[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, bondage, sex toys, figging]
Lucy Malone is going home to Tennessee. A world away from the stock car racing limelight, the Church Hill farm Lucy reclaims is full of bittersweet memories. As the distant and recent past collide, Lucy rediscovers a love she never lost and professional ties she’s unable to leave behind. Rex and Luke McDavid have been awaiting Lucy’s return. When she finds her way home, they’re ready to pick up where they left off and claim the woman they’ve always adored. Unfortunately, before the McDavids can move forward, a villain from Lucy’s professional past resurfaces. Can the McDavid brothers keep Lucy safe and protect her from those hell-bent on destroying her? And what extreme measures will these good ole boys take in order to protect the woman they love?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Her eyes closed as she cupped his tight balls and drew his length between her lips. Rex had never felt anything so intense. Her mouth enveloped his cock, and her tongue swirled around his size. She lapped at his pulsing dick until he was as wet as he was hard. And oh God, was he stiff.
At this rate, he was ready to blow.
He changed his stance and thrust inside her mouth. “That’s it, subbie. Let me fuck you.” He screwed himself into her mouth, his ass cheeks clenched, his balls so weighted with the growing need, he feared they’d pop.
Luke was seated still, massaging that pretty ass he’d never tire of seeing. His fingers raked across her flesh, leaving behind tiny scratch marks.
The dildo she’d use to tempt them was dipped in lube. Luke ran the tip down the seam of her ass, pressing the end between her globes. “Relax,” he rasped, spreading her.
She mumbled against Rex’s dick, fingering his balls as she sucked him, lapping at the end until he was crazy, stark mad. “That’s it, sugar. Blow me, baby.”
Lucy’s little head bobbed over him. She found a pace they both enjoyed, suckling his cock, kneading his sac. He held her hair off her neck, watching as his dick disappeared between her cheeks. Occasionally, he’d pull out and watch her tongue stretch to reach him. He’d feed himself to her then, one inch at a time.
Her tongue flattened against the head, tipped the crest, and slid down his shaft. She sucked his balls, tenderly licking him at the base.
“Holy shit, that’ll be the death of me.”
She tried again, but he denied her. “You’ll make me come, subbie.”
“That’s the idea,” she said, arching a brow.
“You want a mouthful?”
“You know I do, Master.”
“Will you swallow?”
She licked her lips. “Every last drop.”
“Dear God,” he growled.
“You’re telling me,” Luke said.
Watching with heated eyes, Luke rubbed her apple-shaped bottom. He raised his arm, and quick, hard smacks fell against her ivory skin.
Lucy jerked and bucked. She moaned aloud. “Delicious.”
Twirling his fingers around her nipple, Rex longed to pleasure his sub, break the rules he planned to follow.
Her mouth tightened around his penis. Lips rolled over flesh as she performed quite possibly the best blow job he’d ever enjoyed.
Five smacks later, and an erotic fusion of jumbled words praising their pleasure sent him to the brink. “For the love of God, woman, you’re killing me here.”
His stance changed. He advanced between her cheeks, nodding to his brother, who inserted the toy in one hell of private place.
The thought of where the shaft was placed sent Rex over. He pumped his cock as she sucked him. Watching the way she performed turned him on. His dick thrummed inside her mouth, pulsing as he slid across her tongue, tapped the back of her throat.
“Oh holy hell!” she screamed, his cock slipping away from her lips as she adjusted to the impalement. She rose to her knees, but Luke restrained her.
Luke’s long fingers stayed with her, his arm twisting and turning, rotating the dildo to a deeper position. There was no question of the spot he’d found as he prepared her rear passage, probed her back hole.
Rex used her head for balance, gently swiping away the locks framing her face. “Suck me, sub. Take me to your throat.”
“I can’t,” she whined, her neck stretching forward, her chin tilting upward.
“Are you telling me no?” Rex asked, cupping her cheek. “We know what happens when you deny me.”
Her ragged breathing became broken. Tears pooled in her eyes. “There’s too much pleasure, not enough pain.”
Ah, and that’s what he’d always enjoyed about Lucy. The fact that she liked rough sex, desired more than they could ever supply, inspired the Dom within. In fact, she coaxed him out.
He nodded at Luke. The spankings continued. Rex ran the tip of his cock over her full bottom lip. Noting the moisture left behind, his mouth watered. He longed to taste her, and he dipped down for a kiss, jabbing his tongue in and out of her mouth, guiding her hand to his dick as he searched her mouth for satisfaction.
Breaking the kiss abruptly, he pushed her head down on his swollen cock again. Dragging her tongue across the slit, she was painstakingly slow. She flattened the middle of her tongue directly over the opening, paying too much attention to that one area, working for his pleasure, seeking his cum. She was after a satisfying conclusion, and with her determination, unless he stopped her—and oh, he didn’t think he could—she would bring him to release.
Luke shoved his hand between her legs, leaving the dildo wedged inside her ass. “Oh my God, yes! Don’t stop. Higher!”
“What’s he doing to you, lover?” Rex asked, grabbing himself at the base of his shaft. “Tell me.”
“He’s fucking me.”
“Fucking you?” Rex asked, arching a brow.
“With his fingers and the toy!” she exclaimed, rolling her hips forward and back, bucking wildly against Luke’s lap and so wrought with her own pleasure she failed to satisfy her Master, her Dom. Him.
“I’m close,” she whispered, gasping every few breaths. “Oh Rex…Luke, I’m so close!”