[Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/M, werewolves, public exhibition, light bondage, sex toys, HEA]

Wesley survived a brutal attack only to have a few wires cross when his body healed him. Now he doesn’t know who people are until he reads their energy with a kiss… Which was what he always wanted in life. To experience one real kiss.

Bay Edson needs someone to break his walls down and help him become more than an Alpha. Levey Fergus wants someone to let Levey take care of them, because it’s in his nature and two dominant males see it as coddling. And Harkin Willis hopes for a man that will be the glue to bind them all together and make them a family.

But when Bay, Harkin, and Levey misunderstand the terms of the contract and screw up, will Wesley be able to forgive them? Or will he say to hell with love and spend his time raising the natural wolf pups he found?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Wesley (MMMM)
50 Ratings (4.5)
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Cover Art by Sloan Winters
i loved it. i love this series. i cant for the next book.

I was so excited to get the book. the blurb & exerpt were really good... and then I started reading it. The first 30 pages were ok, and then Wesley turns into a major drama queen. a misunderstanding blown out of proportion. it kinda reminds me of the stories where the writers drag out a misunderstanding for months on end... well that's how this book felt to me
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5 ANGELS: "I was immediately drawn into Wesley's story as it revealed the horrors he endured from his past Inner Circle. It must have been so scary to awaken, not knowing where he was or remember anyone. The understanding and acceptance Tristan, another Omega, and his Inner Circle showed Wesley was inspiring. It was hysterical when Wesley climbed into Bay's lap before they were even introduced demanding a kiss, but Bay's reaction to him was telling. I was astounded to find out the degree of Wesley's powers and his willingness to teach the other omegas to strengthen their abilities. It was sad how Wesley, Bay, Levey, and Harkin had so many misunderstandings until they were willing to really listen to each other, something that most people can understand. I can't wait to find out more about what caused them to be driven out or killed by the people who should have protected them." -- Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews

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I snapped back to the present, shaking and panting as if I’d just run miles in my wolf form, like always when a new memory hit me. When I’d woken up from my recovery it was as if I knew nothing. I hadn’t known my name, who I was, where I was, or pretty much anything. The doctors ran all kinds of tests, thinking I had amnesia, but when they ran certain scans, my brain freaked out and broke their machine.

With a lot of headaches for all as they tried to explain that they didn’t think I had permanent brain damage as in the tissue was hurt or dead. They leaned more toward the theory that when the Alpha had tried to kill me, something went wrong with my gifts that I had as an Omega and it crossed my wires.

Basically the fireplace poker crossed my green with blue wires in my head and no one knew how to get them back in the right spots. Until then, I lived my life very confused. In the dark most times, jumbled, frustrated, and lost… But safe. So it came down to acknowledging which was more important. I’d gone with safe but it didn’t make my life easy that all the other stuff was there as well.

But this flashback gave me a hint and I thought about it really hard as I showered. When I was done, I threw on a pair of shorts and flip-flops, thinking I would need to run after breakfast because there was so much going on in my head. And I needed to find that man… The one who kept helping me. He would know what to do.

That’s all I ever remembered of him though. Everything was too fuzzy. It was like everything was always just on the other side of the closed door and I just couldn’t reach it no matter how hard I tried. Always close, but never able to reach.

“Good morning, Wesley,” a man said to me on the stairs. I hadn’t even noticed he was there really. It was hard to explain. When I looked at a person, it was as if they were surrounded by clouds. Or maybe a better way to put it is when I saw someone through a fuzzy shower curtain or glass like in the movies. I could see them, their outline, how tall, but other than that I had nothing.

But I knew how to see him again. I stood on my toes and pulled his head down to mine. He chuckled and gave me a soft kiss.

“Asher,” I breathed against his lips. The instant his lips had touched mine it was like the shower curtain or fog had been pulled back. I knew who he was and everything we’d ever talked about or shared. I knew him and he was a good man. I also got something else. “It will come soon. He will be young and need you more than you know.”

“What does that mean, sweetie?” he asked hesitantly.

“I don’t know. I only get snippets.” Oh yeah, on top of everything else, one of the ways my powers manifested had been premonition. That I had figured out the day I woke up in the hospital and saw one of the doctors getting in a car crash after I kissed him. Always fun.

I could see parts of the future, like a vibe I get off people. But now that everything was foggy, I had a harder time making sense of anything. “I saw you happy and knew it was soon. And you were holding someone, he’d been hurt.”

“Thank you for telling me,” Asher said as he gave me a half hug. I knew he was doing it more to hide his frustration. I got that a lot from people. It wasn’t my fault that I only saw what I did and that I was damaged. I couldn’t imagine how hard it was for everyone around me… But they should try having it happen to them. Then they’d know true frustration and crazy.

“I need the man,” I told him when we moved apart.

“Tristan’s in the kitchen. Go eat and find him.” He gave me a sad smile before turning away. Yeah, I got that a lot too. A lot of pity was sent my way. And like most Omegas I could tell what people were feeling so I always knew for sure.

“Thanks,” I mumbled before darting down the stairs so he wouldn’t see my tears. It really upset people when I cried as if that made my whole situation that much worse because it bothered me. I hadn’t meant to but I pushed the swinging kitchen door open so hard it slammed against the wall behind me.

I froze when I saw seven large men in the room. A few of them stood and I panicked. I dove behind the kitchen island and curled into a ball. I was looking for one, not seven giants who could smash me with their hands.

“Wesley?” someone called out and I heard footsteps coming towards me.

“I don’t know you,” I cried, trying to make myself a smaller target. “Leave me be.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” that same voice whispered as he knelt down in front of me. “I don’t know what’s got you so freaked out this morning, short stuff, but if you do your thing you’ll know who I am. I’m no threat to you.”

“There were so many of you in here and Asher pities me and I had a flashback,” I rambled as he moved me to sitting up. He nodded sympathetically, but I didn’t feel pity from him. This man was like me. I leaned in and he met me halfway, giving me a quick kiss. “Tristan.”

“Hey, Wes,” he said fondly as he cupped my cheek. “Rough morning already, huh?”

“I’m okay,” I lied, wiping my eyes.




“So strong,” I purred as I moved my head and kissed along Levey’s neck. He carried me what added up to a few blocks like I weighed nothing. “I could have walked.”

“I like the excuse to have you in my arms,” he panted, in a way that had nothing to do with that I was tiring him out. It was the different kind of pant so I kept up my attentions.

“I should give you more contact then.” I wiggled around until I was wrapped around the front of him, our groins pushing against each other. He moaned as I moved my hands into his hair and nibbled on his ear. “I need you, Levey.”

“Yes,” he hissed, his hands squeezing my ass. In a flash we were inside the house and then what I guessed was his room. He laid me down on the bed, his large frame surrounding me. I yanked off his clothes as he pulled off mine. Then a bottle of slick appeared in his hand from somewhere and I felt a thrill of anticipation like never before.

“Hands and knees?” I asked, my cock hard, leaking, and wanting. “Do you want me to submit to you?”

“Yes,” he snarled and I saw his eyes flash the amber of his wolf. He moved off me enough to flip me over, spreading my legs wide. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”

“Yours,” I mewled as his slicked-up fingers rubbed my hole. “I’m all yours now.”

“Damn straight.” He thrust two in to start and I gasped at the burn, but still pushed back on them. I wanted this and I really wanted it now. He pumped them fast inside of me and moments later I was stretched out enough.

“Take me. Fuck me. Please us both with that fat cock I saw,” I begged. I felt a flare of lust go through him and I knew I’d said the right thing. He pulled out his fingers and pushed his cock about halfway inside of me.

“Shit,” he hissed, freezing. “I breached you.”

“Yes, that’s needed for sex.” I glanced at him over my shoulder, completely confused.

“No, Wes, I breached you. The trial’s over now.”

“Yeah, and?” I was still missing the point.

“That wasn’t just my decision to make. I should have talked to Harkin and Bay first.”

“It’s done and I have no regrets. Can we just put that to the side until we’re done?” I bitched, annoyed that he’d brought this up like Harkin. It was horrible pillow talk and all. “I’m going to lose my hard-on.”

“Fine,” he growled and thrust the rest of the way into me. I cried out at the pleasure and slight pain. He took me hard and fast, his mood changing. It took me a minute to figure out what he was feeling with all the sensations I was experiencing. He was pissed.

Why the hell was he pissed?

“Is this what you wanted?” he taunted, picking up the pace.

“Yes,” I moaned, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Hope it’s what you really wanted because there’s no going back now.”

I didn’t put together what that meant, enjoying the sex too much to think. He bit me roughly on my shoulder and I screamed out his name as I shot my load all over his bedspread. Then he came as well, filling me with his seed. When we were spent he turned us in time so he didn’t collapse on me, removing his teeth from my skin. But he didn’t lick the wound. I thought that was odd.

“You tricked me,” he panted as he pulled out of me and pushed me away.

“What?” I gasped, turning so I could see him. “How did I do that exactly?”

“The trial period’s over now. You seduced me to get what you want and now I’ve got to go tell Bay and Harkin that we have to keep you.” He rolled out of bed and cleaned himself up with his shirt. “That was wrong and you know it, Wes.”

“I seduced one of the inner circle who signed my contract,” I growled, getting up as well and finding my clothes. “I did nothing wrong, Levey. But thanks for ruining our first time together.”

“Why, Wes? Why would you trick me like this?” I glanced at him in shock, feeling the hurt that was coming off of him.

“Oh fuck you. You’re a grown man who knew exactly what he was doing. You wanted me.” I saw my words weren’t having any effect on him and threw my arms in the air. “You’re fucking kidding me. Great, this is just fucking great.”

I stormed out of his room, ignoring when he called me to come back. I headed towards the back of the house. That way no one could see me since the front faced the lake and cabins, even if a big portion of it was blocked by the barn. The moment the back door was open I shifted and took off. I was probably going to get in more trouble for this but I could give a shit about that right then.

They could all kiss my ass. One minute they were so excited to have me because I helped their beloved lake, but then we had sex and I was the bad guy? And what was so damn wrong with ending the trial period? It was put into place to protect me! I knew what I wanted and they had agreed to wanting me the moment they signed that contract.

Fuck. Them. That’s all I kept thinking as I ran.


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