Table Of ContentTwin Pleasures
When Donavan and Chase come upon Liana undressing, they are
overcome with lust and realize that she is the woman of their
dreams. Liana is strong and passionate, with just the right amount
of submission to balance out two such dominating men, but will
her strength be enough to overcome their past? All her inhibitions
crumble in the face of such passion, and the only course left to her
is surrender.
Terror is lurking around every corner, as dark forces try to keep
these three lovers apart. When Donavan and Chase realize what
could be lost, they tighten their defenses and will go to any length
to protect what is theirs.
Genre: Contemporary
Length: 40,317 words
TWIN PLEASURES
Suzanne Thomas
MENAGE AMOUR
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DEDICATION
Thanks Mom for letting me dream and read all those great romance
books.
TWIN PLEASURES
SUZANNE THOMAS
Copyright © 2010
Chapter 1
The chilly breeze filtered into the Ford Dually’s cabin through the
slight crack in the window. The wind flipped his jet-black hair
around, making Donavan impatiently lift his hand to smooth it back
while still keeping a hand steady on the wheel.
“What is the address again?” he asked his brother.
“Take the next driveway, and that should be the house, if I’m
reading this right.”
The rattle of the trailer echoed throughout the cabin's interior. The
unpaved road offered no respite as the truck and trailer headed to the
house and barn in the distance. The fence-lined drive snaked its way
past large shade trees that seemed to loom over the passing truck. The
paddocks had a few horses grazing, spread out over the area.
Donavan gritted his teeth, remembering the reason they were even
here. He just had to come to terms with the loss of Starlight, he
thought.
“You know, grinding your teeth is bad for you,” Chase remarked.
“Fuck you.”
“You know this horse is the one. The bloodlines and the
championships all make Majestic the obvious choice. I thought we
already decided. If you’re unsure, then maybe we should keep on
looking. Though he’s already made more than Starlight, and I
seriously don’t think we could do better,” Chase stated.
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“That’s not what has me frustrated, ass. The fact that I even have
to replace Starlight is still pissing me off. I can’t believe he just died
like that. Fuck, he was only 12 years old.” Donavan cursed.
“I know, I know. The investigation will hopefully turn up
something,” Chase said in a soothing voice.
Donavan shook his head irritably. It still amazed him sometimes
how different they were in personality. Here he was, still angry, and
his twin, his carbon copy, was calm and controlled. He smiled to
himself and shot a glance to the side toward his brother.
“You know, I remember a raging lunatic punching walls and
kicking stall doors just a few weeks ago,” Donavan said with a smirk
on his lips.
“Fuck you.”
Donavan laughed, relaxing a little from the tension tightening his
shoulders. That was what his twin did for him. He balanced his life.
Donavan pulled the truck up along the circular driveway and
stopped at the entrance of the house. The wraparound porch was vast
and held an assortment of chairs, inviting people to sit and relax. The
cushions on all the chairs matched, with a festive fabric that
brightened the otherwise dull whitewash. He could see that the house
and the surrounding grounds had a well cared for but worn look to
them. The slight aging of the property might be from hard times, but
the care and love that was present spoke highly for the present
owners, he thought.
“Well, the address is correct, but no one seems to be home,”
Chase said as he came down the stairs and got back into the truck.
“Let’s go over to the barn and see if anybody is working,”
Donavan stated as he drove the truck over the gravel road to park
behind the barn where he could see other trucks and trailers parked.
The huge barn could house fifty horses at least, but many of the
stalls stood empty. The walkways, though, were swept clean, and
everything was well organized, clearly kept in immaculate condition.
The heads of the few horses swiveled their way, and the bright,
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intelligent eyes followed them as they walked down the corridor.
They had only gone a little ways when his brother’s hand blocked his
path. He looked over in question and turned to follow his brother’s
stunned gaze. Donavan swallowed and stood transfixed.
The girl coming out of the farthest stall was dancing and gyrating
her hips to some music that he couldn’t hear. Donavan could see the
earbud cords hanging down her chest. She continued to gyrate and
move to a hidden beat, much to his pleasure, as her breasts bounced
and hips undulated. Her hair was fashioned in a ponytail and hung to
just the edge of her beautifully rounded bottom. She lifted her hands
over her head and pumped her hips, making his cock harden painfully
against his jeans.
“I want her under me when she does that,” Donavan groaned
while his brother just stood there smiling.
She was going in and out of the stall and kept checking the front
entrance, but never looked toward the rear. The music must have had
a heavy beat by the way she was moving. He could see the fine sheen
of perspiration over her face that indicated she had been at it for a
while. Her chestnut hair swung and whipped around while she moved.
She had finely boned cheeks and very full lips made for kissing. He
could make out her thick eyelashes but couldn’t see her eye color. He
stepped forward to rectify that when the lights overhead started to
blink on and off suddenly.
The girl dropped the pitchfork and ran toward them without
noticing they stood staring at her, hidden in the shadow of the rear
barn doors. She stopped at a little alcove and pulled out her
earphones. She took a few steadying breaths before she picked up the
phone. Apparently, they had their phone wired to the lights for some
reason.
“Petersen Farms, this is Liana, how may I direct your call?” she
said with her head cocked to the side as she listened to the caller. A
smile bloomed on her face as she started laughing. “I am just creating
a professional persona for you. No, the Marsh brothers haven’t
