Wife for Three (MFMM)

Duoterra 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 37,540
21 Ratings (4.2)

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]

Wife wanted to share between three brothers. Could Brianna answer the advert of the Hollis brothers on this planet of Duoterra, colonized for sixty years? Due to a lack of women, all single females have to sign marriage contracts with one or more men. Not liking anyone in her town, and her uncle making a deal to sell her, Brianna runs away to find the Hollis brothers.

Rescuing her from a nasty encounter, her meeting with brooding elder brother, Adam, is not good. When her first night with Adam is a disaster, it takes the efforts of the other two—impatient, cocky Curt and sweet, fun-loving Eric—to make her stay. In the following weeks she gets to know them better, but Adam stays aloof.

When her uncle arrives claiming breach of contract with the man he had promised her to, is this the opportunity for Brianna to leave?

Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Wife for Three (MFMM)
21 Ratings (4.2)

Wife for Three (MFMM)

Duoterra 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 37,540
21 Ratings (4.2)
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Brilliant storyline, so looking forward to reading more in this series.
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Wife wanted. Three brothers aged twenty-six to thirty-five are looking for a young woman to be shared jointly between them in all aspects of their life including looking after their home. Healthiness is a must as we have a farm in the wild region, a long way from the nearest town. Good looks and a decent figure would be nice, but not essential. However, you must be able to cook. Contact Curt Hollis via the general store, Frontier.


Brianna suddenly sat up in her seat as she read the small advertisement, her heart thudding. Wife wanted!

She looked around surreptitiously to see if anyone had noticed her abrupt movement. Her uncle, who had the countertops in the kitchen of their home covered with the various tools of his trade, glanced over at her, frowning. Marcus was the town blacksmith. His small, wiry frame was not typical of a man of his profession, but Goldtown had need of the various implements he made in order to mine the abundant minerals and metals that existed in the area to aid the colonists. Ignoring his look, and with a pounding heart, she folded the newspaper, her hand shaking slightly, trying to pretend nonchalance.

Tucking the newspaper under her arm, she casually strolled over to the counter to pour herself another drink of hot moss bark, which was a favorite of hers, and sauntered toward her bedroom sniffing the woody aroma, pretending to ignore the paper and its intriguing advert.

“Hey, missy, don’t take the newspaper away. It might only be a single sheet, but you know how expensive paper is despite having an abundance of trees on the planet. I’ll want to read it later.” His stern voice rasped. Marcus was the head of her household and her guardian, her parents having died when she was young.

There was only one state-owned industry on the planet they had named Duoterra that had only been colonized sixty years ago. It had been set up to make paper from trees when they became aware that they were running out of the few precious supplies they had brought with them. Goldtown had been the fourth town to be settled, about fifteen years into the establishment of the colony at a time when the population was growing exponentially. Her grandfather, Joshua, had moved his family to each of the towns in search of a place he could happily raise his family. Goldtown was his last move, although not the last town to be founded.

“Sure thing, Uncle Marcus. I just wanted to give you some more room in the kitchen. I’ll bring it back shortly when I’ve finished reading.”

“Don’t forget you’ve got the bread to bake yet,” he shouted after her.

Escaping to the safety of her bedroom, Brianna jumped onto the bed, pushing her old teddy bear to one side, to read the captivating and slightly scandalous advertisement again. As she wrapped a lock of her long, dark-blonde hair around a finger, she was aware of an anticipation throbbing through her body, reaching down to her nether parts. Her nipples started to harden as she thought about what it would be like to make love to three brothers, and she felt a flush rise up her face. Would they take turns or would they do it at the same time? She had to fan herself with the newspaper as she suddenly felt very hot!




Adam watched intrigued as Eric lay down with his erect cock pointing directly upward. Hell, I hope Eric isn’t going to hurt Brianna. But then he shook his head, remembering that both the brothers had made love to her since his disaster.

Brianna was then encouraged by Curt to straddle Eric, who was lying down, impaling herself on the upright cock. She now faced Adam as he silently observed them from the darkness outside. He held his breath as she slowly moved down. The look on her face a mixture of tenseness and determination but, at the same time, enjoyment and something he hadn’t seen before that he couldn’t put a name to—maybe arousal?

Astounded by the view before him, he watched Curt, now naked, kneel behind her. Curt had something in his hand, but Adam couldn’t see what exactly, a jar of something. Frowning, he saw Curt dip his fingers into whatever the jar held. Adam’s eyebrows went into his hairline as Curt started rubbing those fingers into Brianna’s backside.

Holy shit!

A memory came to him of that woman from the brothel asking if he was going to take her front or back. At the time, he had no idea what she had been talking about. Since then he was aware of rumors of people having sex in their butts, but it was usually in relation to men. There being so many unattached men on the planet, it wasn’t surprising that many had made relationships. But he’d never heard of it being done to a woman.

He tensed. He knew what Brianna had suffered when he had taken her maidenhood and stepped forward, about to rush in and stop Curt from touching this new virgin area. Then his head took over from his heart. Curt was the one directing this, and Adam knew his middle brother was the experienced one out of them all. If he stopped them now or burst in, there was a strong chance that Brianna would get hurt, and he couldn’t let that happen again. He had deliberately stayed away from her to avoid that.

Reaching out instead to brace himself against the window frame, Adam watched Curt move behind Brianna, clasping her around the waist, stilling her movements on top of Eric.

“Curt, for God’s sake. Don’t stop her now,” cried Eric.

“Patience, little bro. Are you all right, Bree?”

Adam saw her bite her lip and nod. But her expression showed her eagerness for this, despite her uncertainty. Curt then pushed her forward so that she was laying on hands and knees over Eric, who was trying desperately to push his butt upward.

He watched as Curt soothed Brianna by running a stroking hand over her back, reaching around to fondle her clit.

“Jesus, Curt, watch where you are putting your hand.”

Curt chuckled. “Don’t worry, little bro. I have no intention of touching you.”

Eric then reached up and plucked Brianna’s nipples, raising one full breast so he could suck it.

“Oh, that feels good.”

Eric lifted his head. “What Curt is doing or what I am?”

She laughed. “Both of you.”

That made Adam wish he was part of it. He wanted to hear her declare what he did was good.

He knew the moment Curt breached her tight nether hole with his cock by the gasp coming from Brianna, and Adam tensed, but her following panting relieved him. When she started to moan as the two brothers began to move back and forth very slightly, Adam became aware of the hardness of his own dick. He wanted her so badly.

“You two have done this before, haven’t you?” he heard Brianna affirm. Looking at how easily they had accomplished this, Adam thought so, too.

Curt chuckled. “Actually, no, but Eric is a quick learner!”

“Hell, Curt. You didn’t tell me how tight she was going to be. Jeez, Bree, please tell me we are not hurting you.”

She laughed. “No, my love. I just feel full. I swear I can feel every inch of both of you. Ahhh, Curt, don’t do that.” Her strangled moan filled the air as Adam saw Curt wrap an arm around her body underneath her breasts and lift her upright so her back was plastered against his front. Her head lolled onto Curt’s shoulder.

Both men stopped. “Curt!” Eric cried. “It was going so well.”

“It’s all right,” Brianna panted rapidly. “It was just the way you both shifted inside me. Oh, dear God. I am dying. If one of you doesn’t make me come soon, I am going to kill you both and run off with Adam.”


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