Re-released in a second edition with a prologue and three new chapters.
Two cowboys looking for love…
Jack Barnes and Sam Fleetwood met in foster care. Over the years, they’ve become best friends and partners. They share a business as cattle ranchers and a house. There’s only one thing missing: a woman to share. The men are sure they’ve found that woman when Abigail Moore arrives in their small town, Willow Fork, TX.
A woman trying to find her place in the world…
Abby left her hometown twenty years before under a cloud of scandal. She’s raised a daughter, forged a new life for herself, and is ready for the next phase when she meets the handsome cowboys.
One small town that’s ready to explode…
They’re a dream come true—Jack is the sexy Dom, and Sam the playful lover. It’s everything she’s ever fantasized about. There’s only one problem. She’s still not welcome in Willow Fork, and someone is willing to kill to keep her away.
In Greek Mythology, a siren was a dangerous creature, one who lured nearby sailors with her enchanting music and voice, shipwrecking them and eventually killing them. According to Willow Fork, Texas’ town matriarch that’s exactly who Abigail Moore is and the reason she ran Abby out of town all those years ago.
But Abby is not the same person she was when she was 15 years old, so when she heads back to her hometown after being gone for twenty years, she refuses to allow the town’s gossip to pierce her heart and thankfully, she doesn’t have to go it alone; she finds herself between two incredibly strong and fierce men who will do whatever it takes to claim the beautiful Abigail and protect her at all costs.
I’m no stranger to ménage romance stories, but I haven’t read any for awhile, so I forgot just how decadent and mind blowing it can be to be teased, played with, and fucked by two men at the same time, and let me tell you, Sophie Oak invites readers into the threesomes play many times throughout the course of their story, and every scene is incredibly erotic and written in a way that illustrates the precision these two men have when they focus on seducing and pleasuring the woman between them.
Jack Barnes and Sam Fleetwood seem to be an unlikely duo due to their contrasting personalities, but that is the exact reason I think they work so well together as partners in their business and when it comes to the woman in their life. Sophie Oak demonstrates Jack and Sam’s differing traits throughout the story, proving Jack to be the commanding Dom Abby looks to for help and comfort and showing just how playful and soft-hearted Sam can be when it comes to the red-haired vixen who stole his heart.
Most of the town may gossip about Abby and her two men and show contempt for their lifestyle choices, but the way Sophie Oak describes these three characters proves how illogical the townspeople’s assumptions and judgments are and just how amazing Abby, Jack, and Sam are as individuals and as a unit hellbent on pleasing and protecting one another for the rest of their lives.
Small Town Siren is both sugary sweet and decadently sultry, which makes perfect sense given the two heroes’ temperaments and what they both bring to the threesome. Because of small town mob mentality as well as nefarious plots against Abby, there’s a bit of suspense in the story as well, which works just fine for the story line because it only serves to endear Abby and her two men to each other and gives them the courage to stand up to small-minded people – those ready to judge others simply because they make different choices than the ones that seem to be thought of as appropriate.
Abby, Jack, and Sam’s story is a great start to Sophie Oak’s Texas Sirens series and I’m excited to see what other Sirens Oak will create to send her sleepy little town settings upside down.
4 Poison Apples
The door to the women’s room slammed open. Abby practically jumped, ready to beg whoever was walking through to give her some privacy. Jack filled the doorway with his presence.
“You can’t come in here, Jack.” She smoothed down her uniform and swept back her hair, trying to retain as much dignity as she could.
“Why not, darlin’? I am going to admit that I’m not a man who tends to let things like social conventions keep me out of a place I really want to be in.” Jack walked right up to her. The man really wasn’t big on personal space.
Sam walked in and closed the door. He leaned with his back against it. One boot rested negligently against the painted pink door.
“Sam, tell him he can’t come into the women’s room.”
“You’re the one who chose the venue for this particular conversation, Abigail.” There was nothing vaguely resembling a joke in Jack’s voice now. Abby looked to Sam for help.
Sam shook his head. He was grinning like an idiot. “Hell no, honey. You’re gonna have to learn that when Jack gets that hard edge to his voice, he means business. Besides, I’m happy with the way things went. Thank you, baby. You made this so much easier. Jack was talking about dating you and treating you like a lady. That was gonna take forever. It’s much simpler this way.”
“What’s simpler?” Abby was unable to keep the trepidation out of her voice.
“Taking you home, taking you to bed, and showing you where you belong,” Sam replied with a wink.
“Where do I belong?” Abby couldn’t take her eyes off Jack. There was a simple smile on his face that held a wealth of arrogance. He’d been serious. He really had been playing the gentleman. Abby got the feeling she was about to get a full dose of Jack Barnes, and damned if she wasn’t looking forward to it.
“Always between me and Sam.” Jack reached out and put his hands on her shoulders, his expression intense. “Tell me you don’t want us, Abby, and I’ll walk away right now. I won’t bother you again.”
“Don’t give her ultimatums.” Sam sounded a bit desperate. “I thought we’d give her a taste before we forced her to make a decision. Baby, why don’t you let us play around a little? I promise you’ll want us.”
She looked up into Jack’s forest-green eyes. They were very serious as he stared at her. His hand came up to cup her face. He forced her to look at him and Abby felt his will. It should scare the crap out of her, but she found it amazingly sexy. This was a man who would always keep his promises, no matter what it cost him.
“She already wants us.” Jack brushed his thumb across her mouth. It was all she could do to not open her mouth and suck his thumb in. “She just needs to admit it. Can you tell me you haven’t spent the last few weeks thinking about this? Thinking about you and me and Sam coming together in bed?”
“No,” she said. Jack’s eyes flared, and she felt compelled to continue. “I have thought about it, but I’m scared.”
The time for honesty was here. She could run, and they would probably accept her decision. She could give in and enjoy the sex and walk away. Or she could ask for what she wanted. She could be brave and tell them what she needed and what she was scared of. If she did that and it all fell apart, then she would have to forgive herself. She’d learned that one of the great joys of maturing was learning how to forgive herself.
“What are you scared of?” A deep crease appeared in Sam’s forehead. He walked up to her and leaned forward. “Honey, we want to take care of you. We don’t want to hurt you.”
She felt tears pricking at the edge of her eyes. Everything in her was screaming for that to be true. She wanted them. She craved them.
“You could be lying to me. You could want to make me look bad.” She could hear her teenaged self in the statement. She felt every bit as vulnerable as she had then. The last month she’d spent with these two disparately different men had been one of the best of her life. Every evening they’d spent together over the last month had made her want them more. More than once, she’d fantasized about them sweeping into the diner and carrying her away. Lately, when things went wrong, her first thought was to call Jack. Now that her fantasy seemed to be coming true, she didn’t trust fate.
Jack’s hands came out and soothingly rubbed the back of her neck. He hadn’t stopped touching her once. “Sweetheart, why would you say something like that? Why would we want to make you look bad?”
“Because the Echols family wants me out of town.” Her heart soared when she saw the complete confusion on their faces. They couldn’t make that up.
“Are you talking about that crazy old biddy who runs the church socials?” Jack seemed to struggle to place a name with a face. “She always looks at me funny.”
“Ruby. That’s her name.” Sam frowned. “She’s real unpleasant to me. Why would we do anything for her? For that matter, why would she care that you’re in town?”
Hope swelled inside her. They really weren’t gay, and they really weren’t working for Ruby Echols. If that was true, then she had to assume they wanted her. It suddenly didn’t matter that they were in a bathroom in a public place. She couldn’t wait to feel their mouths pressed to hers. It wasn’t forever. The universe didn’t work that way, but she could have this moment. She could have a few weeks with them.
“It doesn’t matter. Kiss me.”
“Which one?” Sam asked.
Abby continued to smile, looking from gorgeous man to gorgeous man. “It doesn’t matter, but one of you should kiss me.”
Jack’s eyes never left her face. “Sam, take care of that door. We wouldn’t want anyone walking in.”
Sam cursed and bemoaned his fate, but he walked back and took his previous position.
Jack took Abby’s face in both his hands. “I’m completely crazy about you, Abigail Moore.” He leaned over and finally, after what seemed to Abby like a lifetime of wanting, pressed his mouth to hers.
Abby felt helpless against the onslaught of desire that rocketed through her as Jack took her mouth. He plundered it, his tongue gently forcing its way in and dancing strongly around hers. She held on to his lean waist for dear life as he slanted over her mouth again and again. He poured his will into her and everything inside her responded. She felt that kiss in her pussy and already she was slick and warm. Jack’s hands reached up and pulled at the band that held up her hair. He set it free and pulled back to look at the mane of auburn locks he’d unleashed.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Jack breathed almost reverently as he stroked her hair. In that moment, with Jack’s green eyes looking at her like she was some goddess he was worshipping, Abby felt gorgeous.
“Why don’t we take this home, people?” Sam’s voice was tight. Abby looked back at Sam, and his blue eyes were dark with passion.
He wanted to go home so he could join in. He wanted to have his turn. The thought should have turned her off, but all it did was get her hotter.
Jack’s lips turned up in a lazy smile. “You’ll have to forgive Sam, darlin’. He’s always so impatient. Always has been.” Jack suddenly lifted her up and set her on the counter. He looked back at his friend with great affection. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve told him that anticipation is the best part?”
Jack’s hands pushed up the skirt of her uniform.
“Anticipation is damn frustrating, Jack. And I’ve been anticipating for weeks,” Sam complained.
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.