A Sinful Tune by @wendizwaduk #menage #music #romance #hotread

A Sinful Tune by Wendi Zwaduk

From the Three’s a Charm Anthology

Short Story

Totally Bound

M/F/M, M/F, Menage, Anal Sex

Contemporary

Two hot rockers and one girl…what could go wrong?

Robbie thought when he formed his band he’d get the girls, the gigs and the money. He’s got the gigs, but the money is a little slower in coming. He’s also got more than a few secrets. He wants the band to succeed, but even more, he wants to find the one woman who can accept him—warts and all, but also with his best friend Dillon involved.

Dillon loves Robbie like a brother. Robbie’s his other half in the music world. He handles the words while Robbie writes the music for the band. But all the music in the world isn’t enough if they don’t have their perfect third—Jess. She hits all the right notes for him and Robbie. The only issue? She may not accept their love in return.

Jess has followed the band for years and worked her way up to selling their merchandise. She knows their music almost as well as they do, but doubts they’d want to be with her. She’s so unlike the other women they’ve had—she’s short, curvy and a purple-haired Goth. When Robbie and Dillon hang out with her after one of the gigs, she has a choice to make. Either head home and wonder or let go of her fears and give the two men of her dreams the chance to make her fantasies come to life.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of double penetration.

Publisher’s Note: This book has previously been released as part of the Three’s a Charm anthology with Totally Bound Publishing.

General Release Date: 22nd August 2017

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©Wendi Zwaduk, 2017 All Rights Reserved

“What if we asked her out? We’ve been dancing around it forever. You want her. I do. She likes hanging out with us and she never shies away when we kiss her.” He met Robbie’s gaze. “I’m serious. What if we were the ones who took the first step?”

“And say what?” Robbie frowned. “I like her and would love to snag her between us, but what do we say? ‘Hey, babe. We’ve chosen you. How about it? Do you want to be with us?’ She’d laugh and walk out. What about saying she’d be better off with us on either side? She’d think we were going to use her. She deserves better than a couple of rock and roll wannabes.”

“Well, yeah.” Dillon snorted. “If we approach her like that, then I’d be shocked if she didn’t run away. Finesse would be good.” He rested his arm on Robbie’s shoulder. “Think about it. She’s got that Goth, funky but beautiful look to her. She’s never balked at our behavior, either. She’s a little rough, but dependable.”

“She’s a good worker, sure, but you make her sound like a set of tires.” Robbie shrugged. “I’d love to ask her out, but I’m afraid she’d turn me down. You know me and my life. I’m no good for her. Besides, if she said yes, then how can I be sure she’d consider both of us? I’m not in the mood to put myself out there only to be turned down again. I’d rather be alone.”

“We won’t know until we try.” Dillon hadn’t realized how deep Elaine’s leaving had messed with Robbie until that moment. He hadn’t thought Robbie and Elaine were going to go the distance, but he hadn’t expected her to be so rotten. He’d never heard Robbie mention being happier alone. Robbie was a relationship kind of guy. Then again, so was he. Hell, for all he knew, she could be the one. A vision of her snuggled up between them came to mind. He longed to run his fingers through her purple hair and kiss her breathless. Tingles surged through his body—the thrill of playing music mixed with his desire for Jess. Oh, shit. He only felt that way when he picked up his guitar. Yeah, it was time to speak up.

“Then why don’t we talk to her and try to figure this out…after we play music?”

A Sinful Tune by @wendizwaduk #romance #bdsm #menage

A Sinful Tune by Wendi Zwaduk

From the Three’s A Charm Anthology

MFM, Ménage, Anal Sex, Double Penetration

Contemporary

From Totally Bound

Two hot rockers and one girl…what could go wrong?

Robbie thought when he formed his band he’d get the girls, the gigs and the money. He’s got the gigs, but the money is a little slower in coming. He’s also got more than a few secrets. He wants the band to succeed, but even more, he wants to find the one woman who can accept him—warts and all, but also with his best friend Dillon involved.  

Dillon loves Robbie like a brother. Robbie’s his other half in the music world. He handles the words while Robbie writes the music for the band. But all the music in the world isn’t enough if they don’t have their perfect third—Jess. She hits all the right notes for him and Robbie. The only issue? She may not accept their love in return.

Jess has followed the band for years and worked her way up to selling their merchandise. She knows their music almost as well as they do, but doubts they’d want to be with her. She’s so unlike the other women they’ve had—she’s short, curvy and a purple-haired goth.  When Robbie and Dillon hang out with her after one of the gigs, she has a choice to make. Either head home and wonder or let go of her fears and give the two men of her dreams the chance to make her fantasies come to life.

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EXCERPT:

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2017, All Rights Reserved

He kissed her before she could finish her sentence. He knew what she was about to say. She wasn’t nearly as plain or boring as she wanted to believe. The passion was real and she’d deprived herself because she’d thought she wasn’t good enough? Bullshit.

Jess balled her hands on his chest, but didn’t push him away. He swallowed her whimpers. God, he loved the way she tasted. He nibbled on her bottom lip, then slid his tongue along hers. He’d never realized how good she felt in his arms.

“I want in on this,” Dillon said. “Don’t count me out.”

Robbie broke the kiss and rested his forehead on Jessica’s. “Honey, we’re not the best men for you. God knows, I’m a mess and Dillon’s not perfect, but we want you.”

“Yes.” Dillon nipped her neck and elicited a groan from her. He wound his arms around her waist.

She leaned back against Dillon’s chest. “I don’t understand. Why now? Why me?”

“Why not?” Dillon murmured. He resumed kissing her neck.

“Because we’ve wanted this for a long time, but kept it quiet. The exes were right to worry. We’ve had our eyes on you.” Robbie knew as soon as he’d said the last bit that his words were harsher than he’d meant.

“To say you had me?” Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t pull away from Robbie or Dillon.

She wasn’t just another woman. “You make me sound horrible. Honey, you understand us,” Robbie said. He kissed her hard on the lips. “Because I’ve dreamed about you.” He’d never get enough of her.

“Me, too,” she said. She closed her eyes and threaded her fingers through his belt loops.

Robbie dragged his tongue along the seam of her mouth. He closed his hands over hers and fought the urge to strip the hoodie from her body. He wanted to see her, to experience everything about Jess.

She rubbed against him. “I want to do this. Want both of you.” She tightened her grasp on the front of his jeans. “But not here.” She stopped to kiss him. “Not at the bar.”

Of course not there. Jesus. She should be cherished and treated like a queen. A quick fuck over the table or on the edge of the stage wouldn’t be fair. He caught Dillon’s glance and nodded. Robbie brushed his nose along hers. He craved her and wanted to play music for her.

“We need you,” Dillon whispered. “Can you handle both of us?”

Their Perfect Sub by @meganslayer @changelingpress #menage #romance #mob #mfm #mm #changelingpress #Hot #gay

Their Perfect Sub by Megan Slayer

The Jordan Brothers, Book 2

Changeling Press

Contemporary, Dark Romance

Ménage, M/F/M, M/M/F, M/M, BDSM, Toys, Spanking, Bondage, Anal Sex

Novella

Clint Jordan has been the oddball in his family. He’s the oldest, but has no desire to run the family business. He’s in love with Ronan, despite his mother’s determination to find him a wife. Plus, he wants to share a sub with Ronan. Is there someone out there who can fit their needs and bring them together?

Zari’s running from a past that won’t go away. She needs stability and two men who will cherish her… while giving her a good paddling. When she meets Ronan and Clint, she’s convinced they’re meant to own her. Will these two committed men have space in their life for her?

Ronan got more than he bargained for when he became Clint’s lover. He’s not only with Clint, but he’s under the rule of the Jordan family. Once Zari enters the equation, he’s forced to admit his true feelings for Clint and accept what he needs from Zari. But things aren’t always the way they seem. Zari comes with baggage, and Clint’s determined to make the triad work. Will Ronan accept their terms or walk away?

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Savin’ Me by @WendiZwaduk #romance #menage #hot #erotic #threesome #BDSM #toys @meganslayer

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Savin’ Me by Wendi Zwaduk

Part of the Treble Anthology

Total-E-Bound Publishing

M/F, M/F/M, M/M, M/M/F, Toys, BDSM, D/s, Anal sex, Menage, Contemporary

Novella

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Three is their magic number. Now they’ve got to decide if the magic is worth saving.

Razrs Edge used to pack stadiums, fuelled by the inner turmoil and passion of the three founding members. Now that the threesome has parted ways, the lights aren’t as bright and the cheers of the crowds not as loud.

It’s time to bring the magic back.
Parkur has never been convinced the split was for good. They were meant to be three. But can he write the music to convince Juniper and Jacoby to give him a second chance?

Juniper and Jacoby want the triad intact. Is the love they shared as three enough to erase the destruction in their collective past?

Reader Advisory: This book contains two heroes hell bent on making sweet music with the woman of their dreams, the rediscovery of passion between three people, hot manlove and ménage action, a little spanking, some toy play, and some bondage…oh yes…

Publisher’s Note: This story has been previously released as part of the Treble anthology by Total-E-Bound

EXCERPT:

“Stand, pet.”

Juniper complied and scurried off his lap. With her hands at her sides, she bowed her head. Jacoby unfolded himself from the chair and crossed the few steps to her position. “I won’t leave you, Ju. You’re mine. Always.” As he kissed her, invading her mouth with his tongue, he nudged her against the wall. He pinched her nipple, eliciting a squeak from deep in her throat. The excited sound sent pinpricks of excitement coursing through his veins. Just one good fucking against the wall to show her he loved and cared for her.

Groaning, Juniper rocked her hips against his thigh. Cream from her pussy slicked his denim-covered crotch. Damn, she wanted him. Jacoby ground into her then reached down between them, rubbing her clit with the pad of his thumb. “Fuck, pet.” Jacoby panted and stroked his cock against her lower belly. “Need you now.”

“Take me.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, granting him access as he lifted her from the floor. “Please fuck me, Sir.”

Releasing her long enough to unzip and withdraw his erection, Jacoby gathered her back into his embrace and slid into her body. The walls of her pussy clenched around him, creating delicious friction. Damn, he’d never last. He built the rhythm in time with her writhing and drove into her slick channel. A melody played in his brain, the same one he heard whenever he made love to her. All he needed to make it perfect was Parkur’s steady drumbeat, his soul with them…

Maybe one day.

“Jac!” Juniper clung to him, her body a mass of shudders.

Jacoby buried his face against her neck and came with one final surge, coating her womb with his seed. “Damn.”

Lowering one leg to the floor, Juniper sagged in his arms. “I love you, Jac.”

“Love you, flower girl.”

Bases Loaded by @meganslayer #menage #gay #gayromance #Bdsm #bdsmromance #erotic #hot

Bases Loaded by Megan Slayer

Club Desire Series, Book 2

M/M, Anal Sex, M/M/M, Menage, Double Penetration, Toys, Spanking, BDSM, Voyeurism

Novella

SuperNova Indie Publishing

Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.

Mix one lanky shortstop with two brawny Doms and what do you get? A white hot good time.

On the baseball field, shortstop Rocke Houseman commands the crowd. They cheer as he makes plays and hits home runs. He loves his job in professional sports, but there’s something missing. He wants to be true to himself. When he tears up his knees during a critical play, his whole life is thrown into chaos. He turns to the one place he knows to find balance—Club Desire.

Carson and Jeremiah are a packaged deal. You deal with one, you deal with both. When the gutsy sub comes into Desire and wants a Dom, they step in to help him out. Rocke fits their bill—he’s athletic and lanky, but knows how to take direction. Can they help him work out his issues one ménage at a time? Or will the passion exploding amongst them be the final out?

A former AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller!

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EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer 2019

The two men—he wasn’t sure who was Jeremiah and who was Carson—took him down a long hallway to a room. When the taller one opened the door, bright white light spilled into the darkened corridor.

“This is our room. First we talk then we play. Do you think you’re able to keep up with us?” The shorter of the two men leveled his gaze at Rocke. He stood only about an inch shorter than Rocke’s six foot frame. His jaw flexed as he stared at Rocke, and a tiny bit of scruff glimmered on his cheeks.

At this point, Rocke didn’t have anything to lose. He’d been pushed away by all but the last two Doms in the building. Rocke sighed and dipped his head. “I’d like to play.”

“Very well.” The taller one ushered him into the room. Unlike the other rooms, this particular room more resembled a bedroom. No BDSM bed or bar contraptions. There was just a plain bed with white sheets. Thick carpet muffled their footsteps as the Doms led him to a leather couch and armchair. The room reminded him more of an apartment than a play place.

“Before we get down to business, my name is Carson.” The taller one extended his hand. “This is my partner, Jeremiah. We’ve been together for eight years. We don’t take many subs, and when we do, it’s only one at a time. You are Rocke Houseman, correct? Sit.”

Something in Carson’s voice made Rocke want to comply. He debated sitting on the chair but only for a moment. This was a test—had to be. He knelt on the floor at their feet and bowed his head. Fuck. His knee screamed with pain, but he ignored the hurt. He’d never get better if he kept giving in to his injury.

“Very good but we don’t want you on the floor. Sit in the chair.” Carson perched on the edge of the sofa, and Jeremiah stood behind him with his arms folded. Where Jeremiah seemed to be covered in sleeves of tattoos, Carson was all pristine muscle. Carson leaned forward. “We could read the tablet and find out what your boundaries are, but we’d rather hear them from you.”

Rocke’s gaze vacillated between the two men. Most Doms didn’t want to talk. They read the dossier and went right into play. Rocke wobbled to his feet, careful not to wrench his knee, then sat on the armchair. The shards of pain subsided, and he laced his fingers together. Hopefully, Carson and Jeremiah hadn’t seen him wince.

“Go on,” Jeremiah prompted. The harness he wore bit into his muscled chest.

“I’m not a heavy player in the BDSM world. I’ve never tried most things. No inclination to.” Rocke shrugged. “My biggest kink is threesomes. I like a dick in my mouth and one in my ass. You can use a cock ring, cock cage, handcuff me, nipple clips or spank my ass red…I’m game. But no permanent marks. I can’t have anything that’ll show in the locker room.”

“Why?” Carson prompted.

Rocke shifted in his seat. The leather creaked beneath him. They’d find out sooner or later—don’t leave marks if you don’t want to have to explain them to everyone in detail. The locker room was worse than a newsroom. They had to know everything. But he needed to trust Carson and Jeremiah. Something about the pair made him want to take a chance. They didn’t seem like others in his past who’d wanted to exploit his waning celebrity status.

“I’m a professional baseball player. I’m the shortstop for the Falcons. Eight years with a .285 batting average—well, until I blew out my knee. ACL injury three games from the playoffs and we’re in first place in our division. Sucked.” Rocke groaned. He’d given away a lot of info.

“We saw that play. You’re lucky to be standing without crutches.” Jeremiah rounded the sofa and sat beside his partner. “And you still got the double play.”

“I did.” The tips of his ears burned. They’d seen him on the field? “I have to ask—who’s your favorite team?”

“Grizzlies,” Carson replied. “The team that took you out.”

“Ah.” Maybe, this wasn’t such a good idea. Rocke sank down in his seat. “They’re a formidable team. I wish I hadn’t gotten cocky.”

“You had to. It’s who you are.” Carson rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb. “Who was your Dom before? We noticed you took a shine to Zane.”

“Everyone here.” Rocke snorted. The harder he’d tried to please a Dom, the faster he pushed them away. “You’ve probably heard all about me. I’m difficult.”

“How so?” Jeremiah reclined on the sofa and draped his arms across the back. “Details.”

Did they want to shame him? Jesus. “I like to talk. I don’t want to be demeaned. I’m not wild about wax and shit on my body.” His voice cracked, and the fury deep within him came to a head. “I want to be tied up and fucked. Use me like the God damn media does.”

He’d lost his temper. Fuck.

He couldn’t breathe. Rocke rested his head in his hands. “Sorry. I’m good at following orders, but I tend to top from the bottom. I’m hard to control, I guess.” They’d boot him just like the others. He might as well get up and leave…once his knee decided to cooperate. He closed his eyes and focused on controlling the pain in his soul. If he pushed the searing hurt deep, it wouldn’t bother him.

“Hard to control is in the eye of the beholder.” Carson placed his hand on Rocke’s thigh. “You may be one of the more challenging subs, but it’s not a death sentence. It simply means you haven’t found the right Doms—until now.”

You Belong to Me by @meganslayer #contemporary #paranormal #menage #gay #menageromance

You Belong to Me by Megan Slayer

Battle Scarred, Book 3

Contemporary, Paranormal

M/F, M/M, M/F/M, Ménage, M/M/F, Anal Sex

Novella

Available from Megan Slayer Publications

The vampire and wolf shifter will protect Ava with their lives—because they belong together as deemed by the Sources. Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?

~~~~

The world can crumble around us, but we’ve always got each other. Always.

Ava Grant learned the hard way not to trust anyone. Trust equaled opening up to another person and allowing herself to be hurt. She’s done with pain—until she’s summoned by the Sources. Her world is thrown into upheaval. Two men can help her, if she’s willing to let them in. Will she able to open her heart to a vampire and a wolf shifter?

Joachim Stokes and Padraig O’Malley are the best of friends. The attraction between them is palpable, but there’s something missing. When they are tasked with protecting Ava, they realize they’d found what they’ve been missing—her. A bond forms between the three, but some bonds are meant to be broken. With the war heating up, her past won’t stay hidden forever.

Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?

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Excerpt:

©Megan Slayer, 2018, All Rights Reserved

“You can face me.” Padraig stayed in the doorway. “I’ll bite because I’m a vampire, but only if you allow it.” He chuckled at his horrible excuse for a joke. “Sorry.”

“Ha-ha.” Joachim stomped to his bed and then flopped face-first onto the mattress.

Padraig admired his friend’s position. He could ogle Chim’s ass all he wanted, but the pose made conversation difficult.

“We need to talk.” Padraig leaned against the bedpost of his bed. “Now.”

“Right.” Joachim rolled onto his back. “So you can tell me I’m an idiot. Well, get it out now. I can take it.”

“What are you talking about? You’re not an idiot.” Padraig sat beside Joachim. “But I could understand you better if you could at least look at me.”

“Better?” Joachim sat up and faced Padraig.

“Much, stubborn wolf.” Padraig stared. Joachim embodied the strength of the wolf, but in human form. He exuded power and sometimes patience. But looking at him, Padraig noticed the gauntness under Joachim’s eyes. “You haven’t been eating.”

“Not regularly. Nothing to hunt.” Joachim shrugged. “I’m managing.”

“Uh-huh.” Padraig glanced over at Joachim’s clenched hands. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-seven,” Joachim snapped. He leaped off the bed and then strode to the window. “I’m twenty-seven.”

Spoken like a man trying to convince himself. “Huh. I would’ve guessed you no more than twenty-three.” Padraig eased up behind Joachim without touching him. They’d fit together well—if they ever got their shit figured out. “I’m twenty-nine—well I was before I became a vampire. It dawned on me that we’d never discussed our ages before.”

“We spent most of our time hiding and being quiet. There wasn’t time to chat.”

“True.” Padraig rubbed Joachim’s shoulders. When the shifter didn’t pull away, Padraig continued touching him. “Are you done pouting?”

Joachim gasped, and then his shoulders sagged. “Yeah. I’d say what I was doing wasn’t pouting, but you’d know I wasn’t telling the truth.”

“I’m not sure why you think I’d call you an idiot. I don’t think you are. You’re a tad immature, but since I don’t know how you were raised, I can’t pass judgment.”

“Fine. I’m twenty-three.”

“I assumed as much.” Padraig suppressed his pleasure in guessing correctly.

“How?” Joachim turned around, finally facing Padraig. “No one ever questioned me.”

“You’re sulky, pouty, and not as weary of the world as some people.” Padraig curled his fingers under Joachim’s chin. The man also had a youthful glow and a light in his eyes Padraig couldn’t deny. Oh and Joachim’s smile…Padraig bit back a light moan. His smile melted Paddy’s heart.

“Oh.” Joachim didn’t pull away.

“It’s not a bad thing, being you.” Goddess, he sounded like his father. Padraig grunted. Wouldn’t dear old Dad love to know his gay son had a thing for a straight guy? Padraig swiped his thumb across Joachim’s bottom lip. “Now, about the other thing. I’m bisexual. I tend to swing more toward guys, but some women catch my fancy. Is Ava pretty? Yes. Would I take a tumble in the sheets with her if she asked? You bet. Am I trying to get her into my bed? No.”

“I knew it.” Joachim inched away from Padraig, putting space between them. “You’re not obvious, but I knew you were hot for her.”

“I’m also attracted to you.”

Between Us by @WendiZwaduk #menageromance #menage #hot #hotread #shortstory

Between Us by Wendi Zwaduk

Contemporary

M/F, M/F/M, Menage, Anal Sex

Short Story

In the Boots and Chaps and Cowboy Hats Anthology

‘Between Us’ by Wendi Zwaduk

Sometimes coming home is the best way to heal a broken heart—especially with two ranch hands involved.

Channon Kennedy planned to come home, but she never expected to find herself in the arms of the two men she’s fantasized over since high school. Back then, Shaun and Brian didn’t seem interested. Now, she’s older, wiser and has nothing to lose. If the men of her dreams want her, who is she to resist?

Shaun Maple and Brian Powell have done everything together—work at the farm, live together and love the same woman. They’ve wanted Channon since they first laid eyes on her, but circumstances beyond their control kept the threesome apart. Times have changed and so have Shaun and Brian. They’re not taking no for an answer—they want her between them for good. Can the ranch hands convince her she’s the only woman for them or will the relationship implode before it gets a chance to grow?

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EXCERPT:

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

 “Where are a couple of farm boys when I need them?” Channon Kennedy brushed her horse, Peaches, and rested her head on the side of the large animal’s neck. She liked being around the horses. She could talk to them and not have to worry about someone arguing with her. She’d done enough arguing in the last year for a lifetime.

“I don’t know how I’m going to manage,” she said. She stopped brushing the horse and looked Peaches in the eye. “I’m one person with three horses and a hundred acres. That’s a lot for one person to keep things going.”

The horse snorted, then shook her head.

“I get it. We’ll figure it out.” She sighed and surveyed the stall. According to her father’s notes, there were two farm hands living on the property. She hadn’t seen anyone, but the state of the stall said otherwise. Someone had cleaned it out recently. She’d need to shovel out the muck and add fresh straw, but it could’ve been worse.

Not knowing who lived on the farm was her own fault. She’d been at the house for three days, but had only ventured out during the last hour. Between the guilt over not being home when her father died and mourning the loss of him, she hadn’t wanted to be out in public. She grieved for the end of her relationship with her former boyfriend, Jack, too. The bastard had cheated on her and dumped her for a younger woman. She shouldn’t have been so upset. Getting rid of him should’ve been a relief, but it wasn’t. Seven years was a long time to be with someone, only to be shafted.

Channon climbed the side of the stall and sat on the wooden planks. She leaned against the divider bars between the stables. “I miss the boys the most.” She gripped the shelf along the wall. “I could use their help, yeah, but I miss their friendship. Brian and Shaun were here when no one else cared.”

Peaches shifted around and bumped her head against Channon’s side. Channon hugged the horse. “I miss them. I shouldn’t because we’re horrible when we’re together. I still remember all the times we got into trouble, but it was fun.”

A Sinful Tune by @WendiZwaduk #menage #menageromance #contemporary #erotic

A Sinful Tune by Wendi Zwaduk

From the Three’s a Charm Anthology

Short Story

Totally Bound

M/F/M, M/F, Menage, Anal Sex

Contemporary

Two hot rockers and one girl…what could go wrong?

Robbie thought when he formed his band he’d get the girls, the gigs and the money. He’s got the gigs, but the money is a little slower in coming. He’s also got more than a few secrets. He wants the band to succeed, but even more, he wants to find the one woman who can accept him—warts and all, but also with his best friend Dillon involved.

Dillon loves Robbie like a brother. Robbie’s his other half in the music world. He handles the words while Robbie writes the music for the band. But all the music in the world isn’t enough if they don’t have their perfect third—Jess. She hits all the right notes for him and Robbie. The only issue? She may not accept their love in return.

Jess has followed the band for years and worked her way up to selling their merchandise. She knows their music almost as well as they do, but doubts they’d want to be with her. She’s so unlike the other women they’ve had—she’s short, curvy and a purple-haired Goth. When Robbie and Dillon hang out with her after one of the gigs, she has a choice to make. Either head home and wonder or let go of her fears and give the two men of her dreams the chance to make her fantasies come to life.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of double penetration.

Publisher’s Note: This book has previously been released as part of the Three’s a Charm anthology with Totally Bound Publishing.

General Release Date: 22nd August 2017

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“What if we asked her out? We’ve been dancing around it forever. You want her. I do. She likes hanging out with us and she never shies away when we kiss her.” He met Robbie’s gaze. “I’m serious. What if we were the ones who took the first step?”

“And say what?” Robbie frowned. “I like her and would love to snag her between us, but what do we say? ‘Hey, babe. We’ve chosen you. How about it? Do you want to be with us?’ She’d laugh and walk out. What about saying she’d be better off with us on either side? She’d think we were going to use her. She deserves better than a couple of rock and roll wannabes.”

“Well, yeah.” Dillon snorted. “If we approach her like that, then I’d be shocked if she didn’t run away. Finesse would be good.” He rested his arm on Robbie’s shoulder. “Think about it. She’s got that Goth, funky but beautiful look to her. She’s never balked at our behavior, either. She’s a little rough, but dependable.”

“She’s a good worker, sure, but you make her sound like a set of tires.” Robbie shrugged. “I’d love to ask her out, but I’m afraid she’d turn me down. You know me and my life. I’m no good for her. Besides, if she said yes, then how can I be sure she’d consider both of us? I’m not in the mood to put myself out there only to be turned down again. I’d rather be alone.”

“We won’t know until we try.” Dillon hadn’t realized how deep Elaine’s leaving had messed with Robbie until that moment. He hadn’t thought Robbie and Elaine were going to go the distance, but he hadn’t expected her to be so rotten. He’d never heard Robbie mention being happier alone. Robbie was a relationship kind of guy. Then again, so was he. Hell, for all he knew, she could be the one. A vision of her snuggled up between them came to mind. He longed to run his fingers through her purple hair and kiss her breathless. Tingles surged through his body—the thrill of playing music mixed with his desire for Jess. Oh, shit. He only felt that way when he picked up his guitar. Yeah, it was time to speak up.

“Then why don’t we talk to her and try to figure this out…after we play music?”

A Sinful Tune by @wendizwaduk #romance #menage #contemporary @meganSlayer #three #music

‘A Sinful Tune’ by Wendi Zwaduk

From the Three’s A Charm Anthology

MFM, Ménage, Anal Sex, Double Penetration

Contemporary

From Totally Bound

Two hot rockers and one girl…what could go wrong?

Robbie thought when he formed his band he’d get the girls, the gigs and the money. He’s got the gigs, but the money is a little slower in coming. He’s also got more than a few secrets. He wants the band to succeed, but even more, he wants to find the one woman who can accept him—warts and all, but also with his best friend Dillon involved.  

Dillon loves Robbie like a brother. Robbie’s his other half in the music world. He handles the words while Robbie writes the music for the band. But all the music in the world isn’t enough if they don’t have their perfect third—Jess. She hits all the right notes for him and Robbie. The only issue? She may not accept their love in return.

Jess has followed the band for years and worked her way up to selling their merchandise. She knows their music almost as well as they do, but doubts they’d want to be with her. She’s so unlike the other women they’ve had—she’s short, curvy and a purple-haired goth.  When Robbie and Dillon hang out with her after one of the gigs, she has a choice to make. Either head home and wonder or let go of her fears and give the two men of her dreams the chance to make her fantasies come to life.

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EXCERPT:

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2017, All Rights Reserved

He kissed her before she could finish her sentence. He knew what she was about to say. She wasn’t nearly as plain or boring as she wanted to believe. The passion was real and she’d deprived herself because she’d thought she wasn’t good enough? Bullshit.

Jess balled her hands on his chest, but didn’t push him away. He swallowed her whimpers. God, he loved the way she tasted. He nibbled on her bottom lip, then slid his tongue along hers. He’d never realized how good she felt in his arms.

“I want in on this,” Dillon said. “Don’t count me out.”

Robbie broke the kiss and rested his forehead on Jessica’s. “Honey, we’re not the best men for you. God knows, I’m a mess and Dillon’s not perfect, but we want you.”

“Yes.” Dillon nipped her neck and elicited a groan from her. He wound his arms around her waist.

She leaned back against Dillon’s chest. “I don’t understand. Why now? Why me?”

“Why not?” Dillon murmured. He resumed kissing her neck.

“Because we’ve wanted this for a long time, but kept it quiet. The exes were right to worry. We’ve had our eyes on you.” Robbie knew as soon as he’d said the last bit that his words were harsher than he’d meant.

“To say you had me?” Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t pull away from Robbie or Dillon.

She wasn’t just another woman. “You make me sound horrible. Honey, you understand us,” Robbie said. He kissed her hard on the lips. “Because I’ve dreamed about you.” He’d never get enough of her.

“Me, too,” she said. She closed her eyes and threaded her fingers through his belt loops.

Robbie dragged his tongue along the seam of her mouth. He closed his hands over hers and fought the urge to strip the hoodie from her body. He wanted to see her, to experience everything about Jess.

She rubbed against him. “I want to do this. Want both of you.” She tightened her grasp on the front of his jeans. “But not here.” She stopped to kiss him. “Not at the bar.”

Of course not there. Jesus. She should be cherished and treated like a queen. A quick fuck over the table or on the edge of the stage wouldn’t be fair. He caught Dillon’s glance and nodded. Robbie brushed his nose along hers. He craved her and wanted to play music for her.

“We need you,” Dillon whispered. “Can you handle both of us?”

Tying One On by @WendiZwaduk #menage #menageromance #western #threesome #totallybound

‘Tying One On’ by Wendi Zwaduk

She’s the mistake they can’t live without.

Steve Reynolds and Ronan Boyd are happy in their relationship. They own and operate the Circle B Ranch and are very much in love. Both men dated the same woman before they began their own love story. She’s their best friend. But there’s something missing. Would the woman from their past want to be their third?

Trista Connolly knows her place with Steve and Ronan—she’s their friend. She wants to move on with her life after breaking up with her current boyfriend. But she’s still in love with Steve and Ronan. Tylerville isn’t a big city and everyone knows everyone else’s business. She keeps her horse safe at their ranch, but can she keep her heart protected as well?

Things are about to heat up and fast—times three!

Reader Advisory: This book contains voyeurism, anal sex and M/M contact. 

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EXCERPT: 

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2014

“What’s wrong, Tris?” Steve steered his horse, Lowell, closer to hers. “You’re never this quiet.”

“Nothing.” She didn’t feel like talking about Chad. She brought Melody to a stop and finally looked up. The breath wrenched from her chest.

Twinkle lights with oversized glass around the bulbs dangled from the trees. A red and white checked table cloth had been stretched out across the picnic table. A vase of white roses decorated the table.

“What’s this?” She slid out of the saddle. Trista grabbed the apple and offered it to Melody, who munched happily. “Good girl,” she murmured and patted the animal. “Good girl.”

She draped the reins around the hitching post. The guys had made sure there was plenty of fresh water in the trough for all three horses. They’d planned something—just like she’d figured.

“You’re throwing a surprise wedding?” She stared up at Ronan and Steve, who were still on their horses. The idea of serving as their maid of honor pleased her. She loved them both but she didn’t know if she could handle the emotional onslaught of a wedding. Not now.

“I believe this is called a picnic.” Ronan dismounted his horse. “It’s been a rough week. We heard about Chad.”

“And we thought you’d like a break.” Steve dismounted. He tied both his horse and Ronan’s to the hitching post. “We’re doing something nice for you.”

She winced. They knew about Chad. Great. She wrapped her arms around her body. “I see.”

“You don’t believe us.” Steve grinned. “You’d be right to suspect us. Ronan and I have a track record.”

Ronan strode past them and stopped at the picnic table. “Sit. We wanted to talk to you.”

Ah, there was the truth. They wanted to have a discussion. Normally she cherished their banter, but something about the scene was a little too romantic for her taste. The whole scene seemed like a set-up for something else.

“I’m here. Let’s talk.” She twined her fingers and allowed Steve to lead her to the table. “I don’t suppose you’re going to waste any of this romantic moment on me?”

“Actually,” Ronan said, “we want to make you our third.”