Free The Sextet Presents... Bound by Voodoo [Legends] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Mellanie Szereto

forehead.
    “Ouch, ouch, ouch!”
    That’s what I get for pretending Barrett and Winston were performing fellatio on each other.
    What was left after last night’s oral-anal adventure between Winston and Miles?
    Miles and Barrett haven’t gotten down and dirty yet. And how about all three of them in a sexfest?
    Why the hell couldn’t the rules allow her to include herself? Sucking on a silicone dildo and holding a vibrating egg in her vagina didn’t do it for her anymore. Sure, she’d managed an okay G-spot orgasm, but a few real penises would work so much better.
    “Aurora Bond, you are not normal.” She waited for her reflection in the mirror to roll her eyes at the obviousness of that fact.
    Tossing the washed and dried toys into the cabinet drawer, she carefully tucked each of the man dolls in the cloth sack. Having her likeness sharing the same bag as the three males seemed utterly pointless. She pulled the toy drawer open again, dropped in mini Rory, and left the poor girl to her own devices. Wasn’t that the way of it anyway?
    With a quick glance at the clock on her nightstand, she ticked off all the items on her to-do list she hadn’t marked off yet. Dinner was first, so she headed to the kitchen. Miles and Winston never stopped begging for her chicken and green chile enchiladas, and she could complete a step at a time while she did a little light housekeeping, finished putting away groceries, and searched her collection for the perfect movies. By six o’clock, food and entertainment would be ready and her apartment would be presentable.
    She opened the refrigerator door, taking out the chicken breasts, the bag of peppers, and a couple onions. Mindless chopping killed twenty minutes while the meat cooked. Then she managed to tidy the living room waiting for the chiles to roast and the chicken to cool.
    One by one, she completed her tasks, finishing up by putting dinner in the oven to bake at quarter ’til six. She had just enough time to throw on a pair of jeans and a clean shirt before her guests arrived.
    That done, she made a quick stop in the bathroom to straighten her ponytail, only to find her bag of toy boys still setting on the counter. She really didn’t need to have the guys discover a trio of creepy, well-endowed voodoo dolls with bits and pieces of their personal belongings pinned to the backs. Opening the toy drawer, she tossed the incriminating evidence inside.
    A knock sounded on her front door, and she hurried to answer it. When she peeked through the peephole, all three men waited in the hall. They stood with their heads together as if plotting and planning a sexy-nerd takeover of the world. They’d already taken over her world without even trying.
    After a fortifying breath, she opened the door. “Hi, guys. I hope you’re hungry.”
    Turning as one, they smiled, sending her tummy somersaulting to her knees.
    Winston stepped past her into the apartment. “Starving. I’m ready for the whole enchilada.”
    “Me too.” Her new building mate edged by her to join Winston in the living room.
    Bringing up the rear, Miles gestured for her to go in front of him. “I’ll get the door. Mm, smells delicious. Hot and spicy is just what I need.”
    Rory aimed for the kitchen to keep from showing them how hot and spicy she wanted to get in the bedroom with them. The warmth that smacked her in the face as she eased the oven open didn’t begin to compare to the heat collecting between her thighs.
    How am I going to survive another platonic night with three hunky men?
    Setting the casserole dish on a trivet on the counter, she debated pretending she was sick to save herself embarrassment. She might manage to avoid doing something foolish, like asking her guests if they wanted to have an orgy, but she’d never make it through the evening without ducking into the bathroom for a quickie with her favorite vibrator.
    “Need some help?”
    She almost jumped out of her skin at Barrett’s voice near