Blurb
Iris Gibbs comes to Lusty to visit her best friend, and discovers why she’s never felt at home in her own skin. Then Tamara thrusts her toward two Kendalls who are Doms. Rich and Donny know Iris is the perfect little subbie for them. It’s just a matter of getting her to say, “yes, Sir!”
Iris thinks some of the things she’s read about are definitely not for her—and then she goes with Rich
and Donny to the Lyon’s Den, a private club where practically anything goes. Instead of being repulsed by what she sees, she’s intrigued.
The men know Iris has a few issues to work through before she’s ready to trust them completely. They take small steps to that end, encouraged when Iris not only begins to share her inner-most insecurities, but her trust. And then Rich stumbles onto a sex-slave ring, and time for their happy ending might just be running out.
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Excerpt
“Are we ready, then?” Morgan came into the
kitchen with Hunter cradled in one arm against his chest, his car seat in his
other hand. Henry was right behind him with Cathy and her seat.
One of the reasons Iris had accepted Tam’s
invitation to come and stay for a few weeks was to help her friend with those
adorable newborn twins. But Tam hadn’t really needed her for that. She had
never seen two men so devoted to being dads. In fact, the two of them pretty
much embodied everything she’d imagined her own father had been.
“We are, now that I’ve finally convinced Iris
that her presence at the party would be welcome.”
“Not just welcome, but necessary,” Henry
said.
“If you stayed back,” Morgan said, “then
Mother would blame us for having said something to offend you.” The man
actually had the acting ability to shiver, backing that statement up.
Or maybe it wasn’t acting. Iris had already
observed that not only did Samantha’s husbands and sons adore her, they
honestly respected her and even feared her a little, too. Pleasing her was
apparently one of their top priorities.
It actually took more time to get the babies
in their car seats and the seats into the vehicle than it took to drive to
Lusty Appetites.
“The Town Trust hosts parties here at
Kelsey’s all the time,” Tam said. “We have engagement parties, welcome parties
for babies, and, in this case, a welcome party for two cousins who’ve relocated
from New York.”
“So, they’ve never actually lived here in
Lusty before?”
“No. Rich and Donny are brothers, sons of one
of the dad’s half-brothers.” Henry took a moment to make sure that Cathy was
covered sufficiently with her light blanket. The little girl, just three months
old, looked up at her daddy with what Iris thought were adoring eyes. “Two of
their cousins arrived last year, and are settled in here. Now all three of the
dad’s triplet half-brothers have sons living in Lusty.”
“Wait. Your dads, who are triplets, have
triplet half-brothers?”
“Before our grandfathers met and fell in love
with Grandmother Miranda,” Morgan said, “they were in Virginia, both of them
commissioned naval officers. This was during the time leading up to the second
World War. There, they met and fell in love with a woman from New York named
Judith Merrick. At the end of the summer, Judith returned home. Our
grandfathers tried to get in touch with her, but their letters were returned—it
was clear she’d considered their interlude together only that, an interlude.”
“And she never told them she was pregnant?”
“No, not until her sons were grown, and she
discovered she was dying. She wrote a letter to our grandfathers, to be
delivered after her passing. That was actually the same year that our mother
took a wrong turn that turned out to be a right turn and ended up here in
Lusty.” Henry said. “Eventually Judith’s sons came here to meet their
fathers—and their half-brothers. We’ve been family ever since.”
“What an incredible story. How did your
grandmother Miranda feel about that?”
“Grandmother Miranda welcomed them,” Morgan
said. “She told them she knew she’d never replace their mother, but that she
was there for them if they ever needed her. Our uncles took the name
Kendall—which they each bore as a middle name—as their surnames. They’d never
liked their adoptive step-father, who’d turned out to be a criminal. All this
happened before we were born, of course. We simply grew up with cousins who
didn’t live in Lusty.”
Iris thought she’d known everything there was
to know about this small Texas town with the unusual and yet appropriate name.
She’d been through the museum twice, fascinated both times by the vivid saga
told there. Clearly there was much more to learn about this fascinating family.
The restaurant was crowded, but people
weren’t just sitting at the tables. They were mingling, talking, and laughing.
Music played, and above a large buffet service, a sign read “Welcome home, Rich
and Donny!”
“Come on, since you haven’t met them yet,
I’ll introduce you.”
Iris didn’t get a chance to demur. Tam just
grabbed her hand and plunged them both into the crowd. Iris followed in her
wake, not the least bit surprised that the throng parted for her diminutive
friend. Then the dynamo came to a sudden stop, and Iris nearly plowed into her
from behind. The next thing she knew, Tam spun them around so that Iris was in
front, with Tam’s very strong hands on her shoulders.
“I’ve got just the woman for you! Rich,
Donny, this is my best friend, Iris Gibbs. Iris, meet two Doctors Kendall. Rich
has a PhD in literature, and he’s a teacher.” Tamara pointed to a man with
reddish-blond hair and blue eyes. The slight beard made him look scholarly.
Then she pointed to the other man who didn’t look much like his brother at all.
He had dark hair that maybe could have used a trim, and eyes a slightly lighter
shade of blue than Rich’s were. Iris blinked, wondering what the odds were that
they all three of them should have blue eyes. Then Tam’s words pulled her back
to the moment. “Donny’s degree is in
Veterinary medicine. He’s opening a clinic right here in Lusty and needs a
certified veterinary assistant. Donny, Iris worked for nearly ten years for Doc
Murdock over San Marcos way, before he retired. That was a couple of months
ago, and Iris has been looking for a new job ever since.”
Iris just managed to snap her mouth closed so
she didn’t look like a fish sucking in plankton. Tamara had spoken each word as
if there’d been a timer on her and she needed to get it all said fast. That
part wasn’t unusual, as she’d heard her friend do that before.
What had her gaping wasn’t even the fact that
here before her stood a Veterinarian in need of an assistant. No, what had her
in shock was the fact that the two men standing before her looked like Greek
gods. Tall, handsome, virile Adonis’s who should have a
goddess each on their arms. Or, since this was Lusty, and least one beautiful
buxom goddess between them.
I
really wish Tamara had let me know I was going to be facing a possible employer. True, Iris didn’t do fancy dress or tons of
makeup, and beautifully buxom would never be a phrase used to describe her. But
still.
Tamara drew in a deep breath. “If you ask me,
this is a match made in heaven!”
“Or at least one made in Lusty.”
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