Mikayla [Orchidea: Love on the Bayou 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

been good enough for him. Would she be good enough for four men? Four men that could have their choice of any woman in the world they wanted? Her heart sank along with her confidence.
    “Mikayla, we’d like to discuss a few things with you,” Pierre said. Douglas lifted her up then patted the seat next to him for her to take.
    How was she going to keep her hands off of him? You made your decision. No sex tonight. Now be good and suck it up.
    “First I think we should explain what our intentions are and why we want to explore a mutual relationship and share one woman,” Pierre continued, and she felt an ache in her belly. He was so serious. God, he was a disciplinary man she could tell. What would his demands be in bed? She wondered as she recalled some of the things Justin had wanted her to do before he left her. She often wondered if she had allowed him to do those things, if he would have stayed with her.
    God, why do I keep thinking about that asshole?
    “It’s obvious that we’re attracted to you. We’re ready to explore that option if you are. Before you make a decision, know that we’ve talked about this between us. We all have very busy professions and feel that a relationship with a woman should show commitment and dedication. We want to ensure you that you’ll never be alone. There’ll always be one of us taking you out or spending time with you, and sometimes there’ll be more than one of us, and other times we’ll all be together with you.”
    She swallowed the lump in her throat. He was being kind of businesslike, and it gave her an uneasy feeling. But staring at each of them she knew that she wanted to give this a try. It would be good for her and would put Justin and her broken heart behind her. Or it could make her life even worse. Looking at them she couldn’t help but notice that they were individually perfect specimens of men. How could she keep them interested in her? She couldn’t keep Justin interested for long either.
    “Mikayla, what’s wrong?” Michael asked.
    She stood up and took a deep breath.
    “You sound like you’re making a business deal. I don’t want to be a business deal. If this doesn’t work, you guys get to move on with your lives, I’ll be…” She didn’t know how to complete that sentence. The words “used,” “heartbroken,” and “ruined for any other man ever again” crossed her mind.
    In a flash Pierre was in front of her. His expression of determination and purpose exploded from his eyes. He placed his hands against her cheeks and stared into her eyes.
    “This is no business deal.”
    Then he kissed her, hard on the mouth, letting her know exactly just how much he was interested in her.
    She held on for dear life as his hands explored her body while his kiss spoke in volumes. His tongue was merciless, the feel of his hands running along her spine and then her ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading her flesh against his erection, had her weak in the knees. How could his kiss alone and the feel of being in his arms break down her defenses so easily? She wanted him, and she was ready to throw everything to the wind and take him right here, right now.
    The kiss lasted a few minutes when finally he held her around the waist as he hoisted her up against him and slowly pulled his lips from her own. He didn’t stop there though. He trailed soft, sporadic kisses along her neck then whispered in her ear.
    “You are an exceptional woman and not a meaningless fuck. Remember that because we are going to get to know one another very well.” Her heart pounded in her chest at the intensity of his words as he nipped her earlobe before slowly setting her feet back onto the carpeting and bringing her back to earth.
    It took her a few moments to gather her wits about her and not be utterly embarrassed or offended by the smiles on the surrounding faces.
    “You’re going to have to trust us, Mikayla. You can’t hold anything back. We need to know that you can be trusted