[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Menage a Trois Paranormal Romantic Suspense, M/M/F, HEA]
Blurb
Chris Spinell, Jilly Reimers, and Chris “Nate” Poole are happily married. Now living in a small town run by The Love Play Matchmaking Service, Chris Spinell hopes his family is safely away from the possible dangers that come from living in a big city.
Jilly and Nate cherish the life they have with Chris. They even love the fact that he is their Dom. BDSM gives them the structure and sense of belonging they’ve always wanted. However, life in Minaqua doesn’t give Chris the peace of mind he needs in order to quell his anxieties. The scars from his time in Afghanistan run so deep, Chris’s PTSD will not allow him to escape the fears that his family is at constant risk for harm.
When a stranger comes to town seeking to harm Jilly and Nate, Chris’s protective instincts are put to the test. Will he deal with this reasonably, or will he do whatever it takes to defend his family—including breaking a solemn oath?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Note: Story Contains Double Penetration
STORY EXCERPT
He thought about how far his life had come in such a short time. In less than ten years, he’d gone from an ex-Special Forces soldier searching for his place in the world, to an MIT graduate, to owning the second largest independently owned and operated software integration firm in Michigan. But all of that was nothing compared to the real change that happened when his sister had recommended that he join a dating service to cure his less-than-stellar love life. And Love Play had done that and much more. In their own mysterious way, they’d managed to look into his heart and find the man and woman of his dreams. Literally. The images of Jilly and Nate had haunted his dreams after he returned from Afghanistan. During that time, he didn’t know it was them, but after he met them and they spent the night together, he knew they were the ones.
How his Eros, his matchmaker at Love Play, had known baffled him. Nevertheless, he was profoundly grateful that the man or woman, or whoever his Eros was, had put the three of them together. Now, they were married, and he was happier than he’d ever been in his life. Add to it that their love had become so deep that it had blossomed into a beautiful dominant-submissive relationship with them.
The car’s internal phone rang. It was Jilly. He pressed the icon on the car’s dashboard screen and answered.
“Hi, honey, what’s up?” he asked. He was always glad to hear Jilly’s voice.
He grasped his chest, hoping the ache would fade as he longed to see her.
“I was going over the arrangements for the party,” she said. Her sweet voice was a dulcet tone that calmed him.
“I’m thinking about how people should dress,” she said, “and the basic rules for the party.”
Jilly had the great idea to plan a Christmas party for them and their BDSM friends to be held at Love Play’s mansion. When she’d mentioned it in August, he hadn’t been wild about the idea. But after a lot of cajoling from her and Nate, they’d convinced him, and he’d given her the permission to go for it, which meant they were going to attend, too.
“High protocol is not something we do, but there’s no reason that should stop other Doms from having that with their submissives. As for clothing, you know my rules for you, too. You aren’t allowed to wear anything too revealing. The only person allowed to see your ass is me and Nate, and that’s when he’s not in trouble.”
It wasn’t as if he made them walk around with bolts of fabric hanging off their bodies, but their sexuality belonged to him.
“Dueño, that was a long time ago,” Nate said, pouting.
“It won’t happen again.”
Right after Chris had collared them, Nate bought Jilly a pair of tight jeans, high heels, and a shirt that was so form fitting it showed everything the Lord had blessed her with in the chest and told her to wear his prized choker collar. Chris had damn near had a heart attack when they came home from a late lunch in Cutlerville.
Nate grinned and asked, “Doesn’t she look hot?”
Once he’d regained the ability to speak, Chris’s only reply was, “Not as hot as your ass is gonna be once I hit it with my flogger.” He ordered them both to the bedroom, flogged Nate’s ass, paddled Jilly, then fucked them without allowing either of them to orgasm. To teach Nate a lesson for encouraging Jilly to dress immodestly, he hadn’t been allow to see her bare ass for two days or have sex with her.
Nate also had to cover his eyes with his hands when Jilly wore no clothes for two days. Whereupon, Nate vowed to never encourage her to wear inappropriate clothing again.
“Dueño, I know what your rules are for us. What about the party? Kink for everyone?”
He had no appetite for that yet. He cared for his friends, especially his army buddies, the Propietarios who were into BDSM, but he wasn’t ready to see them go all out.
“This is casual, vanilla only. Leather is permitted but please do not go all out,” Chris said.
“All right, got it.”
“How are you feeling?” he asked, worried. “Still feeling worn down?”
She was at home trying to get over the remnants of a cold that lingered, giving her all sorts of problems like a fever and upset stomach. She’d feel good one moment, and then, wham, she’d have to rest because she’d be too tired to move. Despite his protests, she refused to go to the doctor again.
“Somewhat.”
He sighed. “Don’t wear yourself out today. Get some rest. That’s an order. If you aren’t better by tomorrow, we’re going downtown.”
The DMC, Detroit Medical Center, was the major medical complex in the area. It was over an hour away, and he would gladly drive her to find out what was wrong. He was not willing to risk her well-being for her selfish pride or a dumb party. He hated when she was not feeling well or was in pain. He wanted to be able to shield her from the worst the world could give so she’d be able to live a life of love and happiness. She deserved that much and more. To say he loved her would be an understatement. Heck, it wouldn’t even describe the depths of his intense feelings for them. They owned him as much as he owned them. It didn’t feel right if they weren’t healthy and safe.
“I will take it easy.”
“Okay. I love you,” Chris said.
“Love you, too,” she replied. “Love you, too, Nate.”
“I’ll call you, later on, to see how you are doing,” Nate said.
Chris ended the call.
“Do you think she’ll obey?” Nate asked.
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ADULT EXCERPT
Repositioning himself, he got onto his knees and peered at her, overwhelmed by her pussy’s intoxicating scent. He felt heady.
“Who owns you?” he asked.
His own body begged for release. But he refused to give in to its desire to fuck her, at least for now. Because, just like he was Dueño to Jilly and Nate, he was Dueño over his own body, as well. He stroked his cock. The tip oozed pre-cum while his cock throbbed in his hand. His hand felt so good his eyes rolled back as his balls tightened. He removed his hand. He refused to come outside of
her pussy.
“You do,” she said, licking her swollen red lips.
Her obedience and acknowledgment of his authority made his dick twitch. It still amazed him how many times he could come in one night since he’d married them. He positioned himself over her, bracing his weight on his arms. He wanted them connected in that most primitive way. He placed his tip at her hole. He entered her with one harsh thrust.
“Throw your legs over my shoulders,” Chris ordered. “I need to get deeper.”
He prided himself on his control. But this little siren was testing it to the limit. Fully, flagrantly aroused, she gripped his cock with the muscles in her vagina. He felt his balls tighten but hung on to his load somehow and continued to work her with gyrating movements of his hips. He was conscious of her sheath spasming as he worked her into a frenzy.
“Dueño, please, I have to come,” she said, panting.
Her tight pussy pushed him to the edge of his sanity. He had to come, too, or he’d lose his mind. He slammed into with full force. He kept going, determined to empty his balls of their contents while giving her the strongest orgasm of her life. Together they writhed in a frantic beat until the rapture ripped through him.
“Come. Do it now,” he commanded in between grunts.
She shouted, and her body shuddered as her orgasm struck. Every nerve ending in his body lit up as her muscles clenched down and tightened the sheath enveloping his cock. He thrust wildly until he shouted out with his own release. His dick shot its cum inside of her pussy, giving him the most glorious climax he’d ever had.
He collapsed on top of her to catch his breath. The sweat on their bodies mingled in an erotic, sexy scent that made him want more. Feeling more rested, he got up, unclasped the chain from the headboard, and then unhooked her cuffs, freeing her wrists. He took the chains and cuffs and placed them on the side table next to their boxes. His mind cleared as his breathing fell back into an even flow.
He looked over at Nate, who stood with a raging hard-on. His thick, long cock stood straight up like a needle on a sundial. It was wonderful to behold. He loved the taste of Nate’s cock and cum, which was spicy, salty, and delicious. But right now, blowjobs were not on his mind. He wanted Nate’s ass but not before he gave Nate some relief for being so patient.
“Jilly, suck Nate off. Don’t stop until he comes hard,” Chris commanded.
She walked over to him on wobbly legs. She flattened out her tongue and ran it up and down the length of his shaft. He moaned loudly. She surprised him by cupping his balls and squeezing them. He moved his hips. She continued to suck and stroke. She let him go with a pop out of her mouth and wrapped her hand around the base and jerked the length of him, her mouth open and tongue flicking out to lick at the head. Saliva escaped from the corners of her mouth as she sucked.
Nate’s muscles tensed as he fisted her hair in his hands and pumped. His hips moved back and forth as his head fell back. Chris circled to watch. He enjoyed seeing the ecstasy on his husband’s face. Chris massaged his cock as blood and heat from his chest surged to his steadily hardening rod. Nate closed his eyes and clenched his jaw. Chris knew his husband was on the edge.
“Come, Nate. Don’t hold back.”
Nate jerked his hips forward and grunted. Jilly slurped and sucked, swallowing every drop of Nate’s cum. He thrust his hips once more and then stepped back. His flaccid cock hung loosely down.
“Now you’re ready,” Chris said, helping Jilly to her feet. He kissed her, swirling his tongue in her mouth, sweeping the remnants of Nate’s cum into his own tongue so he, too, could taste his husband’s spicy taste.
“Okay, my love,” Chris said, ready for more sex himself. “You can go lie down.”
Chris took Nate’s hand in his and brought them up over her head. He picked up Nate’s cuffs with fleece lining. He placed one on each of his wrists, making sure that they weren’t too tight, and then he snapped them to the strap chain and attached it to a pulley that was made secure by several O-rings hanging from the ceiling. The muscles in Nate’s back and arms grew taut as Chris adjusted the chain’s length.
“Oh God yes,” Nate said, groaning. His head fell forward. “I need this.”
“I know, honey,” Chris said, stepping around him in a half circle to face him. “Tell me your safe word.”
“Wallaby,” Nate replied breathlessly.
His love was so aroused, Chris had to be sure that Nate was still in the proper state of mind to play. On occasion, Nate would go into subspace right after fucking Jilly while he watched.
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