[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M and M/F/M/M, Multiple Partners]
He is Sports and Entertainment World's Man of the Year. She is the woman lucky enough to marry the highest paid quarterback in the history of the Professional Football Confederacy, but Cassie Teller's luck doesn't stop there.
They are the Tellers and some believe they're untouchable. They enjoy a lavish lifestyle with all the perks to go along with it. This includes a discreet threesome.
But those living in the public eye seldom escape the press unscathed. When Cassie decides she wants one more man, a bitter ex-wife drives the press closer and closer to unveiling one very dark secret. Soon two professional football super-stars face the unthinkable--losing their careers.
This is an "atypical" Ménage Amour title with spousal sharing.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men.
Siren Erotic Romance
5 CHERRIES: "I have been a fan of Destiny Blaine since the very first book I read of hers and let me just tell you, this book is above and beyond any book than I had read from her yet. It was scorching hot and I am surprised the book didn't spontaneously burst into flames. The ending of Sports Wives 3 was brilliant and it couldn't have ended in a better or funnier way. If you are a lover of ménage writing, then Sports Wives 3 is definitely the book for you. If watching a football game on Sunday is not your thing, leave your man to watch it while you read this book and the outcome will be a very exciting afternoon. You will be a lover of at least football players when you are finished reading it. Be sure to have a pitcher of cold water, you are going to need it. This was an arousing and brilliantly written book and now I am off to read books one and two!" -- Val, Whipped Cream Reviews
“Damn Cass, you’re so wet tonight.” Steve growled against my vagina.
I didn’t dare tell him why the puddle in between my legs dripped more like a waterfall. Looking at Mark’s cock and watching him then made me want with something I didn’t recognize—greedy hunger—a need so powerful, I didn’t want to wait.
“I’m dying here.” I held my breath and pressed my mound closer to Steve’s tongue. He leisurely swiped at the entrance and then buried himself in my cave.
“Oh, God, this isn’t…going…to work.”
His hands cupped my ass and he held me to his mouth, sipping and drinking, licking and sucking. The man must have watched when Mark dined on my pussy because I think his skills improved and truth told, he didn’t need a lot but now, oh now, it was so hard to resist the driving urge to simply soar.
Mark bent down and held my upper body against his, tilting my head up and slightly over my shoulder, his tongue licked my puckered lips. He nibbled at my mouth and then feasted on a kiss he wanted remembered.
My hips rolled forward and I clawed at Mark’s neck trying to hold him, and bring him closer. Pulling away, he searched my eyes and just held me there. Steve’s teeth scraped over my pussy lips and clit.
My jaw fell open and I screamed their names, one at a time maybe, or maybe gibberish fell. I chanted them all at the same time. “Kiss…me,” I pleaded and heaven help me, I moaned. “Oh God! Steve! I need all of you.”
Mark held the nape of my neck tighter, his eyes holding onto mine, my hips jerking off the beanbag as I pressed harder against Steve’s tongue and mouth. He wanted to hold me there, a kiss away from a lavish seduction. An unruly smile formed across his mouth and with a man’s intention, he could press into my cheek at any given time.
“It’s good, isn’t it sugar?” The husky sound of his voice finished it.
I clutched at his neck and shoulders. My hips gyrated whether I wanted them to or not and Steve still licked, his tongue swiping up higher than I ever remembered him going. His tongue dipping inside of me, tasting me, taking me and oh yes, loving me like he always knew how.
“Don’t stop…” I rose and fell with back to back orgasms riding forward. I screamed again with a final shudder pulling me over the last ridge and I wasn’t surprised when I found three cocks ready to bury and hide. I had a place in mind for each.