Alpha Province: Shining Beacons (MFMM)
[Siren Menage Everlasting: Erotic Menage a Quatre Paranormal Romance, shape-shifter, M/F/M/M, HEA]
When Dusty Cutter heard her step-brother’s evil plans for her, she packed a bag and hightailed it out of Tucson, Arizona. She suffered more than enough at his hands and isn’t about to let him ruin her life.
Broden, Archer, and Airen Higgens didn’t think they’d ever meet their mate, until they entered the Ambrose hotel. As soon as they saw her gorgeous face and scented her fragrance, they knew she was theirs.
Broden and his brothers end up saving Dusty’s life when she has an allergic reaction and goes into anaphylactic shock. After treating her, they take her back to their home to recover, and while their inner Kodiak bears are eager to mate with her, the men know she needs to get used to them first.
When they reveal what they are, Dusty thinks they’re lying until they show her otherwise. Even though she’s worried trouble is going to follow her to Ambrose, she can’t resist the three, big, sexy men and she agrees to be their mate.
And then all hell breaks loose.
Note: This book contains double and triple penetration.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.
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Dusty glanced toward the bar and quickly looked away again when she noticed the three big men sitting on the bar stools watching her in the mirror. Heat suffused her cheeks, and she shifted in her chair when her body responded to their handsome faces and brawny physiques. She frowned over her reaction, because she’d never been attracted to a member of the opposite sex like she was to them, and it worried her. How could she be attracted to three men at the same time? That wasn’t like her at all, but she couldn’t help but notice that all the men sitting around the room were muscular and handsome.
“Here you are,” Emmy said.
Dusty had been so lost in thought she hadn’t noticed the waitress coming back. At least this time she hadn’t made a fool of herself by nearly falling off her chair again. “Thanks.”
“Are you ready to order?”
“Can I just get a bowl of your seasonal vegetables?”
“Whatever you want.” Emmy smiled, but Dusty could see worry in her eyes. She hoped she didn’t look as bad as she felt, but she guessed she did when the waitresses gaze lingered on the dark smudges beneath her eyes. “I’ll be right back.”
Dusty nodded and sighed with relief when the beautiful, tall woman hurried away. Tears burned the back of her eyes, but she blinked rapidly until she had her emotions under control. She didn’t normally fall apart, but having a stranger show her a bit of compassion nearly made her lose her shit. Hopefully, after a good night’s sleep, she would feel better. And that thought brought up another concern.
Where the hell was she going to stay?
Minutes later, Emmy was back with her bowl of vegetables. Dusty swallowed the saliva that pooled in her mouth and then gaped at the woman when she sat in the seat across from her.
“This is a great town to be if you’re in trouble.”
Dusty choked on the sip of cola she’d just taken. She coughed and spluttered until tears leaked from her eyes. Once she had her breath back, she wiped the moisture from her cheeks and then her lips with the napkin. She eyed Emmy warily, pulling her lips into a tight line since she was determined to not reply.
“I arrived in Ambrose after months of running scared. I overhead a plot to kill a lot of politicians in a hotel in Houston, and after giving a testimony at the trial, I ran. The bastards I’d helped put behind bars put a hit out on me, and there was nothing the police could do, so I took off. I worked for cash, meandering my way across the country until I landed here.
“Ambrose and the men in it turned out to be a godsend. I’m now mat…married to three men who love me, and I love them more than life itself. They protected me when the danger caught up with me, and I’ve never been happier.”
Dusty opened her mouth to reply, but she didn’t know what to say, so she quickly closed it again.
“I know how exhausted you must be. You’re pale, and you have dark marks under your eyes. The guys in this town are very protective of those weaker than they are and wouldn’t hesitate to put themselves in the line of fire to keep anyone weaker than them safe.”
“Why are you telling me this?” Dusty frowned. She had no idea she was such an open book and hated that this stranger, this woman, knew she was in trouble. She didn’t like other people knowing her business, because it was too damned dangerous. She had no idea who she could and couldn’t trust.
Emmy cocked her head and stared intently at her. “Because I’ve been where you are. I don’t know what you’re running from, but I can tell you that you’ll be safe as long as you stay in this town.”
“You can’t know that.”
Emmy nodded. “Yes, I can. Eat. I can hear your belly rumbling from here.”
Since she was hungry, she decided to do as the woman said. If she hadn’t been starving, she would have told Emmy where she could shove her vegetables.
She scooped up a forkful of cauliflower with cheese sauce and assumed the sprinkling on top was pepper. She quickly chewed and swallowed the food, and immediately felt her tongue swelling and her airway closing.
Oh fuck. That wasn’t pepper. It had to be nutmeg.
Dusty gazed at Emmy frantically as she gasped air through her rapidly closing throat, making frantic wheezing sounds. She clawed at her throat and thumped the table hoping that the other woman would realize she was in trouble.
Emmy shoved to her feet, knocking the chair over behind her, and yelled across the room, “Broden, she’s having an allergic reaction. She can’t breathe.”
Dusty grew lightheaded, her vision dimmed, and even though her throat was almost closed, she was able to draw a minimal amount of air into her starving lungs. She felt herself sliding from her chair onto the floor, but she couldn’t stop herself. She landed on her side, and what little oxygen she had left was forced out the minute gap in her throat.
Her nails raked down her throat and everything around her faded away as blackness swirled in front of her eyes. She felt a hand on her body, and then someone stabbed something into her thigh. Her last thought before she lost consciousness was that the leader of the biker gang had finally found her, and he had just jabbed a knife into her leg.
Broden nuzzled his nose against her cheek, and then his mouth covered hers. She groaned as he delved in deep, his tongue twisting and twirling around hers, before sliding along it.
Huge, warm, calloused hands caressed over her shoulders and arms and down her back. A quick flick of fingers had the catch on her bra springing open. Broden broke the kiss and set her back on her feet. She kept her head lowered as her bra dropped to her feet.
Archer clasped her hand in his and squeezed it. “Don’t hide from us, sweetness. You have no reason to be ashamed.”
“You’re a fucking sex goddess,” Airen breathed into her ear as his hands smoothed up and down her sides, mapping her curves and getting closer to her breasts each time he caressed upward.
“Please?” Dusty didn’t care that she was begging. Her whole body was aching with unrequited hunger. She needed them so badly, she felt as if she’d die if they didn’t touch her soon.
When she felt warm breath puff against her back, she realized that Airen had gone down to his knees behind her. She held her breath when he tugged the button of her jeans open and lowered the zipper. A whoosh of air left her lungs when he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her jeans and panties, and her heart flipped over.
“Holy Christ,” Airen breathed out when she was standing naked in front of him and his brothers.
“What?” she asked with a frown and tried to see Airen.
She shivered when he caressed his hands over her ass cheeks.
“Have you ever seen such a sexy ass?” Airen asked in a hoarse voice.
“Never,” Archer replied breathlessly. “You are innocence, sin, and perfection all rolled up into a small, gorgeous package, sweetness.”
Broden placed his finger over her lips, cutting her off. She gazed up into his eyes, then gasped as he swept her up into his arms. “You’re beautiful, baby.” He slanted his mouth over hers and took her down to the mattress. Cool sheets met her hot, naked skin, causing her to shiver.
The heat coming from Broden’s huge body seemed to sear right into her insides, and her desire ratcheted up another notch. He kissed her deeply, passionately, until she was sure she was about to pass out from lack of air. When he released her lips and kissed his way down her neck toward her chest, she gasped and groaned. Her breasts were swollen and achy. Her areolae were puckered into tight buds, and her nipples were hard points. Each time Broden shifted, the hair on his chest and his warm skin caressed her nipples, making them ache for more.
“Broden?” Dusty threaded her fingers into his cool, silky black hair and tugged.
“What is it, mate?” he whispered against the skin between her breasts before he licked her.
Broden lifted his gaze to hers. “Do you like that, baby?”
“Then you’re going to love this,” he said right before he laved his tongue over one of her sensitive, distended nubs.
“Ah!” she cried softly. Having Broden’s tongue licking at her nipple was the most amazing thing she’d ever felt. Cream leaked from her pussy when her muscles clenched, and her clit throbbed.
Dusty had been so intent on Broden she hadn’t even noticed that Archer and Airen were lying on the bed at her sides. There was no way she could miss them when they each cupped a breast in their hands and kneaded the soft globes as Broden kissed and licked his way down her belly.
She was thankful she was very flexible, because if she hadn’t been, she probably would have ended up with sore inner thighs and hips. Broden was so big, his shoulders so wide, her legs were splayed so far, she was almost doing the splits.
Archer cupped a cheek and turned her face toward him. His mouth slammed onto hers a second after their gazes met. Airen was pinching and plucking at one nipple, while Archer was rolling the other one. Juices trickled from her pussy down toward her ass.
She turned her head away from Archer’s when Broden wrapped his big, burly arms around her upper thighs and breathed on her soaked pussy.
“What are you—” she cried out when he licked up through her folds from bottom to top and swirled his tongue around her clit. “Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Ohmygod.”
Archer lifted her breast as he lowered his mouth to her chest. She bowed her breasts up when he and Airen both sucked her nipples into their mouths. Her womb and pussy clenched, forcing more cream to drip from her pussy.
* * * *
Broden salivated at the first taste of their mate’s delicious cream. His bear chuffed with delight and licked his lips. She tasted so fucking good, he wanted to spend hours eating out her hot, wet cunt, but he didn’t think he’d realize that dream today. Her legs were already trembling, and from the way her belly was jumping each time he licked over her clit, it wouldn’t be long before she was screaming in ecstasy.
He shifted his right arm, reaching further around her leg, and rimmed her pussy with his finger.
She gasped and groaned, and when he glanced up her body, pride filled his heart and soul when he saw she was rolling her head back and forth on the pillow. Her lips were parted as she gasped in breath after breath, and her face was flushed.
Archer released one of her light brown nipples with a pop and then scraped the edge of his teeth over the sensitive bud. She bowed her chest up toward his brothers’ mouths.
Broden closed his eyes and drew the scent of her sweet honey deep into his nose and lungs, and then he lashed her clit rapidly with his tongue as he pressed his thick finger up into her cunt.