A contemporary erotic novella with m/f/m menage themes by Landrie Richards. All her life, Rachel has been the good girl who does what she’s told and neglects her own needs. When she heads out to a club in order to finally let loose, she gets more than she ever bargained for in a handsome stranger and his twin brother. With Rachel determined to shake her innocent image and cocksure Mark dead set on helping brother Aaron get over his recently ended relationship, the three find that things begin to fall into place when they all fall into bed for the night. But will even the wildest of one-night stands begin to satisfy any of them? Can Rachel, Aaron and Mark ever get enough?
Rachel looked between the two of them for a moment, her dark eyes wide and questioning before she tilted her head back and laughed, startling them both. ‘I’m sorry,’ she offered softly. ‘That’s just … cute. I’ve always wanted brothers.’
‘At once?’ Mark asked jokingly as he leant in over the table and quirked his eyebrow up at her suggestively.
Rachel, realising what she’d said, flushed a deep crimson and shook her head. ‘I mean, I’ve always wanted to have brothers or sisters,’ she nodded. ‘Only child.’
‘Lucky,’ Aaron and Mark both responded in near unison before offering her matching smiles.
Rachel could feel the heat in her cheeks grow deeper as the rest of her body warmed up as well. Their smiles were completely identical right down to their dimples and she couldn’t help appreciating how much everything else about them was alike. They both had their arms crossed and were resting them on the table and her eyes travelled from Aaron’s strong neck down to the bit of chest hair peeking out above the top button of his shirt to Mark’s biceps that curved just perfectly out of the edge of his short sleeve shirt to Aaron’s fingers that casually tapped against the glass in his hand. With the exception of Mark’s tattoo, everything was exactly the same.
She realised she was staring as they continued to smile at her and she lowered her head to her glass to try to hide her pink cheeks from them. As she took a long sip through her straw, it occurred to her there was a noticeable difference in their smiles. Aaron’s was warm and kind and he made her feel comfortable and safe. On the other hand, Mark’s was playful and mischievous and she could tell from his eyes he was probably always thinking naughty things. She sort of hoped some of those things had to do with her right at that moment. She wasn’t entirely sure what was coming over her, but the two men in front of her were making her feel things she wasn’t accustomed to – they were making her feel a little out of control and, as much as she liked being in control, it was surprising how little that bothered her.
Rachel finally broke the silence at the table and said timidly, ‘It can’t be all bad having a twin brother. I can already tell after barely knowing you for five minutes that you have a strong connection. I’ve read articles about the bond between twins. Some of them can practically read each other’s thoughts and they have their own way of communicating with each other. You guys seem to be close. I’m sure you must do almost everything together.’
The brothers exchanged a look and Aaron looked away awkwardly while Mark smirked at her and said, ‘Almost everything.’
Aaron gave his brother a warning elbow in the ribs. ‘Mark.’
Rachel looked between them, not sure what she’d said to cause the naughty look in Mark’s eyes to increase or to make Aaron so ill at ease. Mark shrugged and rolled his eyes before leaning back in his chair and sipping from his drink as he surveyed the bar. Aaron leant in closer to her and was obviously trying to change the subject when he asked, ‘So are you here alone?’