Scarlet and the Three Bears (MFMM)

Naughty Fairy Tales 1

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 18,300
16 Ratings (4.4)

Scarlet is separated from her camping party, lost deep in the northern wilderness. When she comes across what appears to be an abandoned cabin in the woods, she takes refuge for the night. Inside there are three of everything, but no sign of any occupants. Scarlet falls asleep in one of the large beds, dreaming of a knight in shining armor that she learned long ago doesn't exist.

When wild bears break in during the night, she thinks her life is over. But when she opens her eyes again she's surrounded by three of the hottest men she's ever seen. They demand to know why she's in their house, a desperate hunger in their eyes. Will Scarlet must submit to their sexual appetite or return to her unfulfilling life beyond the forest?

Be Warned: menage sex (MFMM), anal sex, mild BDSM, figging.

Scarlet and the Three Bears (MFMM)
16 Ratings (4.4)

Scarlet and the Three Bears (MFMM)

Naughty Fairy Tales 1

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 18,300
16 Ratings (4.4)
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Cover Art by Jinger Heaston
Loved this little twist on the fairy tale.
This was a fun read! I enjoyed the twist on the familiar tale, and of course Stacey always does hot shifters so well! Scarlet was a likable character and I found myself rooting for her from page one.
Carolyn Rosewood

Scarlet ran blindly through the forest, tripping over roots and crashing into low branches. These guys were nuts. She’d agreed to clean up her friends’ mess to keep the peace, but soon after she started, they began brawling. It was nothing like she’d ever seen before—sheer madness. They fought without holding back, throwing punches and knocking each other into the walls. She swore the whole structure shook.

When she saw her chance to escape, she took it. Now Scarlet only had the faint light of the moon peeking down through the thick forest canopy. She couldn’t hear her friends or spot a fire, so coming across the camp would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

As she distanced herself from the cabin in the woods, she calmed down, feeling safe now that she’d escaped. But she still couldn’t get the visual of their smooth, muscled bodies and smoldering eyes out of her mind. They were unlike any of the men she’d seen in the city or met in her classes. These guys wouldn’t take bullshit from anyone, and she could imagine they were the type of men who’d defend their woman. Too bad they were crazy.

What the fuck was that? She swore she heard the heavy pants of an animal. Something rustled the leaf litter to her left. Her heart began to race again. I should have taken my chances with the brothers.

“Going somewhere?” The voice came from directly in front of her. She crashed into a hard wall of warm muscle.

“Who are you?”

He clucked his tongue. “I’ve already said you have to pay for the damages.”

Of all the brothers, it had to be Brell to come after her.

“Nothing to say?” He ran his hands down her arms until he shackled her wrists on each side of her body. He leaned in and took a deep breath at her neckline. Why wasn’t she afraid? There was something about his musky scent, the baritone of his voice, and his unbridled strength. With a man like Brell, she wouldn’t be afraid to venture through the city streets at night…or the moonlit forest.

“You’re scaring me,” she whispered.

“No, you’re not scared.” Was that his tongue painting a trail up her neck? “I can smell you, Scarlet. Unlike my little brother, I know you haven’t been with a male in at least a year. Your panties are wet, and you wouldn’t fight me if I forced you to the forest floor right now.”

She made an insulted gasp, but he was right on all counts. Both his brothers appeared to show signs of interest in her physical appearance, but not Brell. Part of her yearned for his acceptance, even though the logical side of her knew she was looking for love in the worst place possible.

“Wrong. I have a boyfriend waiting for me in our camp, I’ve never been more turned off, and there’s no chance in hell I’d ever open my legs for a brute like you.”

“Cute. But if your boyfriend was a real man and loved you like he should, you wouldn’t be alone in the forest right now, fending for yourself.” He tightened his grip on her wrists. “And as much as I want to hate you, your scent continually pulls me in. Why is that?”

“I don’t know.”

He chuckled, a low, deep sound. With his body practically pressed against hers, she felt the vibration all the way down to her clit. “I feel like a young male during the awakening. Part of me wants to see just how wet your little pussy is right about now. The other, more dominant, side wants to bring you back to the cabin for punishment.”

“So, what side wins?”

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