[Ménage Amour: Erotic Fantasy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, witches]
Being spelled into a painting as a topless mermaid by an inept cousin couldn’t have come at a worse time for witch Kata Macska. With only seven days in which to find her mate and conceive a daughter to carry on the family legacy, she fears failure until she discovers that her fellow castaways, hunky brothers Aaron and Adam Waters, are more than willing to share her love.
The brothers are at a loss to explain how they came to be marooned on a tropical island with the woman of their dreams, but they make the most of her ability to change from a mermaid to a woman at night. Though they suspect that her family is somehow responsible for their predicament, they’ve both fallen for the lovely Kata and want nothing more than to spend the rest of their lives at her side. But are they her true mates?
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Kata Mac-ska?” His lovely baritone butchering of her name did nothing to stop the pooling of heat between her thighs.
“Mach-ka. Yes, I’m Kata. Where do I need to sign?” Cool, collected, and unaffected.
He gave her a handheld device, his fingers brushing hers. That confident grin widened, and any lingering optimism crashed to her feet while hormones skittered through her body. “Please use the stylus to sign on the line.”
Scribbling her signature on the screen, she returned the gadget and waited for him to hand her the package and leave. If she held in her frustration much longer, she’d explode.
“Thanks, Kata.” Holding the box just out of her reach, he seemed to consider her. “Would you have dinner with me tonight?”
Her jaw ached from clenching her teeth, but she refused to let her need for a mate dictate her choice of a man. She wouldn’t settle for anything less than the perfect prospective father, no matter her plea for any man to show up at her doorstep. “I’m...unavailable.”
His smile faltered and his eyes narrowed. Holding out the package, he nodded. “Of course you are.”
Grasping the box, she whirled away from him. His response implied more than simple acceptance. He was angry—no, offended by her rejection.
“Witch.” His muttered insult sparked her temper, even if the term was accurate in the literal sense. He’d clearly meant it in a derogatory manner.
Her skirt swirled around her legs as she jerked around to confront him. Clutching at his forearm, her emotions swelled, building in her chest and flowing toward the fingertips where she touched him. The air surrounding them began to shimmer, light bending and distorting the foyer. Stop! What’s happening? I didn’t think a spell!
Looking up at the man’s face, she saw shock and fear. His amber eyes were wide and staring at her like she was to blame. Everything around them twisted and twirled. Goddess, help me! What have I done?
She swayed and blinked as lightheadedness stole her sense of balance, holding tighter to the muscled forearm. A hand came toward her. His hand. Fingers dug into her shoulder and the breath was pulled from her lungs. A light shone in the distance, growing brighter and brighter. A voice sang in her ears.
Elements of motion flow,
The stillness in this picture go.
Make this likeness of my teacher
To the mermaid so to reach her.
Waters rise and waters fall,
And give her life to share with all.
Do no harm and blessed be.
Good for all, so mote it be.
Who had incanted the charm? Why could she hear the words in her head? Kata’s panic rose as the verse repeated once. Twice. And then her vision went black.
An unbidden image of the three of them lying close together invaded her mind, triggering a rush of desire through her veins. She struggled only a few seconds against the devastating crush. They said they would give me whatever I ask of them. I need them. I’ll lose my sanity without them.
“And will you make love to me?” She shot another look at each brother. They’d given her pleasure together once. If Aaron and Adam made love to her, would she finally get past her feelings of attraction to both and discover whether either was her mate? Would it appease her demanding reproductive cycle? “Both of you?”
Adam’s smile made her breath hitch. “Anything, Kata.”
“Whatever you need.” Aaron’s whisper brushed over her cheek and sent a thrill of relief to her nerves. He stood, grasping her hand as he led her around the log dividing their beds. “We’ll slide our mats together to make one bed.”
“Hurry. Please.” She hated the desperation in her voice, but her body insisted she mate with them. Now.
Adam leapt over the log rather than going around, and with one quick tug overlapped the two large woven pallets. Then he threaded his fingers through her hair as he kissed her—not a short touch of his mouth on hers. His tongue pushed past her lips, the stroking and caressing sparking an inferno between her thighs. The flames spread to her nipples, and then he withdrew as quickly as he invaded, leaving her panting and weak in the knees.
“Bed’s ready. I am too.” The huskiness in his words assured her that she wasn’t the only one affected by his kiss.
Aaron pressed his lips to the back of her neck as he slipped his shirt from her shoulders from behind to leave her naked. His hands came around to cup her breasts, grazing the hard buds with his thumbs. Adam ran his palm along her inner thigh, gliding a finger into her wetness. Closing her eyes and resting her head against his chest, she reveled in the heat raging though her. Finally. A needy moan echoed in her head. Hers? Aaron’s, or maybe Adam’s? She didn’t care as long as they didn’t stop touching her. “Please.”
“Please what, Kata?” Did Aaron expect her to tell them precisely what she wanted them to do? Too hot to think.
“One of you fuck me, and I want to suck the other.” She’d never spoken so crudely in her life, but these were extenuating circumstances. If they didn’t do as she demanded, she’d die. Maybe not literally. She’d lose her mind, without a doubt.
Warm, moist air on her vagina caused a rush of fluid to trickle down the inside of her leg. “Everybody wins. Since Aaron is already acquainted with your lovely pussy, why don’t I take a turn?”
“Yes, now. Please now, Adam. Fuck me.”
He pressed his mouth to her drenched lower lips before guiding her onto the mat. Aaron followed half a minute later, minus his shorts, helping settle her head on their bed beside his impressive erection. Long and hard, with pre-cum oozing from the perfectly shaped head. The advantageous angle also gave her a close-up view of a lightly furred scrotum containing a pair of well-defined testicles. Her mouth watered, anticipating the texture and flavor of this masculine display of flawlessness. Was Adam ready yet?
Flicking her gaze to her second lover, she watched as he kicked out of the clothing at his ankles. While Aaron’s cock was straight and upturned, Adam’s curved slightly to the right. It was just as ready. Her heart pounded and her pulse skipped a beat.
He nudged her knees farther apart and knelt in front of her. “Are you sure you don’t need a little foreplay?”
“No! I need you! Both of you, inside me!” She fought the rising panic in her chest, struggling to get enough air in her lungs. Her body couldn’t wait another moment to mate, the desire to connect with these men driving her closer to insanity.
Adam lifted her feet to rest on his shoulders, lifting her ass to meet the rubbing of his dick through her wetness. Teasing her entrance, he looked toward his brother. “At the same time, Aaron.”
A slick-tipped penis painted her lips with its salty juice. She opened to welcome Aaron into her mouth, and in one slow push, they entered her. The ache in her chest eased when they withdrew and plunged forward again. Finally! Her eyelids tried to close from the overwhelming relief and pleasure, but she studied the blissful expression on Aaron’s face, then Adam’s. She grasped malleable balls in one hand and a handful of muscular butt in the other.
In, out, in, out. The smooth, matching rhythm took her higher with each stroke, a sense of fulfillment and connection swelling in her heart, mind, and body. Belonging. Rightness. Perfection. A pair of masculine groans pushed her deeper toward completion. Her own moans echoed in her ears. The blended melody sang to her, and the erection in her mouth grew as the one in her trembling pussy became more rigid.
“Suck me, honey. Yeah, just like that. You feel so damn good.” Aaron’s thrusts turned erratic and jerky. “Fast and hard, Adam! Make her come!”