Welcome to the Underworld (MMF)
[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Fantasy Menage a Trois Paranormal Romance, shape-shifter, vampires, M/M/F, HEA]
Sera Lightbourne lived a pretty lonely life. Growing up in the care of people who made her think there was something wrong with her, Sera tried to ignore her sixth sense and get on with life. All that changed when a vampire tried to kill her.
Werewolf Leo Ryan just wanted to keep his head down and do his job. His assignment was to find a nephilim and bring her in...although things don't exactly go to plan.
Being on the wrong end of a pissed off pack and the guardian of a clueless nephilim, Leo only has one option. He has to take the girl to Henri Bernard, his vampire lover of nine years, knowing that the only way to keep Sera safe is for Henri to bond with her.
Everything is about to change and none of them can guess how it will turn out, but actions taken in the heat of the moment will shape their lives forever.
Note: This book contains double penetration.
A Siren Erotic Romance
She walked closer to the customer and studied him carefully. Although the food on the man’s plate had clearly been touched, the amount of food didn’t seem to have diminished at all. The burger and fries had been torn into small pieces and moved around the plate but nothing more.
Alarm bells started going off in Sera’s head. Alarm bells that blared danger.
The customer lifted his face and looked straight at Sera, his mouth stretching out into a wide grin. He had dark hair and pale skin, and two sharp prominent pointy teeth.
“Alone at last, I thought he’d never leave,” the man practically purred in a sultry voice. He stood up from the table, making Sera back away, and unfurled his large frame.
“Uh, okay, listen, buddy,” Sera said as she put her hands up in front of her. “I’m flattered but you’re coming off as a little creepy, and I’m not into goths.”
The man in front of her grinned even harder. “Do you know how good you smell?”
Sera winced as she backed away right into the table behind her. “I’m pretty sure I smell like burger fat.”
“I picked up your scent from across the street and had to have you.”
“Yeah, still creepy.”
The man crowded in closer to Sera and she quickly dodged out of the way and over to the door. “Look, if you don’t leave I’m gonna call the police.”
Her heart rate doubled as she scrambled to get out of the way.
Before she even finished her sentence, the man had somehow moved all the way over to Sera in what felt like the blink of an eye. There was no way a human could move that fast
“Oh, my God!” she shouted. Her entire body was shaking. As he crowded her, her eyes once again zeroed in on the man’s grinning mouth, more specifically, his fangs. “You’re a vampire.”
Even as she said it she realized how ridiculous she sounded. She also couldn’t believe how easily she had jumped to that conclusion.
“And you’re a nephilim,” the man purred as he pushed Sera up against the glass door behind her. “I’ve heard your blood tastes like heaven itself.”
There was no way out of it. Sera might like to think she was tough, but this man, or whatever the hell he was, was nearly twice her size. There was no way she was going to be able to fight this freak off. She closed her eyes and braced herself for what was about to happen to her, but before the teeth found her neck the glass behind her shattered, blowing inwards as though a bomb had gone off outside.
The vampire flew backward with the blast, but Sera was somehow left standing. What was even more incredible was that there was no glass in her back. The man had shards of glass sticking out of him, which he began pulling out with little effort.
Now’s the time to run, her inner voice said.
Sera quickly turned and ran out of the café, the glass crunching under her feet as she went. She sprinted all the way to the end of the road before she realized that she didn’t have her keys or phone on her, she had left them in her coat back inside. The rain was plentiful, and already her The Train Station Café T-shirt was clinging to her.
“Fuck!” she shouted. She quickly looked around, wondering where the hell she was going to go.
“Fuck,” she swore again. She looked up and down the road, hoping to see someone who could help, but she was completely alone.
Nothing new there, she thought bitterly.
There was a loud crashing sound behind her and she turned to see the man—vampire—whatever, bloody and looking seriously pissed off as he walked out of the café looking like some sort of Terminator.
Sera was a good two miles from her crappy, little flat, and the nearest police station was equally as far. Not that the police would know what to do with a vampire anyway. Sera may not have been strong, but she had always been fast, it came with being the scrawny girl in the care home. She had seen how fast the vampire could move inside the café so she knew that she couldn’t outrun him, but perhaps she could run and get out of sight and hide.
No, the voice in her head said again. That won’t work, he can smell you, remember.
“Shit,” Sera cried again. The vampire was walking toward her at a creepily slow pace, still pulling shards of glass out of himself as if it was nothing. His black hair was plastered to his pale face from blood and rain. He was grinning at Sera as though he enjoyed the act of chasing down his food.
Before Sera could think of her next move, a car came out of nowhere, its engine roaring and its tires screeching as it barreled head on into the vampire, sending the thing flying through the air. Sera watched, open mouthed as the passenger door was opened and a man stuck his head out.
“Get in!” the stranger shouted at her angrily in a strong Irish accent.
Sera looked between the shouty stranger in the car and the heap of vampire that was already starting to move in the road. It was kind of a non-brainer, despite the old adage of not getting into cars with strangers.
“Shit,” Sera swore again before running to the waiting car. She slid into the passenger seat and before she could close the door, the car was backing up only to speed forward again. It hit the vampire just as he got back up on his feet.
“So…how do we do this?” Sera asked. “I’ve never been with two men at the same time before.”
Henri nuzzled the side of her throat and whispered in her ear, “Just relax and let it happen. Don’t overthink it.”
“Yeah, well, overthinking is kind of what I do,” Sera replied.
“What do you want to happen?” Leo asked as he walked over to stand beside the bed.
Sera swallowed thickly, unsure how to answer that. “I haven’t…I mean…I don’t know.”
Leo’s gaze traveled shamelessly over her body. “Yes you do. You know what you want.”
“I…” Sera began but stopped herself. She moaned and let her head tip back as Henri pinched her clit between two fingers. “Oh my God, I want you to fuck me, both of you, and I want your fucking tongue on my clit.”
She quickly flushed and looked over at Leo, wide-eyed as she realized what she had just said out loud.
Henri removed his hand from her underwear and pulled her into a hug. “You’re so adorable.”
Sera wasn’t sure what part of what she had just said could possibly be considered adorable, but she went with it anyway.
Henri released his hold on Sera and took her hand. The two of them walked over to Leo and Henri kissed the werewolf softly on the mouth, his hand lazily stroking down the werewolf’s stomach.
“It’s been so long,” Henri groaned as he kissed his way across Leo’s chest. He reached down and took Leo’s weighty cock in his hand.
Sera moved closer to them like a moth drawn to a flame. They were both so beautiful but in different ways. Leo was raw masculinity and Henri was strength and grace. She watched mesmerized as Henri’s hand moved back and forth over Leo’s cock. She wanted it inside her, her need for it was like nothing she had known before.
Hooking her thumbs into her underwear, she quickly pushed them down and stepped out of them. Leo looked over at her, his gaze traveling over her body. She wondered what he thought when he looked at her. It was clear that he liked what he saw.
“Come here,” Leo said, his voice somehow both rough and smooth like whiskey.
Together, almost as one, Leo and Henri moved onto the bed. Sera went with them and kneeled beside them.
The werewolf reached for her and cupped the back of her head before pulling her down for a kiss. There was something about Leo’s kisses that were almost hypnotic. They seemed to have the power to calm her racing heart and mind.
She was aware of Henri moving beside them. The vampire ran his hand down over ass, caressing the curve. She could feel Leo’s cock, hard and wet at the tip, against her thigh and she wanted nothing more than to open her legs wider and let him slip inside.
Henri, it seemed, had other plans.
Leo moaned into Sera’s mouth and the sound made her shiver. When she pulled back she wasted no time in going for Leo’s sculpted chest. She kissed and mouthed at his clavicle while her fingers danced down over his skin.
“Roll over,” Henri told her. She looked over at the vampire, his skin was so pale in the lamplight that he looked otherworldly, ethereal even. He was beautiful.
She did as he asked and lay down beside Leo. She watched as he came to her. Slowly, Henri lowered his head and ran his lips over her nipple. She moaned and squirmed a little, already more turned on than she could ever remember being. He sucked the hardened nub and rolled his tongue around it.
As he moved lower, his mouth left a trail of kisses until he reached her pussy. With ease, Henri took hold of one of her legs and bent it at the knee before pushing it gently so that she was in full view.
She had never had a man be that close to her down there. It felt so intimate and she had only a moment to feel nervous before Henri parted her lips with his fingers and tongued the flesh inside.
“Oh God,” she cried out. She turned her head and found Leo lying on his side watching her. She looked down his body at his straining erection and reached for it instinctively. Leo’s cock was warm and heavy in her hand. The brief experiences she’d had with men, well boys really, had been little more than quick fumbles. With the other two, a boyfriend she’d had in school and another one briefly after, it would have all been over by now.
She wasn’t prepared for how good it would feel when Henri gently pushed two fingers inside her. The pleasurable pressure was instant and her legs seemed to widen of their own volition.
“Henri,” she groaned. “Please.”
Leo leaned in and pressed his face into her neck. He put his mouth right against her ear. It caused a pleasant shiver when he spoke.
“Is that what you want?” he said, his voice low and gravely. “You want Henri to fuck you?”
Sera shuddered. “Yes. God yes.”
“You heard the lady,” Leo said in a teasing tone as he looked down at Henri.