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Lawless Hearts (MFM)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: SCORCHING
Word Count: 27,792
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[Ménage Amour: Erotic Western Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M]

Scharlie Thorn is the local schoolteacher of Rock Ridge, Missouri, who everyone looks at with pity. When she was fourteen, her stepfather attacked her, scarring her face. Her brother, Harlow, accidentally killed him while defending Scharlie, forcing him to run from the law.

Ten years later, she is visited by two handsome men, Cassidy Brooks and Garrett Webb, who come to tell her that Harlow has been murdered. But the man who killed Harlow is now after Scharlie. As the two men try to keep Scharlie safe, she learns that they are outlaws. And worse, Harlow was an outlaw, too.

Scharlie has decisions to make. Does she trust Cassidy and Garrett when they tell her they love her? Or will she hand them over to the law? More than her life is at stake. Her heart is on the line, too.

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

A Siren Erotic Romance


Story Excerpt


The horses came to a skid in the yard, and Cassidy and Garrett practically flew off them to grab her.

“Scharlie! What happened?” Cassidy asked as he pulled her into his arms.

“Someone…someone in the house,” she managed to say.

Garrett pulled his gun out of his holster and immediately headed for the house. Cassidy remained, holding her, though he pulled out his gun as well and shielded her with his body.

They watched as Garrett circled around the house once, looking in the windows. He crept up the steps, onto the porch, and pushed open the door. He went inside.

“No one is in there now,” she whispered. “But someone had been while I was working in the garden.”

Cassidy’s arm tightened around her.

In a moment, Garrett came back out and walked toward them. A grim slash flattened his lips, and a frown marred his forehead.

“Cigar smoke,” he told Cassidy.


Scharlie jumped from the venom in Cassidy’s voice.

“We have to tell her.”

“No,” Cassidy said.

“We don’t have a choice. He’s here.”

“What’s going on?” she cried. “Who’s here?”

Cassidy and Garrett stared at one another. They seemed to be speaking to each other without words, and their silence stretched all her nerves to the breaking point.

“What is it you’re not telling me?” she yelled, demanding, pulling out of Cassidy’s arm and glaring at them.

“Scharlie—” Cassidy began.

“No!” she interrupted. “My house has been violated! Someone came in and destroyed my things, so it’s time you told me everything.”

He sighed and ran a hand through his curls. “Breaux Cox smokes cigars.”

It took a moment for the words to sink in. “Oh my God. Is he the one who did this? Is he here, in Rock Ridge?”

They didn’t confirm her question, but then again, she wondered who else it could be.

“He killed Harlow. What does he want with me?”

“Shit,” Garrett swore, running a hand through his hair. “They must have followed us.”

She looked back and forth between them. “Who are ‘they?’”

“Cox rides with two men named Mitch Cautling and Lee Barnes,” Cassidy answered.

She blinked. Dread washed through her body. “What do you mean by that? And how do you know their names?”

When he hesitated, Garrett answered. “Because we rode with them.”


Adult Excerpt


The kiss was raw, passionate. It dominated her senses until all thought fled, leaving Scharlie on a tightrope of pure lust.

His hands started working the many buttons on her blouse, his big, blunt fingers able to maneuver the tiny holes until all that covered her was her chemise. Garrett broke the kiss to travel down her neck, then to her chest, where the material barely covered her heaving breasts. Then lightly, almost reverently, he took her areola into his wet mouth, cotton and all. Scharlie gasped, her back arched, as he tenderly bit the puckered center, tugging it through the thin chemise.

His fingers came up to open the top of her gown, and Scharlie moaned as he latched onto bare skin. He sucked hard, causing her to just about jump out of her skin. She wiggled and begged for more. There was a direct sensation from her nipples to her pussy, a somewhat unfulfilled feeling that demanded to be satisfied. She didn’t know if she liked the sensation or not, but there was no denying its need.

Just as she wasn’t sure she could stand any more, he released her nipple to trail his lips down her torso, her belly, until he reached the curls at the junction of her thighs. Instinctively, she went to close her legs.

“Let him,” Cassidy ordered her. “Let him see your sweet pussy.”

 Raw need coursed through her at the word he used. Scharlie relaxed just enough for Garrett to push her legs firmly open, his mouth first pressing small kisses along the inside of her leg as he circled closer to where she ached.

“Very good,” Cassidy murmured.

Scharlie grudgingly opened her eyes to look at him. She watched him move, panther-like, across the blankets toward her and Garrett. She saw his nostrils flare on the scent of her arousal, and his eyes glittered with his own sexual stimulation.

“You want him to continue, Scharlie? Do you want Garrett to be your lover?”

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