We Belong Together by Megan Slayer
M/M, M/F, M/M/F, M/F/M, Menage, Anal Sex, Voyeurism
From Pride Publishing
Art by Posh Gosh
When the broken road leads you home, we will find each other.
Dare Evans left the small town of Kenton for the bright lights of Hollywood. The moment he climbed on the plane, he missed his college sweetheart. Coming home was always in the cards and a chance sighting is the catalyst he needs. But he’s not alone.
Liam Turner never thought he’d find love so soon after his divorce, but then came Dare. He’s in love and the happiest of his life—but he’s a secret. Dare, the hottest man in the movies, isn’t supposed to be married and certainly not to Liam. Liam’s learned to live with the charade because he knows Dare’s heart…that is until he finds out about Sarah.
Sarah Morrison wants nothing more than to teach at the college, raise her son and live her life. Celebrity was never in her cards. Then Dare and Liam walked back into Kenton. She never forgot Dare…or as she knew him, Daryl. He’s been the only one for her. When she meets Liam, her thoughts change. What if Liam could be the one? What if both men could be? Is she strong enough to withstand the bright lights of fame intruding on her existence?
Can these three people find a way to be together when the rest of the world says they should be apart? When the past joins the present to make a future, love is possible.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of ménage featuring m/m/f and m/f/m pairings, voyeurism. This book also contains scenes of murder, references to abuse, rape, stalking.
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©Megan Slayer, 2019, All Rights Reserved
He nibbled her earlobe. “You still fit perfectly in my arms.”
“So does every eligible female in Hollywood.” She paused. Shit. She hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
“Touché.” He grinned again and rested his forehead against hers. “Those women aren’t like you. You’re different…unique.”
“I’m plump.” She had curves and not in all the right places.
He swatted her ass. “Don’t you dare cut on yourself. I won’t allow it.”
Who was he to tell her how to feel? He didn’t own her. The frustrating man… “Daryl.”
He moved with her out of the knot of people to the edge of the room. Instead of letting go, he continued to a wall of curtains. He pulled one of the sheer panels of fabric aside and nudged her into the new space. The music wasn’t as loud.
“Going to chew me out in private?” She toyed with the sequins on her dress. “I’ve already heard it all, so don’t bother. Just let me go. Okay?”
Daryl shook his head then enfolded her in his arms again. “Don’t start. You’re beautiful and you’re going home with me. If I have to spank your ass to make you understand, I’ll do it.”
She shivered. She hadn’t played such games in years and only with him. She paused. Going home with him? “Wait, I am?”
“I have a room at this hotel.” She wasn’t sure why she’d said that. “I don’t need to go home with you.” What in the hell was she doing? Turning him down? Why?
“Good to know. I’ve got one in this hotel as well.” He smoothed his palm across the back of her neck and threaded his fingers into her hair. He tipped her head. “I’m in the penthouse.”