[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, bondage, spanking, whipping, food play, sex toys, HEA]
Ava Bryant moved to Plenty to start a new life. She’s been avoiding relationships. She has a lying, cheating ex-husband as proof of her lousy taste in men. She’ll be just fine on her own.
Brayden Tyler, Falk O’Neill, and Josh Ryder moved to Plenty to start a new life, too. One look at Ava and they want her in that life. She’s been burned but agrees to give them three dates to prove they’re good men and can be trusted.
Ava’s not sure being with them is a good idea. They’re too handsome, too sexy, and too alpha. When she starts dating them, it’s all too good to be true. But the men haven’t told her they have a secret from their past. A secret that won’t seem to go away. When the past comes to Plenty, can they keep Ava safe in their strong arms? Or will the secret rip the lovers apart, just as they’ve found happiness?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Lara Valentine is a Siren-exclusive author.
Josh peeled the label from his longneck and tried not to look obvious about watching Ava Bryant. She was fucking gorgeous with her long, dark hair, bright green eyes, and full, lush lips that begged to kissed. She was also giving him and his best friends the brush-off of their lives. Ava acted as if she wanted nothing to do with them. He knew it was just an act. He could see the heat in her expression when she was near any of them. She wasn’t too convincing about her lack of interest.
“Why are we sitting here with cold beers and hard dicks? Let’s just go over and talk to her, for fuck’s sake.”
Josh shook his head. “Shit, Falk. She doesn’t want to talk to us. And my dick’s not hard, asshole. I have some self-control, even if you don’t. I’m just trying to respect her wishes. She’s scared to death of getting involved. Her ex-husband must have done a real number on her.”
Falk gave him a hard look. “It was a figurative hard-on, asshole. I’m a man of action and sitting here like some hard-up high school kid watching the popular cheerleader at the big game is not something I fucking enjoy. If we want her, let’s go get her. We’ve been pussyfooting around for months. I’m tired of this. What do you think, Bray?”
Brayden Tyler leaned back in his chair. Brayden didn’t always have much to say, but when he did, he didn’t waste words.
“Life’s too fucking short to keep lusting after her and then going home to rub one out. If we want her, we need to pull up our balls, act like men, and go after her. Show her we’re not like her ex. She has trust issues we’ll need to overcome, but it’s nothing we can’t handle.”
Josh leaned forward, his arms resting on his splayed knees. “I don’t like the fact that we’re keeping a secret from her. We’re planning to ask her to trust us, but we’re not trusting her. It seems wrong.”
Brayden frowned. “It is wrong. But what choice do we have? I don’t want to drag her into our pasts. We’ve been cleared of any wrongdoing. And for good reason. We didn’t fucking do anything illegal. I wish I could say the same for some of our coworkers, but I can’t. Hell, some of our friends didn’t believe we were innocent. I’m not sure we can ask Ava to trust us quite that much at this early stage in our relationship.”
Falk grimaced. “Roger called me again. I didn’t pick up. He left another voice mail saying he needs to talk to us.”
Josh groaned and shook his head. “When was this? We’re supposed to tell each if either Roger or Troy tries to contact us. Fuck, we know what they want. The Feds seized their assets and they’ve probably run through all their cash.”
Falk held up his hands. “Earlier tonight. I hadn’t had a chance to tell you yet. And I didn’t fucking answer. If it’s someone I don’t know, I let it go to voice mail. That’s our rule, right?”
Brayden shook his head and stared sightlessly out at the dance floor. “Right. I can’t believe they’re trying to contact us. Fuck, they skipped bail and are on the run. Why do they think we would help them?”
There was a long silence before Josh spoke, his shoulders slumped. “Because they think we’re as guilty as they are. They think we got away with it.”
Brayden’s hands tightened into fists. “We didn’t do a fucking thing. We’ve been investigated so thoroughly the Feds know what my favorite sexual positions are. We came here to start a new life, dammit. That’s what we’re going to do. And we’re going to do it with Ava.”
Falk nodded. “I agree. I don’t want our past to interfere with the future. We think Ava might be the one. I want a chance to get to know her and see if she is. But, I want us to agree now that we will tell her about New York. As soon as we think she trusts us enough, we tell her. Agreed?”
Josh nodded grimly. “Agreed. She has to want us, and that includes New York. Brayden?”
“Agreed. I wish we could tell her now, honestly. I don’t feel good about this. She’s so skittish, she’ll use any reason to build walls between us. But if we tell her we were investigated for insider trading, she might think we actually did it. She doesn’t have the highest opinion of men from what I’ve seen.”
Brayden lifted his beer to his lips, but paused. “How about we start our campaign right now? She’s coming back from the bar. Ask her to dance, Josh, then bring her back here. She’s most comfortable with you.”
Josh craned his neck to find her in the crowd and felt the rush of arousal that had become so familiar whenever Ava was around. She was tiny but with slamming curves that made a man’s mouth water. Those curves were highlighted tonight in a silky green wraparound dress that ended midthigh. His gaze followed those shapely legs down to her sexy high-heeled, matching sandals. He could already imagine those legs wrapped around his waist, those heels digging into his ass as he fucked them both to oblivion.
He pushed through the crowd, determined to talk to her. Brayden and Falk were right. They wouldn’t get anywhere waiting for her to come to them. They would be old and gray, and wouldn’t be able to get it up anymore. They certainly wouldn’t be of any use to her then.
Her eyes widened as she realized he was heading straight for her. She froze, bringing Becca to a halt, also. He gave them his most charming smile.
“Becca, Ava, how are you ladies this evening? Having fun?”
Becca gave him a knowing smile. “Yes, we are. Country night is just as fun as eighties night. Do you like country music, Josh?”
He answered Becca, but kept his eyes on Ava. She was chewing on her lower lip at the moment, with a crinkle forming between her beautiful green eyes.
“I can live with it. How about a dance, Ava?”
“Now we’re in the bedroom. Disobedience will be punished. Are we clear, bedroom slave?”
Ava giggled. “Very clear, oh Lord and Master.”
Brayden grinned. “I like that. You may continue to call me that in the bedroom.”
Josh came down beside her on the bed, letting his eyes take in her beauty. Her hair was in a wild tangle around her face, her round, firm breasts rising and falling with her breathing. The black lace of her panties covered her mound and nothing else. Her legs were toned and sexy all the way down to her painted toenails in her high-heeled black sandals. Josh had fantasized about those high heels. He ran his hands down her legs and lifted a dainty foot to inspect it.
“You can keep your heels on, Ava. I want to feel them digging into my ass when I fuck you good and hard.”
Her face turned pink. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. Falk, let’s get these panties down. They’re probably soaked anyway.”
Falk wrapped his fingers around the crotch and tugged sharply, ripping the lace into pieces. Ava’s sharply indrawn breath caught in her throat. “Hey, those were my favorite.”
Falk chuckled. “Sorry, beautiful. I’ll buy you all new panties. How does that sound?”
Ava muttered something under her breath before agreeing. “You damn well better. You can’t go around ripping my clothes off of me.”
Brayden stood at the end of the bed, his arms crossed over his chest, scowling.
“Yes, we can. We’re in charge and if we decide to tear off your clothes, we will do it. We will, however, always replace whatever we destroy.”
Ava stuck out her tongue. “You’re mean.”
Brayden raised an eyebrow. “Am I? Let me remind you, Ava, that you requested this. We can always go back and you can be in charge.”
Ava scrambled up on her elbows. “No! I–I’m sorry. You’re in charge. I mean it.”
“No more arguing then. You’ll submit to our will in the bedroom and rule us everywhere else.”
Josh insinuated himself behind her and cupped her full breasts from behind. “Definitely, you will rule us. Run our lives and make us three of the happiest men in Plenty.”
He nipped at the fragrant, soft skin at the base of her neck, then soothed it with his tongue, feeling her squirm in his arms. Falk was kissing his way down her front, letting his tongue tickle her belly button before continuing the trail, heading straight for her creamy pussy.
Brayden watched from his vantage point at the end of bed, content for now to direct the action.
“Falk, spread her legs and eat her cunt. She likes that. I want her to come several times tonight.”
Josh plucked at her tight, berry-red nipples while Falk opened her thighs wide and bent his head, swiping her pussy with his tongue from opening to clit. Ava opened her mouth to cry out and Josh covered her lips with his, his tongue delving into her sweetness. She tasted like chocolate, champagne, and warm woman and he took his time exploring her mouth until they were both breathless and his cock was aching.
He nodded to Falk. “Trade?”
Falk grinned. “Her honey tastes sweet. She’s close, too. You won’t have to do much to send her over.”
Josh took Falk’s place between her legs, running his hands up and down her silky thighs, pressing them apart. Her pretty pink pussy was shiny with her juices, the clit swollen and begging for his mouth. He pressed his face into her cunt, breathing in her musky scent, amping up his arousal even higher. He couldn’t wait to get deep into her hot, tight pussy.
He pulled the hood of her clit back and lightly teased the shiny pearl underneath. Her reaction was instantaneous. She screamed his name in a desperate voice. Her body was trembling underneath his hands and he gave Falk a look. Falk immediately bent his head and started licking and sucking her nipples.
Josh pressed a finger into her cunt and felt her tight muscles grab it and pull it deeper. Brayden leaned over and whispered something in his ear that made him grin. He pressed a second finger in and hooked his fingers, looking for her sweet spot. She thrashed her head back and forth when he found it, moaning and begging for him to finish her off.
“Your wish is my command, Ava.”
He pulled his fingers from her pussy, slick with her cream, and pressed one into her back hole as he closed his mouth over her clit. He pushed his finger in relentlessly and her bottom opened to him. He fucked her with the finger while his mouth worked its magic. He scraped his teeth lightly on the sides of her clit and she screamed and froze, every muscle in her body taut. He stayed with her as her body rode the waves of pleasure, before she went limp, her eyes closed and her skin covered in a fine sheen of perspiration.
He wiped off his face with the back of his arm and grinned. “That was a good idea you had, Bray. She really liked that finger in her ass while I was sucking on her pretty clit. She’s going to love it when we fuck her back there.”
Her green eyes snapped open and looked over his shoulder where Brayden had stood watching. “I should have known it was your idea. Are you planning to just stand there all night, directing traffic, or are you going to participate?”
Brayden wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her into a sitting position. She still had to tip her head back to look into his eyes, which Josh knew from experience would be almost black with desire.
“I plan to participate and direct traffic, little slave. In fact, I’m planning to fuck your pussy. Now. Falk, Josh, get her ready. Just like we discussed.”