seven, was getting out of her car. He figured she had somehow gotten underneath Mitch’s skin as well, because his brother was surlier than he normally was. Considering he had gotten that way after his run-in with Anna on Wednesday, Elliott chalked it up to it being Anna’s fault. Now, he was standing close enough to touch her. It seemed surreal.
“Why didn’t you respond to my message?”
He hadn’t meant for those words to come out, but it was too late to take them back. Finally coming face-to-face with her, he saw that her picture held nothing over the beauty that she really was. There was no doubt she knew who he was, for her blue eyes were like an open book. Unfortunately, she slammed it shut the minute their gazes met, and now he couldn’t tell what she was thinking.
“I’m sure we can talk about that another time,” Anna said, giving him a tight smile. “I’m here for an interview.”
“Interview? I didn’t know Sam had already put an ad in the paper. He’s been needing the extra help for a while now.”
“I had stopped in around a week ago and noticed a sign in the window,” Anna explained. “It seemed like fate.”
“I thought you worked for a data entry company specializing in medical transcriptions,” Elliott said, recalling her profile.
“You know how it goes, with the economy and all,” Anna said, with a wave of her hand in dismissal. “And living in the city is so expensive, it seemed to make more sense for me to move to a smaller area.”
“Anna, Sam’s waiting in the back for you,” Willow said, tying her apron in the back. “I see you two finally found each other. It’s always good when old friends reconnect, and now that you’ll probably be working here, you two can catch up on old times. Don’t let Sam scare you off, though. He’s kind of grumpy today, because it’s payday. He always gets like that when he has to dish out money, but he knows we need the help around here.”
Elliott looked at Willow quizzically. What was she talking about, old friends? Before he could ask, the door signaled the first customer of the day, pulling Willow away from them. Anna still stood in front of him, her red hair pulled into a clip, hiding the gorgeous strands of color he knew to be entwined.
“Don’t give it a second thought.” Anna answered his unspoken question. “Apparently, you were looking for me the other day and she assumed we were old friends. I didn’t correct her.”
“I saw you sitting in here last week and stopped in to talk to you, but you’d already left. I’m sorry about your job, but if you want to know the truth, I’m not at all sorry that it brought you here.”
“Elliott, my friend pulled a fast one on me. I’ve got too much going on in my life to date right now. Trust me, you’d be better off with someone else.”
“We don’t want anyone else. Have dinner with us,” Elliott said. Anna was shaking her head, already turning away from him. Elliott placed his hand on her arm, preventing her from walking toward the back of the diner. Elliott gave her a smile, wanting her to feel comfortable around him. “Why not? And don’t give me the lame pretext of not having time to date. We both know that’s an excuse. Besides, why pass up a free meal?”
“I don’t think that type of lifestyle is for me,” Anna answered, but Elliott sensed that she wasn’t telling the truth.
“How do you know if you don’t try it? All we’re asking for is a dinner. Nothing more, nothing less. Come on—you know you want to,” Elliott replied with a wink, keeping the banter as lighthearted as he could.
Elliott released her arm, knowing that he couldn’t stop her if she truly wanted to walk away from him. He wasn’t sure what it was about her, but he felt this magnifying pull toward her. It had started with her picture, but now seeing her in person—well, he could only hope she felt the same. He glanced down at her lips, where her tongue came out to moisten the pink skin. She had a natural sensuality that most women would kill for, and she didn’t even know it. The peppering of freckles on her nose was cute, although he didn’t think she’d appreciate that adjective. Something urged him on, giving him a warning that if he didn’t push for a date, he and Mitch would miss out on something monumental. If Mitch’s attitude for the last couple of days was any indication, he felt the same way. Elliott hoped that she would give them a chance to find out if it was the type of attraction that could last. Although, if she was wary of him, wait until she got a load of Mitch. Maybe Elliott could get him drunk before seeing her.
“You know what? You’re right. Dinner tonight, here, at seven o’clock.”
Anna’s quick turnaround had given him pause, and before he could recover, Elliott found that she had left to have her interview with Sam. She could give a man whiplash. Elliott felt a smile start to grow on his face, not caring a lick about why she had changed her mind—just grateful she had. Now, he had to go talk his brother into dinner with a beautiful woman tonight. Somehow, Elliott didn’t think that was going to be too hard.
She didn’t want to fuck nice and slow—she wanted it hard and fast. Anna knew Mitch could provide that and would willingly walk away. Whether Elliott joined them was up for debate, but she hoped that he would.
Grabbing ahold of his hair, Anna twisted her fingers into the silky strands as tight as she could and brought his lips down to hers. He must have taken a sip of his coffee before disposing of it, because he tasted like the dark liquid she loved. The roughness of the kiss didn’t deter her from longing for more. Their teeth knocked together and she slipped her tongue between them, wanting him to play with her. He answered in kind. His flavor exploded on her taste buds and it filled her senses.
Mitch flipped them over, keeping ahold of her tight enough so that their lips remained fused. His right hand had her bra unclasped within seconds. He took both of his hands and placed them underneath her arms, sliding her over him until she was made to release his mouth. Mitch held her up so that her breasts dangled over his lips. With no hesitation, he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
“I need more, Ginger,” Mitch murmured against her breast.
He sucked harder, bringing her nipple up to the roof of his mouth. Using his tongue, he rasped the rough texture over the hardened pebble. She’d never quite experienced this kind of fervor before, always having to be the one in charge while having sex. It was nice to let go for once and let someone else take over.
She lifted her legs higher, spreading them across Mitch’s abdomen. Her panties were soaked, so when her pussy came into contact with his skin, the material stuck to him. She ground her hips into him, needing the pressure on her clit. She liked the feeling of the silk rubbing inside her folds. It was moist, slippery, and warm. She wanted more.
Mitch released her breast and she sat up, looking down at him while he stared up at her with hungry eyes. A tiny niggling of doubt poked at her, making her wonder if she really could enjoy this and then walk away. Anna knew her body wanted this, but it was her heart that was faltering.
A hand snared her hair and brought her head back, making her breasts push out and her back arch. She met Elliott’s intense stare. He brought his face down to where inches separated their lips. His breath mingled with hers as he spoke.
“If you betray us in any way, I swear that every ounce of pleasure you feel under our hands will be felt differently under my palm when it connects with your ass.”
The threat of his words sunk home and chilled her to the bone, but the heat in his voice had the opposite effect on her body. Unable to stop herself, Anna pushed up on her knees and fused their lips together. It was the first time they had kissed, and the underlying hunger took her by surprise. This animalistic longing was what she’d come to expect from Mitch, but to know Elliott kept these indulgences hidden made her want to experience more.
“Suck his cock,” Elliott ordered, his tone still full of steel.
He didn’t have to tell her twice. Once he released his hold of her hair, Anna made her way down Mitch’s body, enjoying every inch of skin he displayed. Using her teeth, she tugged at his button until it popped. With shaking hands due to the overload of desire, she managed to pull his zipper down and, with his help, slide the denim over his muscular thighs. The outline of his cock was magnificent. It was long and thick, and a damp spot of moisture from his pre-cum made the white cotton almost see-through.
“Are you wet?” Elliott asked from behind her. She heard him shedding his clothes behind her. Where had the sweet and charming younger brother gone?
“Yes,” Anna keened, wanting him to touch her.
She slipped her fingers underneath the elastic band of Mitch’s underwear and lifted the material up and over his cock. His shaft seemed even wider without the cotton covering it, and the veins seemed to strain against the velvety skin. Her mouth watered, and suddenly, she was ravenous for his taste.
Anna gently wrapped her fingers around his rigid member and lifted him straight up. She swiped her tongue over his tip, lapping up the pearl of pre-cum that had leaked from his slit. Musky flavor with a hint of salt covered her taste buds. She craved more.