[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, werewolves]
Brie Ferguson, an attorney with a prestigious legal firm in Dallas, quickly finds herself in the protective custody of the gorgeous and possessive McCarthy brothers after a convicted murderer threatens to kill her.
Coming to terms with her sexual attraction for both Sebastian and Jonah McCarthy, she’s unable to resist sating the desires burning inside her. The fierce men weaken her resistance and steal her breath as they set fire to her body in ways she’d only fantasized about.
Now, Sebastian and Jonah must find a way to put an end to a murderer’s threat and uncover the secrets of Brie’s past. Secrets she herself hadn’t even known existed.
Can the McCarthy brothers keep Brie safe from the clutches of the monster stalking after her and convince her that the wild wolves they harbor inside themselves are meant to be her mates—forever?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Was it possible for a heart to explode out of a man’s chest? Because that’s exactly how Sebastian felt being so close to Brie. Not being able to touch her was making him insane. The sexual tension blazing between them was so thick he could taste it. He knew she felt it, too, and had since they’d fucked in her bathroom, exchanging secret glances every chance they got, brushing up against each other with every opportunity.
The memory of touching her had his fingers tightening around the steering wheel. The need to hold her in his arms, press his lips to hers, taste her succulent body, everything he wanted to do to her was driving him wild.
Biting the inside of his of his mouth, he imagined what it would be like to take his time savoring her body. He didn’t want to just fuck her pussy and mindlessly ravage her body. He wanted to love her, sample every inch of her flesh until she was writhing in his arms from unbelievable bouts of passion. Passion he brought out in her.
The heat of her stare was like fire blazing over the sensitive flesh of his body. The desire in her eyes awakened his soul. She stole the breath from his lungs and revved his blood.
He heard her shift and glanced up into the rearview mirror to look at her, sitting in the backseat of his dually pickup truck, arms folded over her chest. Brie’s soothing voice pulled him out of his sexual thoughts and back into reality—a reality that reminded him that he was sitting next to his brother, racing down Interstate 20, running and hiding from a serial killer.
Brie released a heavy sigh, then asked, “Are you sure we need to do this?”
“Yes!” Sebastian and Jonah replied in unison.
Brie blew out an exhausted sigh. Her eyes roaming over the tan leather interior. “I didn’t know you owned a pickup truck. I pictured you as more of a Mercedes kind of guy.” Her eyes darted to the back of Sebastian’s head.
“I have one of those, too,” he said with a deep husk in his voice. He glanced at her from the rearview mirror, holding her gaze, then he quickly looked away before the desire he felt for her rushed to his cock. Driving with a hard-on was a real bitch. “To be clear, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me.”
Like what the moon does to me, or how just being near you drives me wild, makes me want to ravage your body in ways you only dreamed...ways I only dreamed.
She rolled her eyes at him. “So tell me again, where are we going exactly? And how long will we be there?”
“We’re taking you to our ranch in east Texas. We have well over three thousand acres of land. Total seclusion. It’s the perfect place to keep out of sight while the Fed’s track down dear old Mason Levi.” He glanced back at the mirror again to see her huff out another breath, her patience thinning. He grinned. “Don’t worry, little lady, we’ll be there shortly.” Her eyes moved to meet his once again. He couldn’t help but feel his heart pound harder and harder in his chest as his eyes swept over her sweet, heart-shaped face.
Damn, did she not know how beautiful she was?
“And what if they never find him?”
“They will,” Jonah said without hesitation. “But if they don’t, you’ll have no choice but to live with us at the ranch...forever.”
“Forever,” she balked. “Are you out of your ever loving mind?”
Jonah cocked his head, his playboy grin gleaming across his face. “Some might say that, but honestly, you won’t have to worry about that because Mason Levi will be caught.”
“How can you be so sure?”
Jonah glanced over at his brother. They exchanged an understanding glance. With a nod, Sebastian said, “Because no other option is acceptable, Brie.” His eyes sought out her reflection in the mirror. “We will not have you living in fear for the rest of your life. Jonah and I will see that this nightmare ends for you no matter what it takes, but in the meantime we’re all going to make the best out of this situation. Consider this a well-earned vacation.”
“Right, a vacation.” She snickered. “Something I have no experience with. What exactly does someone do on a vacation?”
Eyebrows raised, he glanced over his shoulder. Jonah said, “I can think of a lot of things we can do.” His dusty brown brow danced up and down.
The heat of embarrassment reddened Brie’s cheeks. Sebastian glared over at his brother, wanting to smack the back of his head. He’d have to wait till later to scold Jonah for his sexual innuendoes. Of course, if Brie didn’t appreciate that side of Jonah, she never let on to it.
“There are tons of things to do. We have private lakes for swimming and boating, hiking and biking trails, horses and livestock to tend to, and a house big enough that should you want to escape for privacy, nothing would stop you.” He smiled at her. “Trust me when I say there are plenty of things to do and tons of places to explore. You’ll have a great time.”
And maybe you’ll even have a helluva time as I fuck you senseless in my bed, on the couch, or in the woods…He only hoped.
Gliding across her waist, his fingers found the back zipper of her skirt. His broad chest pressed soothingly against her body, warming her straight to her bones. The sound the zipper made as he slowly tugged it down caused her heart to race. Her mouth dry, she dragged her tongue over her lips to moisten them.
She stepped clear of the skirt, blouse, and jacket. All that remained was her lacy white bra and panties. Studying her body, his gaze rose to meet hers.
“Would you like my help with—?”
Everything happened so quickly she didn’t allow him time to finish his thought. A moment later, she was in his arms and kissing him. She seized him closer, moaning softly into his mouth. He didn’t resist, opening his mouth in response to her greedy tongue, feeling as if his desire for her was just as fierce as her desire for him.
My mate, her mind cried, instinct speaking to her.
Melding his body against hers, she let him remove her bra. The lacy garment dropped to the ground, and she kicked it away. He knelt down in front of her, and her hands moved to tangle through his thick, dark hair.
Kissing her belly, he gripped her panties and tugged them down her quivering thighs. She kicked her head back as he nuzzled against the triangle of hair covering her pussy. She heard him inhale a deep breath as he burrowed against her skin, breathing in her rich feminine scent. Having him so dangerously close to her pussy gave her the urge to raise her leg and rest it on his shoulder, allowing him prime access to her throbbing clit and wetness. Craving his tongue against her skin, she gripped his hair more firmly, forcing his face to linger.
She moaned as his hands grabbed hold of her ass, lifting her to the edge of the sink. He pressed her legs wide. Her breath hitched, and her pussy burned and throbbed as he stared at her glistening flesh.
“I’m going to taste you, Brie. I’m going to fuck your pussy with my tongue until you come. Don’t hold back, Brie. Give me all your sweet honey.”
“Yes,” she whimpered, then froze, clasping his shoulders. “No. Wait.”
Shock and surprise filled his eyes as he stared up at her with an arched, curious brow. “What is it?”
Nibbling her bottom lip, she swallowed back the tightness in her throat. She told him, “Take off your clothes first.”
Her eyes widened, astounded by his response. “And why not?” she demanded.
“Because I said so,” he stated firmly through gritted teeth.
Without another moment lost, he dropped to his knees, parted the lips of her pussy and slid his tongue between the wet folds, probing her with hard, fevered strokes. His tongue danced over the sensitive bud.
Her head knocked back against the vanity mirror, and she moaned. Toes curling, his warm mouth sucked on her clitoris, but she wanted more. Oh, so much more.
“Oh, God, Sebastian, don’t stop licking me, sucking me, fucking me with your tongue.” Her fingers once again fisted in his hair.
Her nipples beaded. Panting, she moaned, “I need, oh God, I need—”
Pulling away from her pulsing core, he groaned against her wet flesh, asking, “What do you need, Brie? Tell me.”
What she needed was exactly what he was doing, but she needed more of it. Needed his entire body wedged between her legs, needed his mouth claiming her body, every inch of it. Needed the fire he ignited in her body, her soul. The fever that made her feel incredible desire, passion. So much so she didn’t feel like she could live without it. She’d start from the beginning with Sebastian if she had to, but eventually she’d get everything she yearned for.
Panting, she begged him, “Your fingers, I want them. Touch my pussy, please.”
“Where do you want them? Rubbing your clit? Fucking your cunt? What do you want me to do, Brie?” he asked, flicking his tongue over her swollen and pulsing clit.
She opened her eyes to glance down at the gorgeous man between her thighs. Eyes penetrating, she felt compelled to speak plainly as if the need to be as specific as she could was the only way he would understand her needs, desires. She said, “I want you to fuck me with your fingers while you eat my pussy.” Her belly quivered as she blurted out exactly what she wanted. Having a feral man kneeling between her legs was extraordinary, having him do whatever she wanted, needed was...powerful and flat out sexy.
“Damn, I love a woman who knows what she wants,” he said with a groan as he licked her inner thigh.
She bucked at the feel of his tongue, a burning that screamed inside her mind, firing her body to a near meltdown. “Oh God, Sebastian, please don’t make me wait. I can’t stand it.”
Grinning up at her, she knew that look was because of her uncharacteristic demand. Maybe she should feel ashamed for her blatancy, but she wasn’t, and if Sebastian had any concerns, he certainly wasn’t showing it.
“With pleasure,” was his only response.
The sudden pressure of his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy stole her breath away. Pulsing in and out in long, heated strokes, his mouth continued to feast, licking and sucking every inch of her saturated cunt. His eager fingers explored her wetness, probing for the spot that had her mind erupting into an explosion of ecstasy.