Three Hearts Beat as One (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Karen Mercury

yet they wanted to add a woman to their relationship? What, did they need a housekeeper? But a man didn’t rub the lip of a woman he wished to clean his kitchen floor. “I don’t understand, Devin. You want to break up with Chase and start dating women?”
    Devin moved even closer. In the February chill emanating from the window glass, his body heat warmed her like a wood stove. She was nearly overwhelmed by his proximity. It felt odd and arousing to be so close to a new man after so many years of Ben. Now Devin had her chin in his palm. “I’m not breaking up with Chase. We want to add a woman to enhance our pleasure, and hers. Do you have any interest in making love to two men at the same time?”
    The perversion of Devin’s suggestion was beginning to sink in. Her heart sped up at the naughtiness of his proposal. “ Oh . Two men? Honestly, it’s never occurred to me. It’s never come up. I haven’t really moved in the circles that would—”
    “Then you should consider it,” he said softly, his eyes searching hers. “I resisted the idea at first, too. I thought Chase was getting tired of me. But once I saw you in the Senegalese restaurant, I started looking at it differently. Your addition could only enhance our relationship, not detract from it. You’re witty, smart, and voluptuous.”
    Oh, dear Lord. He’s taunting my “generous” figure . “Devin, I’m not ready to date one man, much less two such…ah, athletic men. The two of you are Hell’s Delight’s sexiest men. How can one woman ever satisfy one of you, much less two?”
    Devin’s answer came swiftly. “It’s very easy, actually, if the two men have the capability of pleasuring each other as well. Not too much work on the woman’s part is required.”
    Just the mere confession that the two virile studs pleasured each other sent waves of lust coursing down Lacey’s abdomen. The two men, squeezing, pumping, stroking each other… She’d never known it was possible to actually go weak in the knees. Devin must’ve noticed, for he moved his other hand to grip her hip. “Oh, really?” she whispered feebly. “I guess I see your point. I was thinking more of a woman having to deal with two…ah, having to satisfy two men at the same time and her arm getting all tired, or her jaw getting all sore, and—”
    Maybe to stop her babbling, Devin kissed her then.
    Wow. Men who are accustomed to kissing men are even better kissers. Oh. Maybe Ben was just a lousy—
    Lacey nearly swooned as she allowed herself to be swept up in the kiss. At first his lips moved against hers respectfully, the breath from his nostrils hot against her face. Then the tip of his tongue snaked out to tickle the edges of her buck teeth, and Lacey just lost it.
    Flinging her arms around his neck, she pressed him back against the windowsill. He collapsed on it with a grunt as she practically attacked him. The next thing she knew, she was straddling his muscular thigh like a horny dog, squeezing it between hers as though she worked a Thighmaster. She pumped her pubic bone against him so rigorously she could feel the moisture seep not only through her panties but through the satin of her dress.
    They kissed fully, deeply now, their tongues intertwining. Devin drank her down, his fingers sunk deep in her hair, massaging her scalp. His other hand ventured up her ribcage to cup one of her large tits, and she could tell by his body heat that her nipple very nearly popped out the bodice of her gold dress. She wriggled like a fish on a hook, thoroughly reveling in the taste and feel of this strapping, potent man.
    Ben Pearson had not felt or tasted this good even on his best days.
    She was nearly overcome with heat.
    In fact, it was Devin who pulled away a few inches, panting against her face. “Lacey.” He smoothed some hair strands out of her eye. “You’ve got me so hot I’m about to shoot in my pants. But we should wait for Chase. I don’t know how this works, having never