Sextreme Romance! Lady of the Lair


If you’re a fan of sextreme romance, and enjoy m/f/m as well as m/m, hang on to your thongs because Lady of the Lair will not only shock you, but leave you begging for more!

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[Ménage Amour: Erotic Fantasy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, with

Mating with an Alter-Female is incredible, but Dillon discovers Isis is
next in line to rule the Community, and to do so, she needs a second
mate and an heir.

When he discovers Rory is her other genetic mate, he’s already
changing into an Alter-Male and there’s no returning Topside until
he assimilates. Only there’s one problem: Sareenah, the Lady of the
Lair and Isis’ aunt, has determined Dillon is also her second mate.
Sareenah imprisons Rory and gives Isis to Fanes, who doesn’t care
how he gets Isis back as long as he keeps her.

Dillon must appease Sareenah, or watch Isis suffer. When Rory is blamed
for murder, Dillon saves Isis, and together, they must find Rory and
prove his innocence, but at what price? Will the threesome love one
another again or be thwarted and face Ore, the lava demon?

“You two know one another?” Dillon asked. Jealousy nipped at
him. The thought of another guy homing in on his territory didn’t
sit well with him, but he sensed something from Isis, too. Did she have
a thing for the guide? Was she using him to make the guy jealous?
Whatever the case, the dude seemed too familiar with Isis. He steeled
himself for the competition he feared was coming.

“Me and my spelunking group chart the cavern system for the park, so
I’ve gotten to know Rory rather well.” Excitement gleamed in her
eyes. “Are you ready to go in? I can’t wait to show you the

He glowered at Rory. “Isn’t he going with us?”

She laughed, the sound echoing in the far regions of the entrance.
“He’ll check on us later, especially if we’re late coming
out, but Rory is confident in my abilities as a guide.” She patted
his arm. “It’s okay, Dillon. I know what I’m doing.”

Relieved he wouldn’t be bothered by the guy, Dillon relaxed.
“But we didn’t bring any gear.”

She favored him with a patient expression. “Stop worrying. We’re
not going anywhere dangerous or uncharted.”

Rory grinned, and Dillon fought the sudden urge to wipe the smile off
the guy’s face. Slugging the jerk wasn’t the best of ideas. He
had to play it cool around Isis.

“You’re in very capable hands, dude,” Rory said. “Isis
has been doing this a long, long time. She and her spelunker friends
have been very useful to the park.”

“Okay.” Glad to be rid of him, Dillon took his date’s hand,
following her down the stone corridor. “I’m game.”

They progressed quietly, the only sounds their breathing and the crunch
of their boots on the sandy path. Lights anchored to the ceiling and
high on the granite walls offered Dillon little comfort. Something
tickled the back of his mind, as if a spider had crept into one of his
ears and up into his brain. He passed it off as a bit of claustrophobia
and the unease of being in a strange environment. The aroma of dampness
and dust invaded his nose. He sneezed twice and shook off his
discomfort, but he couldn’t shake off his unease about Isis and

“How far are we going?” he asked, trying to keep his gaze off of
Isis’s round ass. He attempted to concentrate on the minerals
twinkling in the smooth passage walls, but his attention kept straying
to her butt.

“Just to the first small cavern.” Isis’s long, curly
ponytail swung to and fro in front of him. “Next time we’ll plan
for some serious spelunking.”

They descended farther into the bowels of the earth. The cool, damp air
increased, the temperature dropped, and the aroma of moisture and wet
minerals grew more prevalent. Stalactites and stalagmites glittered in
pointed columns of bizarre beauty and composed a dimension of dreamscape
proportions. Dillon thought of the Greek underworld and shivered.

I’ll shit a brick if we round a bend and run into Hades himself.

Isis paused and turned to look at Dillon. “Need to rest?”

“Yeah, if you don’t mind.” He sneezed again. “It’s
getting sort of difficult to breathe.”

“Are you claustrophobic?”

“Never have been before, but, then, I’ve never been in a place
like this before, either.”

Isis sat on a large stone jutting from the wall. She patted the spot
next to her. The lights strung along the center of the passage ceiling
glinted on her hair. Dillon liked the way it looked as if someone
threaded her locks with glistening strands of red and gold.

“Sit and relax,” she suggested and smiled, the expression soft,

The moment Dillon caught the mischievous gleam in Isis’s eyes,
thoughts of the encroaching walls and millions of pounds of crushing
earth above him fled his brain. He knew he shouldn’t have allowed
himself to fall for the woman so quickly, but he had. Isis was all he
could think about. He dreamed about her at night, pined for her when she
was away, and couldn’t stand to leave her side when they were
together. Not only beautiful, Isis also possessed a keen intellect that
intrigued him. Her allure was beyond intoxicating. It was addictive.

Thoughts of her lips caressing his cock filtered across his mind’s
eye. He grew hard. Oh, how he wanted her, how he’d been patient the
last two weeks. For the thousandth time, he imagined what it would be
like to fondle her large breasts as his rod sank into her hot, silky
center. He wanted her as his woman. The idea of introducing her to all
his friends and family as his girlfriend or live-in tantalized him. What
would it be like to wake up to her naked body entwined with his, her
first smile of the day reserved only for him?
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