Riley by Nia Farrell and Claire Marta

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Nia Farrell and Claire Marta

Riley

 

 

Emmett and Theo fight to trust the woman who was forced to betray them.

Partners Emmett Marshall and Theophilus Khristos are kidnapped by a shadowy organization bent on learning their secrets. Taken to a private lab, they meet Dr. Riley Walker, the brilliant, beautiful geneticist charged with discovering what they are.

While Riley believes they’re aliens, Theo and Emmett realize she’s their mate. But she’s also the enemy—

Or so it seems.

Theo and Emmett aren’t the only ones with something to hide.

The three are caught up in things they can’t control. Nefarious forces are at play. Unseen eyes are watching them. After Riley is forced to betray them, the feelings the partners have for the new female in their life take a twisted turn.

When truths are exposed, the whole cadre’s mission is put at risk. Emmett and Theo must fight for the woman who’s destined to be theirs or lose her to a dark, dark fate.

Shifters with a sci-fi twist, Guarded Hearts Season One (Books 1-7) follows members of The Order of the Phoenix. Each book in this interconnected storyline provides a happily-ever-after for the main characters. While the first book of Season One can be read as a stand-alone, the following titles will be more fully enjoyed and understood if they are read in order, beginning with Morgan (Guarded Hearts Book 1). MMF ménage erotic romance with MM scenes, written for Ages 18+.

 

EXCERPT:

 

Riley knew better than to argue.  Skinner was the puppet master, pulling all of their strings.  Retreating to the cafeteria, she took a seat and waited, watching the clock and observing others who came in for coffee or something to eat.  Skinner’s pet, Dr. Lewis, gave a nod of acknowledgment and disappeared through the kitchen door.  When he didn’t come out, she assumed that Skinner had sent him to make certain his orders were followed to the letter.

A short time later, the chef with a laden cart and Dr. Lewis appeared.  Mouths shaped with knowing smirks, the two men eyed her like a piece of breakfast meat.

Christ.  Did everyone know what Skinner wanted?  He was no better than a pimp, expecting her to use her sexuality to get the results he wanted, samples of body fluids he could test for DNA.

“Here’s everything you requested,” the chef announced, pushing the stainless steel cart into place beside her.

The top held three trays with covered dishes and three steaming mugs of hot beverages.

Riley arched an eyebrow.  “What’s this?”

“Black coffee, Earl Grey, and a mocha latte for you,” Dr. Lewis answered smoothly, pointing to each in turn.  “I advised Skinner that sharing a meal with the specimens would make them more at ease around you.”

It made sense.  Eating together might allow her to form a bond with the subjects—or at least help Emmett to lower his guard and let her explore things with Theo.  It was a unique opportunity, giving her an excuse to spend time with them and providing the means to study them up close.

Dr. Lewis followed her, whistling softly, making her feel increasingly leery about this whole thing.  Skinner had sent him to observe her interactions with their subjects.  The cameras were impersonal, something she was aware of but had learned to ignore.  Having a witness seemed… lurid.  Voyeuristic rather than scientific, despite what her rational mind said.  Skinner expected results.  It was in her best interest to see that he got them.  If she failed, she feared that all three of them would suffer.

One of the guards reached to open the door.

“Dr. Walker.”

Hearing her name from Skinner’s minion, she fought the urge to not shudder with dread.  “Yes, Dr. Lewis?”

“Good luck,” he said smoothly.  “We’ll be watching your interactions closely.”

Riley’s stomach somersaulted unpleasantly at the thought.  Taking a deep steady breath, she wheeled the laden cart into the cell, suppressing a shudder when the door clanged shut behind her.

Emmett and Theo were waiting for her.

The Englishman cocked an eyebrow above his glasses when he saw the cart.  Moving to inspect the contents, he lifted the plate covers and nodded in approval.  “Well done, Miss Walker.”

Theo beamed, his teeth flashing white against his tanned skin.  “Thank you.”

“I thought we could share breakfast together,” she told them.  “Why don’t you have a seat, and I’ll serve you?”

They exchanged a look.  Again, that silent communication, one of them eager, the other taciturn.  Having no other options, they sat on the bottom bunk with Emmett at the head and Theo in the middle, leaving room for her at the foot of the bed.

They ate in silence.  Riley was aware of the sidelong looks Theo sent her way.

Emmett ignored her.

“I hope your tea’s alright.  I’m more of a coffee drinker myself,” she commented, enjoying her mocha.

“It’s acceptable,” the Englishman clipped, sounding annoyed at her attempt to engage him.

Theo cleaned his plate and drained his coffee cup.  Finishing her breakfast, Riley cleared her throat and shifted uncomfortably on her perch. There was a spreading warmth coursing through her veins, leaving her feeling flushed and filling her with an awareness of her body.

Emmett was the last to finish, his throat muscles working as he drank the rest of his tea.

Sitting beside her, Theo had satisfied one hunger but another one burgeoned.  He pushed the tray away enough for his erection to rise rampant behind his fly.

Licking her lips, Riley eyed the massive wood he was sporting.  Was it hot in here or was it just her?  Even Theo and Emmet were starting to look flushed.  The gazes they turned on her were both lustful and fevered.

“You have generous breasts,” Theo announced boldly, reaching out to cup one through her top.  “And hips that were made for bearing young.  Hair as golden as the sun and those lips…”

Riley suddenly felt like a deer caught in the sight of two predators.  The Greek had never shown signs of being so forward before.

“My pet is right,” Emmett agreed.  “You are a beautiful creature.  I’m certain most men find you stunning.  You’d look even more beautiful bound.”

In the blink of an eye, Theo had dropped his tray on the floor and plucked hers from her hands.  Pulling her to her feet, he hauled her against him, fisted her hair, and ravaged her mouth with the hottest kiss she’d ever experienced.

 

EXCERPT (NSFW):

 

Riley knew better than to argue.  Skinner was the puppet master, pulling all of their strings.  Retreating to the cafeteria, she took a seat and waited, watching the clock and observing others who came in for coffee or something to eat.  Skinner’s pet, Dr. Lewis, gave a nod of acknowledgment and disappeared through the kitchen door.  When he didn’t come out, she assumed that Skinner had sent him to make certain his orders were followed to the letter.

A short time later, the chef with a laden cart and Dr. Lewis appeared.  Mouths shaped with knowing smirks, the two men eyed her like a piece of breakfast meat.

Christ.  Did everyone know what Skinner wanted?  He was no better than a pimp, expecting her to use her sexuality to get the results he wanted, samples of body fluids he could test for DNA.

“Here’s everything you requested,” the chef announced, pushing the stainless steel cart into place beside her.

The top held three trays with covered dishes and three steaming mugs of hot beverages.

Riley arched an eyebrow.  “What’s this?”

“Black coffee, Earl Grey, and a mocha latte for you,” Dr. Lewis answered smoothly, pointing to each in turn.  “I advised Skinner that sharing a meal with the specimens would make them more at ease around you.”

It made sense.  Eating together might allow her to form a bond with the subjects—or at least help Emmett to lower his guard and let her explore things with Theo.  It was a unique opportunity, giving her an excuse to spend time with them and providing the means to study them up close.

Dr. Lewis followed her, whistling softly, making her feel increasingly leery about this whole thing.  Skinner had sent him to observe her interactions with their subjects.  The cameras were impersonal, something she was aware of but had learned to ignore.  Having a witness seemed… lurid.  Voyeuristic rather than scientific, despite what her rational mind said.  Skinner expected results.  It was in her best interest to see that he got them.  If she failed, she feared that all three of them would suffer.

One of the guards reached to open the door.

“Dr. Walker.”

Hearing her name from Skinner’s minion, she fought the urge to not shudder with dread.  “Yes, Dr. Lewis?”

“Good luck,” he said smoothly.  “We’ll be watching your interactions closely.”

Riley’s stomach somersaulted unpleasantly at the thought.  Taking a deep steady breath, she wheeled the laden cart into the cell, suppressing a shudder when the door clanged shut behind her.

Emmett and Theo were waiting for her.

The Englishman cocked an eyebrow above his glasses when he saw the cart.  Moving to inspect the contents, he lifted the plate covers and nodded in approval.  “Well done, Miss Walker.”

Theo beamed, his teeth flashing white against his tanned skin.  “Thank you.”

“I thought we could share breakfast together,” she told them.  “Why don’t you have a seat, and I’ll serve you?”

They exchanged a look.  Again, that silent communication, one of them eager, the other taciturn.  Having no other options, they sat on the bottom bunk with Emmett at the head and Theo in the middle, leaving room for her at the foot of the bed.

They ate in silence.  Riley was aware of the sidelong looks Theo sent her way.

Emmett ignored her.

“I hope your tea’s alright.  I’m more of a coffee drinker myself,” she commented, enjoying her mocha.

“It’s acceptable,” the Englishman clipped, sounding annoyed at her attempt to engage him.

Theo cleaned his plate and drained his coffee cup.  Finishing her breakfast, Riley cleared her throat and shifted uncomfortably on her perch. There was a spreading warmth coursing through her veins, leaving her feeling flushed and filling her with an awareness of her body.

Emmett was the last to finish, his throat muscles working as he drank the rest of his tea.

Sitting beside her, Theo had satisfied one hunger but another one burgeoned.  He pushed the tray away enough for his erection to rise rampant behind his fly.

Licking her lips, Riley eyed the massive wood he was sporting.  Was it hot in here or was it just her?  Even Theo and Emmet were starting to look flushed.  The gazes they turned on her were both lustful and fevered.

“You have generous breasts,” Theo announced boldly, reaching out to cup one through her top.  “And hips that were made for bearing young.  Hair as golden as the sun and those lips…”

Riley suddenly felt like a deer caught in the sight of two predators.  The Greek had never shown signs of being so forward before.

“My pet is right,” Emmett agreed.  “You are a beautiful creature.  I’m certain most men find you stunning.  You’d look even more beautiful bound.”

In the blink of an eye, Theo had dropped his tray on the floor and plucked hers from her hands.  Pulling her to her feet, he hauled her against him, fisted her hair, and ravaged her mouth with the hottest kiss she’d ever experienced.  A switch, she thought dimly.  He was submissive to Emmett, but he was clearly set on dominating her, bending her to his will.

Dragging her with him, he tore off her top and ripped off her bra, tossing both of them aside.  He bent his dark head and licked her nipples, tasting them both before turning her around and bending her over the top of the cart.  He pinned her in place with his rock-hard body while Emmett pulled the sheet from the bunk, caught the edge in his teeth, and ripped four strips.

He used two of them to lash her wrists to the top of the cart.  Locking the wheels, he grabbed one ankle and tied it to the caster, repeating the action on the other side, securing her parted legs as effectively as using a spreader bar.

Part of her mind was screaming no, but her body was clearly responding to his domination.  Bound, helpless, feeling Theo dry-hump her ass, Riley gasped, trying to catch her breath.  Her brain had sunken into a strange haze and she felt needy and aroused.  A tiny voice was warning her something was wrong.  This wasn’t like her.  It certainly wasn’t like Emmett.  All three of them seemed under the influence of something.  Whatever it was had both males firmly in its grip.

Theo growled from somewhere behind her.  The material of her skirt was hiked up over her hips, her panties pushed aside.  Riley moaned at the first lick of a tongue against her pussy lips.  Straying hands pried her ass cheeks apart, testing the flesh.

Emmett stood in front of her, his expression scorching her down to her toes.  “That’s it, pet.  Taste her.  Shove your fingers inside her tight little cunny then fuck her with your tongue.”

Palming himself, the Englishman fondled the ridge jutting up the front of his lab-issued pants.  He might not want her, but he didn’t seem to mind that Theo did.

The Greek growled, his breath hot and his tongue hotter against her intimate flesh.  Inhaling sharply, he licked her slit and shoved his tongue as deep as it would go.  Tasting her thoroughly, he stopped his cunnilingus and added a thick, callused finger, stretching her out before adding a second and a third.  He jacked his arm, pistoning in and out, fucking her with his hand when she was dying for his cock.

Emmett seemed to read her growing distress.  “Those lips,” he murmured.  “I want to punish them.  Ravage them.  I want to fuck the glasses off your face and silence your moans with my cock when Theo tries to fit his inside you.  This is what you like, isn’t it?” he asked.  “Bound.  Helpless.  Forced to submit to alien domination?  Telling yourself you have no choice but responding to us anyway.  Your body doesn’t lie.  The air has been thick with the scent of your arousal from the moment you stepped into this room the first time with that pitiful excuse of a meal.  Here’s something tastier.”

Fisting her hair, he muffled her gasp with his erection, pushing down his pants, whipping it out, and shoving it between her parted lips.  She knew what Theo smelled like, having closer contact.  This scent was pure Emmett, male musk and slightly woodsy.

“Open wide,” he growled, pushing his dick in deeper.  “Suck me while Theo fucks you.”

She felt the Greek pull his fingers from her pussy.  Wetting his glans on her juices, he notched his head in her opening and forged his way inside, stretching her out, wedging in deeper, forcing his girth into her snug, wet sheath.

Riley squealed.  He was so big, it felt like he was ripping her in two.  Emmett controlled the movements of her head, ramming his cock down her throat.  It was an overload of pleasure and pain.  Writhing, twitching she was shunted back and forth between them.  Both men seemed aroused almost to the point of losing control.  Riley was feeling the same way.  It was if all her inhibitions had disintegrated and left a wanton sexual creature in its place.  Her universe shrank to this, being a vessel for their pleasure, Emmett using her mouth, Theo terraforming her vagina.  No offense to Emmett, but Theo seemed set on spoiling her for other men, ruining her for anyone else, making her crave that massive cock of his.  She didn’t know whether or not she was disappointed or relieved that no knobs or spikes had come out.  She did know the moment he shifted angles and started ramming her G-spot.  Seeing stars when her first orgasm ripped through her, she felt  Emmett’s immediate response.  Close to coming, he managed to pull out before he finished, allowing her the barest taste of him before he jacked off on her face like they were making bukkake porn.

“Outside her,” he reminded his partner.

She swore she felt Theo’s answering pout.

Headed for an unsatisfactory finish, she squeezed the length of Theo’s cock, making her walls ripple, milking his length.  Sticking out her tongue, she licked the tip of Emmett’s erection, catching the last drop of cum that he squeezed out.  It wasn’t as bitter as she was expecting.  If anything, one taste made her crave more.  Reaching with her tongue, she cleaned what she could from her face and swallowed it, earning a growl of approval from the Englishman.

A second later, Theo pulled out and exploded on her back, shooting ropes of cum in the valley of her spine.  Emmett took charge, cleaning her face, wiping every trace of himself, and flushing it away.  She thought that they’d do the same with Theo’s ejaculate… until she felt someone’s fingers scrape it up to wet her anus.

She held her breath, wondering what they intended, surprised to feel that they were both hard again.  This time, Theo came to stand before her, fisting that massive meat of his while Emmett pressed against her sphincter, demanding entrance to her most intimate place.  “Let me in,” he demanded, giving her no option but to obey.  Forcing herself to relax, she held her breath while he sank his length inside her.  “That’s it.  That’s it, little miss.  Now open wide for Theo…”

 

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A native Brit, I live in Italy with my husband and daughter. When I am not writing and drinking copious amounts of tea, I enjoy taking photos of my adoptive country, trying to stay fit with running, reading amazing books, and being a stay-at-home mother.

 

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International Best-Selling Author Nia Farrell is a four-times Golden Flogger Finalist and a founding member of the Wicked Pens.  Dubbed “The Queen of Steam,” she writes hot sex and happy endings in multiple genres and subgenres, including BDSM, ménage (MFM and MMF), MM, reverse harem, paranormal, MC, romantic intrigue, and Mafia.  Regardless of genres, ultimately, her books are about the healing power of love.

Nia writes erotic romance as Nia Farrell, historical romance as Erinn Ellender Quinn, and erotica/romantic comedy as Ree L. Diehl.  Her three pen names share a webpage at http://niafarrell.wordpress.com, where you can see tantalizing teasers and read steamy excerpts.  As one reviewer puts it, “If you love sensual, emotional and powerful romance with a definite D/s dynamic, you should be reading Author Nia Farrell.”

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Riley: Guarded Hearts Book 4 by Claire Marta and Nia Farrell

Length: 91,028 words

Cover Design by Crystal Visions

Release Date, Sept 12, 2020

 

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