[Ménage and More: Erotic Paranormal Consensual BDSM Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M, with M/M, time travel, shape-shifters, voyeurism, public exhibition, spanking, knife play, wax play, sex toys, HEA]
Life is sweet for Jill Easton after her reconciliation with her husband, Ben. He’s even allowed Neil Banks into their marriage. She has everything she wants, except for Logan Weston and Judah Shaughnessy, the other two loves of her life.
She discovers that Ben has a spanking fetish and a startling obsession with the 1950s that challenges her inner feminist and entices the natural submissive in her. Their power struggle is halted when fate takes a turn for the worst, and Jill must prove how far she’s willing to go to save the man she loves most.
When their BDSM relationship progresses, Ben calls Logan in to help train Jill. Jealous, Judah hatches a plan to make Ben want to share Jill with him, but things go horribly wrong. The four men must unite to heal Jill from her inner demons and prove to her that only complete surrender to them will set her free.
Note: This book contains double vaginal penetration.
Note: This book contains double anal penetration.
Note: This book is a sequel to Badge of Temptation. Although each book ends with an HEA for its main characters, the two books share an external story arc.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Police! Open up!”
Judah gasped. “Crap, he followed you here?”
She panicked. “I don’t think so. He should be at work. I only came to thank you and then leave. I didn’t do anything wrong, but I’m not supposed to be here. Damn it, this isn’t a good way to start Training mode tonight.”
“What?” Judah grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the coat closet. “Don’t let that motherfucker train you. You’re our slave, not his.”
Her body heated and her pussy dampened at the possessive way he said “slave.” She trembled with a strange mixture of fear and excitement.
“Nobody owns me, Judah.”
“We own you, and you’d know that if you’d take your fucking top off and show me that pretty bite mark I left on you.” Judah opened the door to the coat closet.
“Nice try, Judah. Ben’s my Dom.”
“Fuck no! What does that asshole know about being a Dom? He probably got his training from some psychotic dummy off the internet.”
Logan snorted as he headed toward the front door. “Much obliged, Judah.”
“Yeah, I didn’t think that one through.” Judah pushed Jill into the closet and closed the door. “I’ll be in the shower. Got to wash this sweat off. Tell him I’m out of town.”
* * * *
Judah stood in the bathroom, listening.
“Where is he?” Ben demanded.
“He’s in the bathroom,” Logan replied nonchalantly.
Judah’s jaw fell. Whose side was the fucker on? He unlocked the door and debated whether or not to climb out the window instead of bolting down the hall.
The door flew open and the pissed-off sheriff barged in. Seeing no other option, Judah stripped off the towel, revealing his package. Ben stopped in his tracks, looking baffled and disgusted.
“See anything you like, cocksucker, or did you just come to compare dick sizes?” Judah sassed. A man pretending to come on to him should send Ben packing. Judah started to play with himself, certain the cop wouldn’t dare touch a man who had his hands all over his bits and pieces.
He was wrong. Ben grabbed him by the throat and slammed him up against the bathroom wall. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you sweaty?”
“It’s called working out. You know that thing your wife does besides me?”
Oddly, no flying fists of rage came, though Ben did slam him back against the wall again. Judah stiffened and he noticed the sheriff did, too, when Ben moved into him. What the hell? Ben still looked pissed, but there was a wild fury in his eyes that had nothing to do with wrath.
“You’re absolutely vile,” the cop said in an out-of-place hush.
Judah flinched when he felt stiffness in the crotch pressed against his lower abdomen. Oh surely not. “Yeah well, you’re pretty rank yourself.”
“I should arrest your ass.”
“Why don’t you?”
“Turn around,” Ben murmured with a feral gleam in his eyes, “so I can handcuff you.”
Somehow that didn’t sit well. “Yeah, no thanks. I’m good there. No desire to go to jail, but thanks for the offer.”
Ben grabbed him by the hair and arm, spinning him around and ramming his front up against the wall. “You’re under arrest, you little shit! Did you honestly think there wouldn’t be any consequences for assaulting a police officer?”
“Blah, blah, it was worth it. Do you feel anything brotherly and forgiving toward me yet, sheriff?”
“I’ll never see you as a brother, you lowlife punk.”
Judah jumped when he heard Ben’s breath catch and felt his dick stiffen in his pants. Nope, definitely nothing brotherly there. “Lord Almighty, are you erect?”
“What?” Ben released his wrists and stepped back in shock. “No, I’m not erect, you perverted troll. Come near me again and you’ll wish you hadn’t.”
“I’m beginning to see that.”
Ben turned and walked out.
Judah wrapped the towel around his waist, waiting a minute or so before heading out. Ben was gone and he saw Jill’s back walking away just as Logan closed the door.
“Some friend you are. ‘He’s in the bathroom.’” Judah grumbled. “The fuck is his problem? Did you get a good look at his dick on the way out?”
Logan looked at him calmly, the humor and confusion running silent. “What makes you think I saw Ben’s penis as he walked out?”
“I didn’t mean he whipped his pecker out. I was just wondering if he was erect.”
“Judah, you’re a decent-looking man, but I highly doubt you’re going to change anyone’s orientation.”
Judah rolled his eyes. “Ben was just acting strange. He came here to arrest me and then just left. The fuck is that all about?”
“It might have had something to do with the fact that you claimed him.”
“Nah, that can’t be it. I probably just felt his keys or his wallet in his pocket. Some big-ass keys, though.” Judah plopped down into a chair before growing cold. “How’s that now?”
Logan leaned up against a wall and folded his arms, wearing a smile that was crooked in more ways than one. “Tell me where you bit him.”
“What difference does it make where I bit him?”
Logan smirked, glancing down at the floor before bringing his attention back. “Oh, believe me, it makes all the difference. When I bit you a while back to save your life, I bit your arm so you’d become a leopard shifter, but we wouldn’t be mated. You bit him on the shoulder, didn’t you?”
The soft touch of his lips and the reassuring sound of his voice soothed her. The words touched her soul, offering the comfort a baby must feel when being held by someone who loved it.
Ben took her other hand and coursed his fingers through her hair, gentling her restless spirit with his tender eyes. “You’re safe, sweetheart. We’ll protect you.”
The words no longer made her feel weak and threatened. She felt safe, warm, and loved as she kissed his fingertips. “I know you will.”
Judah kissed a steamy path up the inside of her thigh, making her pussy weep with delight. “I’m gonna suck your cunt now.”
“About time, cowboy,” she teased.
Judah flashed her his pearly whites. “Don’t make me tease you all over with my mouth. I can make you beg, darlin’.”
“Maybe you can. Maybe you can’t.”
“Maybe we should switch to high protocol.”
“Oh no, don’t,” she whined. “I want to be a brat right now.”
The men laughed.
“Very well, pet.” Logan ran his palm up the inside of her left thigh while Judah garnished her right leg with kisses.
Humid warmth basked her bare mons in sinful heat just before the smoothness of firm lips imprinted a soft kiss on her pubic mound. A breathy gasp slipped from her, and she found her hips gyrating to get closer to the skilled mouth peppering sizzling kisses all over her naked labia.
Logan ran his hand up her tummy and then back down, stimulating the helpless nerves in the wake of his touch. They looked at her and touched her like she was precious and good. But she wasn’t good. She was fucked up to the moon and back, yet they still wanted her, loved her unconditionally. The knowledge was as humbling as it was empowering and soul-moving. They were living proof that true love never dies.
Ben and Neil suckled her fingers, slurping and moving the digits in their mouths like they were miniature cocks buried in her moist pussy.
Judah grazed her hot intimate flesh with his teeth and chewed on her labia. He was gentle with the nibbles, but the hard edge of his teeth sent electrical charges through her at the unfulfilled threat of pain.
Logan rubbed gentle circles all over her toned tummy, crooning to her every now and then and running his other palm up the inside of her left thigh. The close proximity to her sex made her vagina pulse with desperation.
“How are you doing, my sweet?” he thoughtfully inquired.
“I’m doing really good.”
“You use your safe word if you have to,” he told her.
“Why the hell would I do that now?” she shrieked, giggling when she saw his teasing grin.
“Please don’t. I really need you.” Neil brushed the top of her hand with his lips.
Her back arched when Judah went down on her and sucked her chubby sex lips into his mouth with a startling vigor.
A heartbeat later, Ben and Neil’s balmy mouths latched onto her nipples and gently sipped them. Her hands went up into both men’s hair, and she whimpered at the way Logan’s soothing hand moved to her pussy and rubbed the nude flesh until it tingled with maddening urges.
Judah lapped at her creamy slit, collecting her juices of shameless lust on his wicked tongue. He left no part of her sex untouched as he explored her with his lips, tongue, and teeth while Ben and Neil feasted on her swollen breasts.
Jill cried out and bucked in blissful torment when Judah crammed his tongue up her cunt and fucked her with it. He caressed hot, carnal knowledge all inside her walls, using his fingers to keep her sex lips spread while he executed his dirty will on her.
She was defenseless beneath their masculine strength and their James Bond-like skill, but the vulnerability thrilled her without ceasing as they touched and kissed her all over her body.
Logan’s finger dipped into her cleft to stimulate her growing clitoris, eliciting tiny mewls of want from her. Her body undulated at the creeping blanket of pleasure that swiftly infiltrated her defenses. She was going down. Yes, sir, and she was going down hard. They wouldn’t let her get away now.
Ben made an erotic vacuum with his wonderful mouth as he sucked the living hell out of her breast while Neil made steamy circles around her other tit with his tongue.
Logan tickled her clit faster, and Judah fucked her like his tongue was a cock that was close to ejaculating. Her body undulated and she started pleading, for what she didn’t know. The pleasure would kill her if they continued. Maybe she begged them to stop.
No. The heated pressure and hedonistic sparks igniting in her body wouldn’t let her protest. She likely implored them to persist in their wanton conquest. The building aura broke and rippling waves of pleasure washed over her, searing her body with heat and dampness.
Judah lapped up the mess her pussy made while Logan petted her tummy. Ben and Neil detached their mouths from her boobs.
The sight of the four tempting men in the buff with stiff erections made her mouth water and her cunt ache.
“Here’s what’s going down, darlin’,” Judah explained. “Two of us will penetrate your pussy, and the other guys will be in your ass and mouth.”