INSTRUCTIONS FOR THE RAFFLE ARE AT THE END. YOU WILL NEED TO READ THROUGH THE BLURB AND EXCERPTS TO GET THE ANSWERS TO THE QUESTIONS TO ENTER THE RAFFLE. (YES, AS ALWAYS, THERE IS A QUIZ. LOL)
[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, spanking, HEA]
Five years ago, Kara Johansen met and fell in love with brothers Ben and Quinn Shotbrook while on vacation with her fire fighter brothers in Sitka, Alaska. They planned to marry, when tragedy struck the Shotbrook family, leaving the brothers to care for their mother and younger brothers again. They sent Kara back home to Fate Harbor, Washington, promising that one day they would reunite.
Years later, Kara has made the decision that she wants to marry and start a family of her own. She has put away her dreams of ever being with Ben and Quinn and instead focuses on men who are available to her here and now. Her meddling brothers inform Ben and Quinn of her plans. The brothers Shotbrook rush to Fate Harbor to do whatever it takes to reclaim the woman they never stopped loving. Has too much changed between them to save their love?
Both Kara and Ben ate their biscuits in silence, looking at one another, enjoying the buildup of realizing that their relationship would be taking a big step further that day. Neither of them noticed when the door to the restaurant opened and that many of the conversations stopped. It wasn’t until a shadow loomed over their table that they both looked up. Kara was stunned to see an almost replica image of Ben standing over her. This man was a little older, with short hair and a harsh expression on his face—an expression she had never seen on Ben’s face.
“So, it’s true,” the older man bit out. “You haven’t been getting our fucking taxes done. You’ve been traipsing around town with this bit of fluff, while we’ve been out busting our asses.” Kara snatched another biscuit and buttered it as she watched Ben, knowing he’d been up all night completing the taxes so he could spend the day with her. Older brothers were such a pain in the ass, she thought as she enjoyed the honey butter. She wondered how Ben was going to play this out. But then she was stunned as Ben’s face contorted into an equally hard look.
Ben stood up, and she realized that despite the fact that the man standing over her appeared huge, Ben was actually taller by a small margin. The other man, who must be Quinn, was actually much more muscular and wide. Right now though, they looked well matched in their rage.
“Brother, this is Kara, not to ever be referred to as ‘a bit of fluff’ again. Are we clear?” Ben said in a low tone that had the hair on the back of her neck tingling. The biscuit turned to sawdust in her mouth. She grabbed her orange juice to wash it down.
“I don’t care what her name is, if we miss the deadline because—” Ben yanked his brother’s arm and jerked him away from the table. They both marched out the restaurant door and disappeared around the side of the building.
Kara knew what this meant. She had seen it play out far too fucking often in her house between Dane and Eric, and Eric and Leif, not to know that one or both of them was going to end up bloody, for no good reason. She’d be damned if she was going to be the cause of this. She threw down the rest of her biscuit and pushed back her chair as Florence came to take their orders.
“I wouldn’t get in the middle of that, Kara,” Florence advised.
“I’ve got three dumbass brothers of my own. This is nothing new,” Kara explained.
“Well, between those two hotheads, this is nothing new either. I already told their aunt they’re out back. She’ll be out there pretty soon to throw some water on them,” Florence said with a wink.
“Ah, but I have plans for one of them, and I don’t need him out of commission.” Kara winked back and headed out the door. She liked the sound her heels made on the cement as she rounded the corner toward the two big men who currently were taking swings at one another. So far not much damage had been done, but based on this mutual power display, it wouldn’t be long before they were both really bloody and hurting.
She put her fingers to her lips and gave a shrill whistle that would have dogs barking for miles. The men immediately parted and looked at her, stunned. She took the opportunity to walk over to Quinn with an outstretched hand.
“Hello, Quinn, it’s very nice to meet you. My name is Kara Johansen.” Totally taken aback, she watched with amusement as he obviously fell back on his mother’s training and shook her hand.
“It’s very nice to meet you,” he said politely.
“I don’t know if Ben got a chance to tell you, what with the fighting and all, but he finished the taxes last night. Or it might have been early this morning.” She walked over to Ben, and linked her arm through his. “Isn’t that right, Ben?” she asked, smiling up at him.
Ben wasn’t taken aback, he was grinning down at her. He bent down and gave her a leisurely kiss in front of his brother, and then pulled back. “It was this morning,” he answered. Then he turned to his brother. “See, not a piece of fluff at all.” He turned back to Kara and smiled. “That whistle is kind of hot!”
“It has its uses.”
Kara watched, fascinated, as Quinn threw his head back and laughed. “You’re right, little brother. Not a piece of fluff at all.”
“No, she needs to listen to me. You both do.” Quinn’s voice was implacable. He pushed Kara’s thighs up so that her knees were almost on either side of her breasts. “Hold her,” he commanded his brother. Ben reached down and grasped her legs behind the knees, keeping her open for Quinn’s perusal. She gasped as she looked down, seeing the top of her sex splayed wide with Quinn so big and imposing leaning over her, looking directly into her eyes. “You will listen to me, little one. I refuse to hurt you.” He set the condom to the side and swiped his fingers through her wet sex, pulsing with need even more than when Ben’s cock was deep in her mouth. Then she felt him enter her, and it was much more than before. Where before he had used maybe two of his sizeable fingers to stroke inside her, he now had to be using three, and she arched up in welcome. Then he pulled them out, taking more of her silky essence with him. Then he pushed more fingers in again, and she winced at the burn.
“It hurts, doesn’t it, Kara?” He demanded an answer. All she could do was nod her head yes.
Finally she gasped out, “It hurts good, Quinn.” She saw his relieved smile. He continued to pump in and out, until finally she was pushing upward to meet the rhythm of his entry, glorying in the sense of fullness, in the connection with this man. She saw his amber eyes glitter as they watched her intently, assessing her body’s reaction. He took his fingers out to suck them in his mouth, and she shuddered, watching him relish her flavor as his face flushed.
They’d been right to blindfold her. She was now experiencing every sense, and it was amazing. She watched as he picked up the condom, and ripped it open with his intensely white teeth. As he sheathed his cock, she tried to reach forward to touch him, but Ben’s grip kept her in place.
“Next time, Kara,” Ben soothed. “We want to make you feel good. Let Quinn do this.” She watched and felt as the broad head of his cock, so much more than his fingers, snuggled at her needy entrance.
“Oh, my God, can you see this, Ben?” Quinn looked up with a stunned expression, including his brother in this most intimate moment. Ben bent forward over her head, getting a better view. She gave a huff of dissatisfaction that she couldn’t see what they were seeing.
“She’s incredible, brother,” Ben said in a strained voice. Then Kara felt the liquid push just trying to breach the tight muscle of her opening, and she couldn’t help but flinch at the discomfort. Quinn looked deep into her eyes. He felt the resistance of her body, and knew that his girth had to be causing some pain.
“Help her, Ben,” Quinn instructed, while he held still. Ben kept hold of her left leg but gently lowered her right leg, and then his fingers were hovering over her engorged clit, and just one touch had her gasping in reaction. As if he understood that anything more than a featherlike touch would be too much for her swollen bud, he softly caressed her, causing sparks to emanate from that one spot to her entrance, relaxing her and allowing Quinn to slide deeper, until the head was buried inside her, filling her. It was wonderful. She felt the heat and power of the man, and she thrust up, needing him deeper. Again, he looked carefully into her eyes, gauging her ability to accept more. When he determined that with Ben’s ministrations, and her own longing, he could continue, he sank further, until she felt him nestle against her womb.
“Yes, Quinn,” she wailed. “Nothing has ever felt this good.” Ben took his fingers away and she grabbed his wrist, trying to hold him, but he easily moved his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean, savoring her essence and wetting the digits even further. Then he put them back to where she so desperately needed them and pressed and circled even harder, and that’s when Quinn started a slow pull out, followed by a faster thrust in, once again tapping softly against the mouth of her womb, causing her to spasm in delight. He continued, faster and faster.
“Harder and faster, both of you, harder and faster.” She was thrashing her head. She felt the slight flicker of childhood firework sparklers, and they were building to firecrackers popping off as she whimpered with excitement. Then she felt a roman candle going off, and finally she screamed as the deafening grand finale came and the night sky exploded into showers of color.
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