[Ménage and More: Erotic Consensual BDSM Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M]
Vicky Little is falling fast for her doctor and his brothers, only she doesn't realize they're related, at least not right away. Once she discovers the connection, she has a few doubts about the future. Vicky isn't sure she's ready for three handsome cowboys-slash brothers-slash alpha males. That is, until they prove they're impossible to refuse.
With an active love life to keep her busy, it's easy to overlook a stalker. Vicky hasn't exactly taken the time to glance over her shoulder. She fails to notice a stranger lurking in the shadows until one night when he steps beyond her closet door and catches her in a vulnerable position.
After the McKay brothers come to her rescue, Vicky's personal secrets and private life are exposed. And nothing can prepare her for what lies beyond Doctor Patrick McKay's examining room or the beds of Joshua and Aspen McKay.
Warning: Contains scenes of murder, animal killing, and excessive violence. For adults only.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
STORY EXCERPT
She folded her arms over her chest and Aspen spoke up then. "Don't."
"Don't ever hide from us." Aspen spoke softly, a guttural growl barely concealed. A light burned brightly in his eyes. "You're beautiful. To me, I mean. You're beautiful."
"To us," Joshua added, kissing the nape of her neck.
"Is this a dream?" she asked, dropping her arms.
"Yes," Patrick told her. "It's all fantasy, sweetheart. Yours and ours."
Joshua pushed her shoulders flat against the examining table and gave her a kiss before he unzipped his pants. He didn't remove them but he hung free, his proud erection close to her moist mouth. Hard and ready, he tempted her by rubbing his dick over the smooth texture of her lips.
"She doesn't have panties on," Patrick stated, pushing her skirt high above her thighs and hips.
"She seldom wears them," Aspen remarked, revealing her secrets. "Do you, Vicky?"
"No, I don't like them."
Patrick nodded at Joshua and he cupped her neck and stared at her mouth. "You'll wear them when we tell you to wear them though, won't you, sugar?" He whispered the request into her mouth and acted like he planned to kiss her straight into heaven. But something stopped him and instead of giving her a tongue to suck on, he backed away and slowly fed her his heavy cock.
She moaned against his shaft, sounding out in an almost tuneful expression of gratitude. “I will,” she promised, taking him.
"Oh, that's beautiful," Patrick said, sliding his fingers into her cunt.
Her head slowly bounced over Joshua's dick and she swiped at the pre-cum, his taste driving her wild. She indulged in the flavor of his sex, her tongue unable to leave the small slit at the top for fear she would miss out on the creamy sauce she now craved more than her own satisfaction. He first slipped into her mouth, but as she sucked, he grew harder, his length filling her mouth. The tip eagerly tapped the back of her throat whenever she released him enough to permit his uneven thrusts.
Patrick inserted two more fingers and she snapped her legs closed, trapping his hand and his working fingers where they belonged—inside of her pussy, claiming her body. Patrick made a sudden move, it sounded like he kicked something and the table slowly tilted back. Her body at an angle, she could barely see him now and had to stretch her neck in order to keep Joshua's cock in her mouth.
"Beautiful, huh, Aspen?"
Aspen approached the table. He pulled the small stool away from the wall. It rolled to a stop right next to her. He sat down and pinched her nipples. "You're a bad girl, aren't you, Vicky?"
Vicky gripped Joshua's cock and with a pop, she gave her own assessment, a verbal agreement too. "Very bad," she said. “And you love me bad, don’t you, Aspen?”
He grinned, rolling her hard nipple between his finger and thumb. “I know what you like.”
