Series: No Holds Barred #1
Published by Chained Hearts Publishing on August 22, 2017
Genres: Erotic Romance, Ménage
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Things to do on a Saturday night:
Watch National Geographic on TV? Check.
Sexy times with lover and best friend Ethan Hunter? Check.
Going to a party with other best friend Shelli Madison?
Not if he can help it.
But Adrian Greene doesn’t have a choice, as he’s not the kind of man to bail on his best friend when she needs him. Having Ethan at the same party is his only consolation until a mistletoe-induced kiss with Shelli heats his blood, sends his fantasies rioting and hardens his…body.
And when Ethan expresses the same interest in Shelli? Things get a helluva lot more interesting.
Wicked shenanigans, seduction maneuvers and naked times ensue as the men think up creative ways to tempt their best friend into something more…all without destroying their friendship.
Tempting their best friend has never been so sweet…or delicious.
Tempting Their Best Friend is a sexy and hot bisexual ménage romance with explicitMM, MFM and MMF scenes among best friends. There’s also a guaranteed HEA ending! Though it’s the first in the series, it can be read as a standalone.
“Would you guys like some coffee?”
They exchanged a glance before Adrian answered, “No. We thought we’d go ahead with the game.”
She had forgotten about it. “Okay, what is it?” She wiped her hands on a towel. “I think I prefer some mindless game right now. My brain needs a rest from work.”
“Well, it is mindless,” Ethan answered dryly. “Though there may be some physical activity involved.” At her questioning look, he said, “Chutes and Ladders.”
“Great, nothing more strenuous than rolling the die and moving my token. You’re on.”
“Wait.” Adrian caught her arm just as she was about to leave the kitchen.
She looked at him questioningly.
“It’s…um…a heavily revised Chutes and Ladders—”
“Revised?” She frowned and looked at him skeptically. “I wasn’t aware there was a revised edition.”
“Would you know more than Ethan?” Collecting board games was Ethan’s crazy hobby, or crazy Ethan’s hobby. Whatever. The man was nuts about them. He had every one that came out on the market.
“No,” she had to admit reluctantly.
“Now, where was I?” Curioser and curioser. It was not like Adrian to lose a thought and he was more nervous than he appeared. In fact, the hand holding her own was trembling. She frowned and looked closer at him. His green eyes, so direct, skittered away. “We’re, uh, we’re giving you the option of looking at the game board first before you decide whether you want to play it or not. But once you’re in the game, you have to play it to the finish. That’s the rule. Okay?”
She nodded. “Let’s go to the living room now, shall we?”
Ethan spoke from beside them. “I, uh, placed the board game in your room when you were in the kitchen getting dinner ready. Why don’t we just go there to, uh, save time?”
Save time? What are they talking about?
She opened her mouth but before she could speak, Adrian ushered her up the stairs and overrode her protests. “Good idea.”
They entered her bedroom, with Ethan on their heels. “Okay, where’s the board game?” she asked irritably.
Ethan went to the right side where her wardrobe was located, where she now saw a plastic bag leaning against it. He reached down and withdrew a thin, rectangular box. He took away the top and removed the board from the box. He held it in his hands for awhile, then glanced at Adrian, as if to gather strength and encouragement.
Shelli had never seen such trepidation and breathless anticipation in a man as Ethan handed over the precious game board. It made her own heart beat in triple rhythm as she received it from his hands.
Taking a deep breath, she started to open it, when Adrian shut it with a loud bang. She jumped. “I forgot to say something. Whatever you’ll see in there, Shell, whatever your decision, please promise you won’t let it affect our friendship.”
Disappointment and a certain bittersweet finality weighed like a huge stone in her stomach. She was so right to choose their friendship over lust. Adrian’s words practically confirmed it.
She nodded blindly. Whatever she found on the game board, surely it wouldn’t be worse than the painful certainty that her lust for them was never going to be requited.
Adrian took his hand away and moved to stand beside Ethan. If she wasn’t mistaken, the two of them seemed to be holding their breaths expectantly.
She opened the game board. She stared at the boxes, at the elegantly drawn ladders but she didn’t see anything.
Ethan cleared his throat. “Uh, that’s our version.”
“Your version?” She frowned up at him.
“The messages. We revised the messages in the boxes and for those boxes originally without text, we added one.”
She looked down with effort, knowing now the reason for their anxiety. They must’ve wanted her opinion as a game player on how the revised game would be received in the market. Perhaps Ethan was even thinking of quitting his job and going into designing board games but she was a little bit hurt that he hadn’t seen fit to share the process with her.
Now that he mentioned it, she noticed slivers of paper taped on each of the squares. She read the messages on a few without them penetrating her brain. When some sort of meaning trickled through, she stopped, held her breath and started again from the first square.
French kiss the person to your right.
Do a bellydance while taking off all your clothes.
Go down on the person to your left.
The whole damn board was replete with erotic suggestions and each command was heating her up more and more. She couldn’t stop the pictures from flashing—her going down on Ethan, Adrian going down on her, the three of them locked in a threesome and exploding with the force of their orgasms.
Lust On Camera by Sienna Matthews, Madison Blake
Series: No Holds Barred #2
Published by Chained Hearts Publishing on September 22, 2017
Genres: Erotic Romance, Ménage
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Lindsey Palmer is ecstatic when husband Brent finally agrees to open their relationship to another man--his best friend, Rory Chandler. However, Brent has a secret he's keeping from his wife, a secret that could complicate everything, maybe even devastate their marriage. Not to mention his real reason for the upcoming threesome...
Secrets abound in this relationship that's an explosion waiting to happen. Meanwhile, Rory struggles with his tragic past and the uncertainty of adding another dimension to his friendship with the couple. He determines to move the pace of their new relationship according to his own terms (read: slow), but all things comes to a head when desire and lust collide in front of the camera...
Lust on Camera is a sexy and hot bisexual ménage romance with explicit MM, MFM and MMF scenes among best friends. There's also some voyeurism, public sex exhibition, and a guaranteed HEA ending! Though it's the second in the series, it can be read as a standalone.
“Honey, how would you like to fulfill your deepest, most secret, most wicked fantasy?”
On hearing this, though languor was stealing into her bones, Lindsey jerked to a sitting position, her eyes alight with excitement. “Threesome?”
Brent laughed. “I guess that answers my question. To answer yours, yes.”
Though she wanted to know who, she asked “why” instead. “I mean, why now, at this time? I told you my fantasy about…five years ago, I think, soon after our marriage.”
Brent had opened up the topic, and Lindsey had shared her own version of a threesome. Brent’s had involved two women, while Lindsey’s two men. Though she had been open to the idea of another woman joining their marriage bed once in a while, Brent had never acted on it. And now, he wanted to fulfill hers?
“Because it’s time,” he answered simply, running his hand up and down her arm. “Because I wasn’t ready then but I am now.”
Her heart melted; there was a ring of truth in that statement. “Oh, Brent.” She bent and sealed her lips to his in a tender kiss that soon burned the air between them. Their kiss wild and passionate, their bodies strained against one another as they devoured each other, as though they hadn’t just had sex.
Sex had always been good for them and it was going to get even better.
Yet, she sensed something more, something Brent wasn’t telling her. Five years of marriage had honed her “spidey” sense where her husband was concerned. Or perhaps, it was just that she knew him better now.
“Are you sure?” she asked once they broke apart.
A quizzical expression entered his face. “Didn’t I bring the topic up tonight? I wouldn’t if I still have reservations.”
She let it go. Brent would tell her–or she’d discover it herself–when the time came. She snuggled against him in contentment. “Who?”
Because she was plastered against him, she noted the sudden tension that pervaded his body. Which was forgotten on the heels of his revelation.
“I thought…Rory.” Before she could get over her stunned surprise at the answer, he asked anxiously, “Do you mind that he’s my best friend, sweetie? He’s the only man that I’d trust with my life and you. I still remember how dewy-eyed you got when I introduced the two of you six years ago, that’s why I thought he’d be appropriate. You still got that crush on him?”
Tonight was evidently a night of surprises, because Lindsey felt she’d been punched in the chest again. She thought she’d hidden her attraction to Rory quite well but it seemed she’d underestimated Brent’s eagle eyes. She lifted her head and stared at him, wide-eyed. “You’re not jealous?”
A burst of laughter escaped him. “Why should I? I remember you couldn’t keep your eyes off me too. Oh, and your hands were always all over my body. Then, you married me, didn’t you?”
“Hmmm.” She made silly faces at him but what he’d said was true. Though Rory had caught her eye with his all-American good looks and hot body, his disinterest had turned her off and enabled her to maintain a platonic friendship with him. She remembered the glacial chill in his blue eyes that first time he’d looked at her, a cold front that had cooled her attraction. Over the years, this chill had thawed and the warmth of their friendship now filled his eyes. Due to the frequency of their interactions, he was also more at ease with her and treated her with the same teasing affection that he showered on Brent. Speaking of which… “Brent, you’re forgetting something. Rory’s not interested in women!”
Sex Symphony by Sienna Matthews, Madison Blake
Series: No Holds Barred #3
Published by Chained Hearts Publishing on November 3, 2017
Genres: Erotic Romance, Ménage
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One violin to rule them all…
Kyle Montgomery hasn't set foot in the city in five years, and he would've left immediately after fulfilling his tour obligations were it not for his need to find the one woman who was the other half--third?--of his soul. Risking all, even the past that threatens to rear its ugly head, he resolves to find and convince her, never guessing that an obstacle in the form of his lover lay in his path.
Still grieving and drowning in guilt, Chelsea White is shocked to discover she's attracted to two virile and powerful men--world-renowned concert violinist Kyle Montgomery and his lover, brilliant composer Grant Thornton. Try as she might to resist, she's no match for the enticing lure of the magical violin (and the equally compelling men) and surrenders herself to a pleasure-filled night of sin and debauchery.
Bound by the magic that flows from the violin, the three are inexorably drawn to one another to assuage their deepest needs. But when the notes fade away, who will be left to play the symphony?
Sex Symphony is a sexy and hot bisexual ménage contemporary romance with explicit MM, MFM and MMF scenes and a slight touch of the paranormal. There's also a guaranteed HEA ending! Though it's the third in the series, it can be read as a standalone.
The closed door shut out the cacophony of shouts from reporters and rabid fans.
Running a hand through his hair, Kyle Montgomery eased his body onto the soft cushions of the sofa in his hotel suite and breathed a huge sigh of relief. He rolled his head back onto the headrest and closed his eyes.
Thank God for his personal team of bodyguards and the hotel’s security people. He didn’t know how he would’ve been able to escape unscathed otherwise. He certainly hadn’t expected the crush of people to turn up at the press conference. After all, he was a concert violinist, not some punk singer or boy band. Who’d have thought teenage girls would go for classical music? Certainly not him.
The soft shuffling of feet warned him that someone approached.
“Tired?” Firm, masculine fingers dug into the knotted muscles of his shoulders. Even through his shirt, he could already feel the tension lessening as Grant worked his magic hands on his body.
“Remind me to tell my secretary not to schedule a press conference right before the performance. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I agreed to this one.” Kyle sighed in bliss and rolled his head forward to allow Grant more access to the knotted muscles on his shoulders.
“I noticed you’ve not been yourself since we arrived last night.”
It didn’t surprise Kyle that Grant was aware of his edginess. His lover was a very observant person, when not engrossed in his music. “I don’t understand it either. No matter what I do, there’s this low buzz of nervous energy running through me in a never-ending cycle. At first, I thought it was just nerves for the performance tonight but I think it’s more than that—”
Grant’s hands stilled where they cupped the sides of his neck. “Maybe because you’re home—”
“Home is where you are,” Kyle interrupted harshly.
“You know what I mean,” Grant said in a quiet voice.
“I’ve been back in L.A. before—”
“Playing at No Holds Barred is hardly secret—”
“There’s a difference between performing at a club versus a well-publicized concert, the latter being your family is sure to hear about it—”
Damn. The tension flowed back into Kyle’s body, making previously tense muscles even tenser.
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