- Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal
- Word Count: 65,612
- Heat Level: SEXTREME
- Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
- [Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, shape-shifters]
Tessa never expects to dream about two gorgeous guys making love to her on the train. She certainly never imagines they might be real men. Or that one of them is her sexy friend Parker and the other their insanely hot dance teacher, Jared. She definitely doesn’t anticipate the three of them bonding and fighting enemies desperate to steal their blood.
Who would create a drug that gives non-bonded humans extrasensory powers? It seems insane until Tessa learns that her mother might be the chemist behind it all. Even so, she certainly doesn’t expect her senses to go haywire or for the bonding to give her the ability to heal. And shape-shift. Mostly, she doesn’t expect to live happily ever after with her bond-mates when so many different people want them dead. But she hopes she can.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Everything okay?” Parker settled into the driver’s seat and started the car. She nodded, watching him shift the car into gear, his strong fingers resting on the stick as he backed out of her driveway. She had a sudden flashback to those fingers on her ass in her dream. Oh God.
Tessa cleared her throat. “Yeah, fine.” She looked out of the window, noting that the boxes beneath her front window were peeling a bit. Have to paint those soon.
“You’re gonna like it, I promise,” Parker said. He smiled over at her and pulled onto the road. Tessa tried really hard to keep her eyes on where they were going and not on his hands, but it was a losing battle. She could smell him again. Between his lovely muscles and strong hands and the scent of him, Tessa was going crazy. She squirmed in the seat as she felt a trickle of moisture between her legs.
“Um, you know I suck at dancing, right?” Tessa said. Jesus. She could smell herself. She hoped he couldn’t.
“You’re just saying that because you’re shy, but I’ve seen you move. You’re graceful just walking across a room.”
Tessa stared at him. What? Parker watched the way she walked? He shifted into a higher gear and eased the car around one of the hairpin turns on the rural road, a small smile playing around the corners of his lips.
“You think I’m graceful?” she asked.
Parker glanced at her, the tip of his tongue wetting his full lower lip. Tessa nearly stopped breathing for a moment. “Yeah, baby. That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
“Um.” She rearranged her skirt. What to say, what to say. She watched Parker shift again. God, manual transmission was kind of sexy. “I have no response to that,” Tessa finally said.
Parker smiled but didn’t take his eyes off the road. “No response necessary.” Tessa shifted again, wishing her arms would stop itching. Parker wrinkled his nose and sniffed. “Did you get a new perfume?”
Tessa frowned. “No. I don’t wear perfume, you know that.”
“You smell like lavender. And something else.” Tessa watched her friend take a deep breath. “Something yummy. Sweet.” He risked a quick glance at her, and Tessa watched a blush crawl up his neck for the second time that day. Holy shit. Tessa bet he was smelling her arousal. What the hell was going on?
“Thanks, I think,” she said then bit her lip. Thanks? Could I sound any more moronic? “Uh, just my usual soap. Lavender scented.”
“Huh. Smells good.” Parker didn’t look over again. Tessa watched his arms, the muscles flexing as he handled the steering wheel and gear stick. She liked the shirt he was wearing. Red brought out the honey-gold highlights in his hair. And he had a bit of stubble that gleamed golden in the late afternoon sunlight. She wondered if it would feel as raspy as she remembered from her dream. She looked at his legs in their snug black denim. She could see the muscles of his thighs working as he tapped the clutch and gas pedals. So hot.
“So, where are we going?” she asked in an effort to distract herself. It wasn’t like her to get so wrapped up in the way a guy looked, let alone Parker, of all people.
“I got the name of this dance teacher from a friend of mine. He’s supposed to be the best ballroom instructor in the valley. When I called up his studio Thursday, he said he was running a weekend special—two lessons for the price of one.”
“You planned this on Thursday?” Tessa tried to remember what she did on Thursday. “We hadn’t spoken in a week. How do you know I’ve been holed up?”
“Darling, you’re always holed up.” Parker laughed.
“So what’s this guy’s name?” Tessa rubbed at her arms. They were more than itchy now, and they were feeling a bit sore. She hoped it really was poison ivy and that she wasn’t about to come down with some heinous allergy.
“Jared. Jared Nolan,” Parker answered as he maneuvered the car into town. “His studio is right outside town.”
Jared? A chill ran through Tessa. That was the name of the man in her dream this morning. Coincidence? She hoped so. “Did he seem nice?” Tessa hoped he wasn’t cruel like the dance teacher she’d had when she was a girl. The old woman used to smack a wooden pole against the long barre if the girls didn’t extend their arms enough. She’d terrified Tessa when she was four, though now she supposed not all dance instructors could be that mean or they wouldn’t have any students. Still, she felt a tiny pang of anxiety.
“I guess. He seemed nice enough.” Parker sighed. “How am I supposed to know? I don’t notice things like that.”
Tessa lifted an eyebrow. “Did he have a low voice? High? Was he polite?”
Parker glanced at her, his forehead wrinkled adorably. “Low voice.”
“Did he sound sexy?”
“Are you kidding me?” Parker asked, incredulous. The car swerved slightly before he brought it back under control.
“Parker! Watch where you’re going!” Tessa yelled as her heart leapt. After a minute without any more car-related disasters, she burst into laughter. “Oh my God, if you could’ve seen your face!”
Parker shook his head, and he braked for the red light. “You’re such a pain.”
“You love me,” Tessa retorted, immensely cheered by his irritation.
He swung his arm over the back of the seat and looked at her, silent for long enough that Tessa began to grow uncomfortable under the weight of his stare. “Yeah, I really do.”
She shivered at the low tone of his voice. Whoa. He really meant that. “I love you, too, Parker. You know that.”
“Do you have condoms?” Parker asked Jared, who nodded and rolled away. Tessa barely noticed their interaction. She felt them in her mind, and the tight control they were holding on their arousal made her crazy. She wanted them to let go. She frowned, forcing mental claws into the surface of their thoughts. She wanted to get their attention. Jared froze as he came back from the nightstand, a strip of condoms dangling from his hand. Parker grunted, his fingers stabbing into her with such clever aim Tessa bucked, nearly at her climax even after just that little bit of stimulation.
“Why are you teasing me?” She moaned, swiping at their minds again. She didn’t claw at them hard enough to hurt. She could never hurt them. But she wanted them to understand the bonding heat was driving her insane. It was time to stop talking.
“Shit, how did you do that?” Jared asked, his voice dangerously low. Seductive.
She shook her head, shoving at their minds again. How to explain what she didn’t really understand herself?
“Jesus, Tessa, hang on,” Parker panted. She opened her eyes to slits when he withdrew his hand and watched as Jared rolled a condom down Parker’s lovely, lovely cock. He shifted until he was on top of her, and then he looked at Jared. The two men communicated something to each other, and then Tessa felt herself being lifted onto Parker’s lap, his cock nudging at her entrance. She moaned and worked herself down on him. He was huge. She hid her face in his neck.
“Tessa, take it easy,” Jared murmured behind her. She trembled as Parker’s full length slid into her. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t control her legs at all. If Parker hadn’t been holding her up, she would’ve fallen. He leaned back, the muscles in his abdomen rippling, until he was reclining against the wooden headboard. He pulled her forward with him, and she felt his legs open, forcing hers even wider. Exposing her backside completely. She jerked as she felt Jared’s fingers at her rear. He teased at the puckered entrance, rubbing and circling until she thought she’d go mad.
“Shhh, it’s okay.” Jared slid one finger into her ass, then another. They were slick with her arousal, and he felt so good Tessa tried to shove herself down farther. She wanted him inside her, too. Right now. She tried to focus, make her body do what she wanted, but her thoughts scattered. Her men were in her head, their scents washing over her body like rain. She shivered as the room faded, and suddenly she was in the forest, running with them. They stopped in a clearing, scenting the fresh air. The rain had finally stopped. She looked over her shoulder, and Parker and Jared came closer, their eyes bright, their scent sharp and determined. She blinked, and she was back in the bedroom, Parker still seated in her pussy while Jared’s delicious cock nudged at her rear entrance. Her eyes flew open when he pushed inside, the crown of his cock stretching her. She wanted to ask them if they were as confused as she suddenly felt, but the desire interfered with her ability to think. She tried to focus through the haze of arousal. Where had the vision of the forest come from? Why was she having visions at all in the middle of sex? She couldn’t hold on to her questions. Tessa moaned as Jared teased at her, shoving inside her ass in tiny bursts. It burned, but Parker shushed her, running his hands up and down her back, urging her to relax. He stared at her, his eyes brilliant while Jared worked his way inside, slowly. So slowly. The men groaned as they felt each other through the thin wall of her body.
“Tessa, sweetheart, you are so beautiful. You are everything,” Jared murmured as he gripped her around her waist, his cock throbbing. She could feel his heartbeat in her body. Then he moved his face over her shoulder, and he and Parker were kissing while Tessa trembled in their arms. When Jared pulled back, Parker smiled at her.
“Darling, I’ve loved you for years, even if you didn’t know it. Relax, we’ll take care of you.” Parker began to move, his thick cock sliding from her very slowly, then back inside. Tessa couldn’t do anything except moan as she felt every inch of him plunge into the softest part of her body. Jared gasped and began to move, too, in time with Parker—one man in, the other out. She sensed the forest welling up again—she closed her eyes and gave into it, feeling utterly at home. Utterly safe. The men held her firmly, gently. She scented the leaves dancing in the trees as her orgasm crept closer and closer.
“I’m close,” she whispered, clenching her fists around the sheets until Parker bent down to lick her neck. She grabbed his shoulders when he opened his mouth and put his teeth against her skin. The next thing she knew, Jared was snarling on the other side of her head, nuzzling down against the delicate spot beneath her ear. She shook, feeling the sharp points of his teeth, then shuddered as both men bit down simultaneously. The pain was exquisite. She thought she screamed as her orgasm crashed open, the men groaning in unison. It was like running in the middle of an earthquake—the trees, the ground shifted around her as she grabbed onto her men. They were solid. Strong. They kept her safe when the pleasure raked through the three of them again and again. When it was done, Tessa realized she had no idea how long their climax lasted, but she knew when it was done, her body drifting gently down upon Parker as Jared’s strong arms closed around them both. The bond sizzled inside her even as they fell into darkness together.
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