Who wouldn’t want to escape to a beautiful island for a little fun in the sun, a lot of romance, and some sizzling nights with a couple of super hawt heroes? That’s the question that popped in my head when I came up with the idea for the first book in The Heroes of Silver Island series, Safe and SEALed with Ecstasy. If you’re familiar with my books, you’ve probably already guessed this series is a spin-off of The Heroes of Silver Springs. As a matter of fact, the heroes in Safe and SEALed with Ecstasy started out in The Heroes of Silver Springs. Navy SEALs John Cabelly and Brandon “Ace” McCormick made their cameo appearances in Stormy Nights and later in Taken By Surprise, books 3 and 7 of The Heroes of Silver Springs. However, being the alpha males they are, they refused to tell their story until I allowed them to launch a new series.
I would like to invite you to set sail to Silver Island, where ménage isn’t a dream, it’s reality. Have a swim in the ocean, soak up a few rays, and then swing by Ménage A Drink for a cold one. You might want to venture into Divine Playthings on your way to your rented cottage for some toys to steam up your night. And, while your making your way around, say hello to the islanders who are eagerly waiting to meet you. Each one will you telling you their story very soon in The Heroes of Silver Island series.
As a senator’s daughter, Lara Hampton uses her influence to stand up for her beliefs, even when they land her in danger. Her latest venture brings her to Silver Island where she comes face-to-face with two SEALs who rescued her before and left her dreaming of sizzling nights with them since.
Brandon “Ace” McCormick never got Lara out of his head. When he finds out she’s on Silver Island, he knows it’s time to make his move. The trouble is, his best friend wants her, too.
Once a SEAL, always a SEAL, but John is Sheriff of Silver Island now and he’s been trained to protect by the best. He’s willing to fight for Lara, or Ace can accept the norm of Silver Island and share. But a stalker is after her. When he gets on the island they must protect her or sharing won’t be an option.
She wound her arms around John’s neck as he angled his head, taking the kiss deeper. She tasted herself on his lips and tongue, a salty-sweet remnant of the pleasure he’d just shown her.
He rested his forehead against hers as he slowly broke the kiss and gazed into her eyes. “How are you feeling?”
She smiled. “If you’re really asking whether or not I liked that, all I can say is that better not be the last time you do that.”
He grinned. “It won’t be, but I really do want to know how you’re feeling.”
He lifted a brow when she trailed off. “Except?”
“I’m ready for more.”
His grin widened. “That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” He pushed himself off of her and slid off the edge of the chair as he got to his feet. She saw his gaze slice past her to Brandon, watched as an unspoken communication seemed to pass between them, and then felt Brandon start to shift behind her.
“Does that mean you’re ready for me?”
She sat up straight and turned as far as she could to look at him. He’d been so patient while John went down on her. He’d held her, stroked her breasts, and planted tender kisses on the side of her neck as John ate her pussy. He definitely deserved some time of his own.
She reached a hand around him to cup his nape and brushed her lips to his. “I’m more than ready for you. M—fuck me, Brandon. Please.” She nearly said make love to me, but that wasn’t what they were doing, was it? Brandon had told her he was crazy about her. John had used the word nuts which was basically the same thing in her dictionary. She didn’t know of a calculator around that would compute crazy plus nuts and display the end result as being love.
So, you’re not in love with them. What difference does it make?
But she could be. As she gazed into Brandon’s intense hazel eyes, darker than normal with his arousal, she knew if she weren’t careful with her heart, she’d fall head over heels in love with both him and John.
“Can you stand?”
John’s question drew her attention back to him. She opened her mouth to answer, but the only sound that came out was a resounding, “Oh, wow.”
He’d stripped. Her lips formed an O of pure female appreciation as her gaze fell from his face, down his sleek muscular torso, and settled on his cock. Her mouth watered and she had to close it to swallow as she found herself unable to tear her attention away from his long, thick dick stretching up his body and nearly reaching his navel. Her mouth simply refused to stop watering as her taste buds exploded with the desire to feast on his cock as he’d done to her pussy.
“Lara,” he said, his tone patient and vibrating with amusement. “Can you stand, sweetheart?”
“I was about to tell you I think so before I saw…” She trailed off as she finally managed to wrench her gaze from his impressive cock and bring her attention back to his face. She gulped and made a face. “Well, before I saw you were naked. Now, I’m not so sure.”
The corner of his lips twitched. “Why don’t you try so Brandon can get naked for you, too?”
That got her moving. Her ass and lower back had been pressed against Brandon’s cock enough she already knew he had to have one hell of an impressive package. With the chance to finally see it upon her, no way would she waste another second.
She scooted to the end of the lounge chair and took John’s offered hands as she got to her feet. She heard Brandon shuffling behind her and let go of John, needing to see Brandon, wanting to watch him as he undressed.
He swung one leg over the chair to join the other as he stood and turned to face her. With his gaze locked on her face, he unfastened his shorts and pushed them along with his boxer briefs down his powerful legs.
Lara remembered thinking once that dynamite came in small packages when she’d realized how short Brandon was for a man. His package, however, was definitely not small. Her pussy clenched in a combination of eager anticipation and fear as it begged to feel his cock inside. His dick stretched impossibly long and hard, resting against his gut as John’s was, but Brandon’s did reach his navel. It was thicker, too. So much so she found herself wondering if it would even fit inside her. The slight curve to the bulbous head of his cock mesmerized her. She’d only been with a few men in her life, but she’d never seen a dick shaped quite like his.
Brandon walked slowly around the chair and drew her into his arms. The feel of his solid body pressed to hers without the barrier of any clothing pulled a soft sigh from her lips. He stared at her for a long moment, a world of emotions she couldn’t begin to define swirling in his eyes, and then he kissed her.
Like every other kiss she’d shared with this man, it was tender, sweet, and filled her mind with ideas she didn’t want to contemplate right now. Those ideas, things like how quickly she could already feel herself falling for him and how she prayed tonight wouldn’t be her only night with him, doubled and intensified when she felt the heat of John’s body press against her back.
Brandon slowly broke the kiss as John’s arms came around her, too. The feel of them behind and in front of her, the sensation of being sandwiched between the solid walls of their bodies, surrounded her with an ecstasy that left her breathless.
Lara saw Brandon’s gaze meet John’s and watched as a look of true contentment overtook his expression. He made a sound that might have been a half laugh and shook his head once.
“I guess there’s no denying it.”
Lara angled her head as she studied him. He’d said the words as if he were talking more to himself than her or John. She felt John bend slightly behind her as he nuzzled his face against the side of her neck.
“Not when it feels like this, man.”
Lara didn’t know what they were talking about and started to ask, but Brandon’s hands slid down between her body and John’s, cupped her ass cheeks, and squeezed.
“Have I told you what a sexy ass you’ve got?”
His question surprised a laugh out of her. “No, I think you’ve failed to mention it.”
His lips stretched in a slow smile. “Well, I’m telling you now. It feels as perfect as it looks, too.”
Lara drew her brows together at the warning sound in John’s tone.
“She’s not ready yet.”
“I know. I’ll save that for another time.”
Lara struggled to make sense of their conversation. Not ready for what? Save what for another time?
Another time? At least she now knew they weren’t intending on this being a one-night stand. But what were they already planning for next time?
Her mind reeled with the possibilities, but before she could latch onto any particular one, Brandon’s hands released her butt cheeks and moved to her waist. She saw him glance to his right and nod once as if he’d made some sort of decision before he returned his focus to her.
“Come with me, love.” He laced his fingers with hers as he led her to the table and pushed a chair aside with his free hand. He turned her in his arm, never letting go of her hand, and pulled her back against him. “I want to take you from behind. Is that okay with you?”
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