[Ménage and More: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, with M/M, light consensual BDSM, spanking, sex toys]
Lila’s lifelong dream has come true. She is now the proud owner of Pyxis Island. Her research business, now centered there, depends on confidentiality, and the location also affords her the personal privacy she craves.
Having always been reclusive, Lila thrives in the seclusion of her island, where she is free to sexually experience her two men fully and without fear of exposure. Pyxis also serves her need to avoid sunlight, leaving her to enjoy the nights with her two men.
There’s no question that Lila is in charge of her island, her business, and her men. Her employees are chosen for their attributes, and a lucky few will excel to become her personal confidants and paramours, as long as they remember she’s in charge. None of them would have it any other way.
Note: This book contains sexual violence committed against the villain by the main characters.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Lila dropped her hands to each of their cocks and started massaging them through their pants. She smiled as they grew larger in her palms, and the tingling from her nipples rippled through her body. “Why not drop these pants, men. I want naked cocks in my hands.” She waited while they hurried to undress and admired their straining erections. She took turns pulling one man to her lips, sucking and licking while pumping the other. Back and forth she went until she began to taste their pre-cum.
“Wyatt, will you do the honors? My pussy feels left out.”
“I’ll lick you or fuck you,” Ben offered, but Lila held her grip on his cock.
“Let Wyatt do this, Ben. Just watch and learn.” She didn’t let go of his cock but let him lean over her and watch as Wyatt applied the large plastic cup to her pussy. “Ben, you look confused.”
“I’ve never seen anything like that. What does it do?”
“It pumps her pussy and anus like the nipple pumps, only we don’t have to do the work.” Wyatt laughed and connected a long tube to the cap. He reached down and turned on the small machine Ben hadn’t noticed before. Lila smiled as Ben’s eyes grew wide, watching the machine pump her genitals fuller. The machine made a low, rhythmic hissing noise.
“That feels amazing,” Lila said. “Wyatt, up one notch please.” He moved the setting, and Lila settled further onto the table, accepting the attention her machine provided. “Now, back up here, men, I want to suck you both while I’m being pumped.” She reached out her hands and took a cock in each, turning from side to side to capture each man, alternating between them. “Ben, while I’m sucking Wyatt, you pump my nipples, and he’ll do it when I suck you.”
Lila let the men move into place and accepted that they would follow her orders. They did. That was what she loved most, the ability to direct her men and have them follow without question.
“Lila,” Wyatt interrupted, “I need to fuck you.”
“Do you want to fuck me or just fuck to get off?”
“Both,” he told her with a smile.
“Ben, what would you like?”
“I’ll do anything you want, but I would like to suck your puffy pussy lips. I’ve never seen them so full.”
“I know, that’s what I love about this machine. Go ahead, Wyatt, turn it off and let Ben lick me. Then you can fuck me or him.” Wyatt shut off the machine and, with little flair, released the cup that had pumped her pussy and anus full and throbbing.
Wyatt rubbed his hands together, and she saw the gleam in his eyes. “Gentlemen, do what you want with me. But first, take the nipple pumps off, at the same time.”
Wyatt moved between her legs and motioned to Ben. “Release them at the same time,” he instructed and watched until the second the suction was released and pushed his cock in her pussy. Ben dropped down over her chest and began to suck the engorged skin.
“God,” he said, “they’re so big. Am I hurting you?”
Lila let her fingers filter through his hair, pulling his lips back to her nipple. “I’ll let you know when I’ve had enough.” Her hand pushed his head back to her skin and held it firmly. With each thrust of Wyatt’s cock in her pussy, she grasped Ben tighter to her nipple. She was relentless in her pursuit of pleasure.
“Wyatt, come let me suck my juices off your cock and let Ben fuck me for a bit.” The men exchanged places without comment, smoothly changing places. Lila loved the taste of her own essence, relished in licking Wyatt clean. When she felt his thighs start to tremble, she knew he’d come soon. “You’re close to coming, Wyatt. How and where?”
“Ben, are you up for anything specific?” She smiled when his cheeks turned red from embarrassment. “I think we have a winner,” she told Wyatt. “Why not fuck his ass and he’ll fuck mine until we all come? It will almost feel like it’s you fucking me.”
“That will work.” Wyatt looked to Ben. “Will that get you off?”
“Oh, yes,” he managed and withdrew his cock from Lila’s pussy. Ben walked to the table and grabbed the lube, dropping to his knees in front of Wyatt to suck his cock a bit before spreading it with a layer of the slippery substance. He used the remainder that was on his hand to lube his own cock and stood before Lila’s widespread legs.
“Go on, Ben, don’t make me beg you to fuck my ass—or is that what you need, to hear me ask you to stuff your huge, pulsing dick in my ass and fuck me until I come?” Ben had no words. He simply moved a step closer and held his cock steady while pushing it into her body. “Ah, that’s better. Now you, Wyatt.”
Lila watched as Wyatt stepped behind Ben and used his hands on Ben’s hips to move his legs wider. He, too, held his cock as he pushed it into Ben’s anus. As soon as he did, Lila groaned. “That’s it, men. Fuck, everyone,” she said, scooting further towards Ben until she had his cock precisely where she wanted it inside her. “Wyatt, you set the pace, but both of you, I want you to pull out and come on my pussy, do you understand?” She accepted a groan from Ben and a nod from Wyatt. Lila didn’t know how long they stayed that way, only that she was in heaven. She’d reached down and slid two fingers in her pussy, putting more pressure on Ben’s cock. With her other hand, she pinched her sensitive nipples, harder than the men would, for she knew just the right pressure to cross the line from the proverbial pain to pleasure.