Feeling Lucky [Lucky, Montana 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
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Lucky, Montana 3
Feeling Lucky
Samantha Brown decide to expand her shop with her friend Piper. Everything is great until Piper gets hurt, leaving Sam to do the research for her next book at a BDSM club. Sam falls into a world of D/S and isn’t sure if her past will allow her to fully enjoy the new, wild experience.
Noah Wilde and Sydney Powell work undercover at the club trying to catch a suspect who is kidnapping submissives. When their friend Milo calls, asking them to babysit his sister, they don't expect a spitfire blonde bombshell to arrive. They are supposed to train the sexy siren as a submissive, but they have their work cut out for them.
Issues arise, making the three of them find time to spend together while working. The suspect discovers Sam is the men’s weakness and takes her for his own evil plans. Can Noah and Sydney get Sam in time, or is Sam faced with her haunting past again?
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 50,833 words
FEELING LUCKY
Lucky, Montana 3
Beverly Price
MENAGE AMOUR
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com
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FEELING LUCKY
Copyright © 2013 by Beverly Price
E-book ISBN: 978-1-62740-566-9
First E-book Publication: October 2013
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DEDICATION
Being the third book of the Lucky Series, I have been blessed in so many ways. I want to give a special thank-you to Shae Shannon and Lori King, who helped lift me when I was down and about to give up.
This book is close to my heart, and I want all those who have suffered something tragic in their life to realize you are not alone. We are all survivors! Stay strong and know you are not alone!
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
About the Author
FEELING LUCKY
Lucky, Montana 3
BEVERLY PRICE
Copyright © 2013
Chapter One
Sam sat at the bar waiting to meet with the owner of The Hidden Gem to go over the contract and talk about a Dom for her. She was excited, but at the same time, afraid to go into a new adventure. She had promised Piper that she would take notes for her book. Curiosity of the lifestyle had always nagged at the back of her mind. If D/s was something she didn’t like, she didn’t have to participate, and could just take notes from afar. Not wanting to get tipsy, she sipped her soda while waiting for Ryan. The bartender was kind to her and offered to call for him again, but she dismissed it and thanked him anyway. The bartender was a good-looking man and blended well within the club. He had a sweet appearance with his dark rimmed glasses that gave him a bit of a Clark Kent look. His gentle appearance helped ease some of her nerves while she waited.
Ryan was the owner of the club and a good friend to her brother Milo. She had talked with Ryan over the phone several times and he had assured her that he trusted who he paired her with implicitly. Plus to make sure she was getting the real deal, and she wasn’t going to regret it, Milo had told her that he worked with her assigned Dom before. Knowing that Milo was okay with this, she agreed to try being a submissive at the club, or at least would try it openly for Piper. She was normally a take-charge type of woman, but for some reason she felt out of place sitting at the club bar. Maybe this wasn’t her thing after all. Doubt clouded her thoughts. Taking a sip again, she couldn’t help but notice the men around the club’s bar area.
They all wore leather pants that hugged all of their etched muscles, leaving nothing to the imagination. Some had bare chests, while others had on leather vests that held a variety of toys. A couple of men had their subs attached to leashes, and they were walking around showing them off. I am definitely not in Kansas anymore. All of the women on leashes seemed happy to be paraded around by their Doms. Could she really do that? She knew she liked a little spanking here and there, but could she actually get down and allow a man to walk her around attached to a collar and leash? Lost in thought, Sam didn’t hear the man walk up behind her until he touched her shoulder.
“Are you Samantha Brown?” The gentleman stood about six foot two, and he was all muscle and now loomed over her. His hair was brown and short, a military man judging by the look of it. His brown eyes stared down at her as he waited for her to respond.
Sam had to clear her throat before she could speak. “Umm, yeah that’s me. Are you Ryan?” she asked. Pl
ease let him be Ryan. Right now she didn’t know how much longer she could sit here staring at everyone, knowing she was being examined and judged.
He chuckled and held out a hand to her, which she took willingly. “Yes, I am. Would you like to follow me up to the office so we can go over your contract and the rules while you are a guest in my club? I heard about your friend from Milo, and I’m sorry she was hurt. I will help her in any way I can to provide her with information on the lifestyle.” He kept her by his side as they both walked past the bar and over to an elevator. Once inside, Sam could feel her heart racing. I can do this. It’s just questions. They rode in silence as they went up three flights and stopped. The elevator opened to a large hallway. Ryan ushered her past several doors to the one farther down the hall to the right, before inserting a code on the wall. As the door unlocked, he said, “Can’t be too careful,” and held open the door for her.
Sam walked into the room to find that it was covered in soft cream colors that were comforting. She sat down on the sofa before he could say anything. Ryan followed her over and picked up a file off his desk that faced away from her.
“Now, Samantha, I think we need to go over some basic rules of my club, so you'll have a basic understanding of what is expected of a sub.” He slid her a piece of paper that listed the rules. “They are simple, as far as a BDSM club goes. It says that you will respect any Dom while in the club at all times. A Dom has been assigned to you, unless you want to find a different one. You will not interrupt a scene, nor will you speak to someone without being asked a question first. Do not look directly at any Dom unless he tells you to. If you fail to comply with these rules, it is up to your Dom, or the Dom whom you have insulted, to determine punishment, which will be carried out publicly. You are required to make a list of your hard and soft limits, and those will be gone over with your Dom. You will not be forced to perform any acts of any kind, and can elect to stop at any time you are uncomfortable by safe wording. You need to remember you are here for enjoyment, just like everyone else.” He signed the paper and then slid it over to her, making sure she read it over and signed as well.
“These are the basic rules within the club, and you have already signed the nondisclosure forms as well. Your Dom will have his own set of rules to follow. You can discuss any concerns you might have with me any time. If you have any issues with your Dom, or feel uncomfortable with him, please let me know. We work on trust here, Samantha. Without it, you can’t have a good foundation for a D/s relationship. Now, do you have any questions for me?” His eyes held her in place as he stared at her. She could feel the power of his dominance fill the room as he waited for her answer.
She shook her head before she spoke. “No, I think I’m pretty good. However, if I have questions regarding certain things in the club, do I ask you or my, umm, Dom?” she asked. That got her mind running, wondering who her Dom was going to be.
“Samantha, I have a Dom selected for you. Well, two actually. It was done per Milo’s request. I have consulted with both of them, and both understand that you are new to this lifestyle. They will help guide you in your new adventures. Any question you have can be directed to them. If they state that you can’t speak in the club, then please remember that rule. When in a private setting, you three will go over any questions and concerns you might have. Now, shall we meet them before you change into the outfit they have selected for you?” He stood and held his hand out for her. Sam took it without question, but her mind was reeling. Leave it to Milo to pick two men for her. He always said she was a handful and a half, but really, what was he thinking? Sam had enough trouble with pleasing one man, how could she please two? Oh well, you’ll never know unless you jump in the deep end, she thought as she wandered into another room attached to Ryan’s office.
Once inside, she sat down on yet another plush couch that faced an open window, staring out into the clear blue sky that was lined with the snow-covered mountains. She loved Montana. She didn’t think she could ever be happy in Florida again. She did it once, but now she had no desire to live there permanently. Lost in thought, she didn’t hear the door open. Someone cleared their throat, causing her to turn and stare at the two men who were supposed to be her Doms. Holy hell! They were huge. Sam’s heart stopped as she took them in. If they were to be her Doms, she was in a shit ton of trouble.
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Noah and Sydney had a moment to talk with Ryan before they walked into the room where their new sub was sitting. Sam was new to the D/s lifestyle, so the two men had promised Ryan to take it slow with her. It was her curiosity and subtle traits that made her interesting. She may be here for research, but they were willing to put money on the fact that she was here for more, whether she was willing to admit it or not. Noah had asked other Doms to take her, but in the end he and Sydney agreed they were best suited. He had to admit the timing wasn’t ideal. His mind had been so focused on work for so long that it seemed as if his current case was never going to end. Then again, maybe this would be perfect for him. Sydney was even more reluctant than he was, but only because the case seemed to be hitting a dead end. Not wanting to keep her waiting too long, he pushed open the door and walked in to see what was in store for him tonight.
Noah took in the blonde sitting on the couch. Knowing Milo, Noah thought that she would be just like him, large build with brown hair. However, she was the exact opposite. From what he could see, she was blonde and slender, but she had curves in all the right places. Curves that would make every other woman jealous. He wasn’t able to tell her full figure until he removed the clothes she was hiding beneath. She would look damn hot in the lace baby-doll dress they had gotten her. She looked great now, but she would quickly learn that pants, no matter if they were leather or not, were not allowed with them as Doms. He didn’t need to know what Sydney thought, as both men seemed to always be on the same page. Normally they didn’t take blondes, as he preferred brunettes or fiery redheads. They found the blondes they had been with previously were too tame. He would say jump and they did exactly that until he told them to stop. However, looking at her, his cock perked up with interest. She was extremely enticing.
Making eye contact with her, he could tell she was nervous. She swallowed and her eyes widened when they both entered the room. Noah spoke up first. “Hello, Samantha. Might I say that your beauty is enchanting and intoxicating? I’m Noah Wilde, and this is Sydney Powell.”
He held out his hand to her, but she hesitated a moment before taking it. When she put her hand in his, she shivered. Oh yeah, she will do nicely. He took a seat next to her on the couch, while Sydney approached from behind to make his introductions to their new sub.
She looked nervously between the duo. This might be kinda fun. She obviously didn’t expect to have two Doms. Ryan had told them that he had just informed her when she came in tonight. He was one who liked to keep people on their toes, and it seemed she might be quick to bolt if pushed too hard. They might need to rethink how they were going to handle her.
Sydney looked down at his new sub, taking all of her in. She was perfect, and he could tell right away that she was different from the previous one before her. He was actually grateful that Milo had selected both him and Noah as a pair to be her Doms. Normally they shared, but if a special request was put in, Ryan would split them up to help out with a scene. Although he and Noah weren’t brothers, they were two peas from the same pod. One knew what the other was thinking like they had a telepathic connection somehow. He stared at her for a minute longer, watching her breathing pattern slow down as she absorbed all of the information that was thrown at her before he extended his hand to her. The arousing energy she was putting out had him yearning to pull her up off the couch and fuck her against the wall. He could see she was excited and frightened of him at the same time. He wondered if perhaps she could be something more to them than just their sub at the club. Although, he and Noah didn’t have the best jobs for a family. The kind of security work they did was dangerous
. Working originally for Uncle Sam had sent them into places that most people didn’t even know existed, but if information was needed, he and Noah were the men who could get it. But the thought of settling down interested him more and more lately.
“It’s nice to finally meet you, baby girl. We have heard wonderful things about you from Milo. I’m sure he hasn’t mentioned us to you, so don’t be worry.” He couldn’t help but laugh as she tried to find words but just sat there with her mouth open. Releasing her hand Sydney sat down on the opposite side of her, and she turned to face him. Reaching up, he brushed a stray hair out of her face. She had such beautiful features. They were very feminine but strong. She was magnificent. Sydney could tell that she was starting to warm up to him when she leaned into his touch unknowingly. He and Noah were going to have fun with this one. She would sure pose a challenge to them both from what he heard from Milo. There was no doubt about that.
Looking down at the papers on the table, he knew she had just come from Ryan’s office. Ryan was good at making sure every new sub was well acquainted with the club rules.
“Well, I am glad you went over the formalities with Ryan, but now this is going to get interesting. First, we want you to know that we will never do anything without your consent. It is imperative that you understand that we are here for your enjoyment and pleasure as much as our own. If you are uncomfortable with anything at any time, you are to use your safe word. Since this if your first time with us at the club, we will stick to simple safe words, which are green, yellow, and red. Do you know when to use each one?” Sydney asked.