Help A Brother Out

This is a heterosexual menage story and I enjoyed it very much. Mostly because all of the characters were complex and delightful in their own way.

Griff and Sebastian grew up in shitty foster homes together and after some mistrust they found they compliment each other rather well. They were the only people they trust. Two boys against the world, became two men against he world. They shared everything. Their business, their first home too.

Then Moira walked into Sebastian’s life and he was smitten on the spot with her. He took her out, they dated, they got married. And Griff felt left out. Sebastian obviously wouldn’t share Moira with him. The sweet wife he adored and would walk on glass for.

So Griff found a woman of his own. But Ashley wasn’t in love with him like Moira was with Sebastian. In fact the book starts with Sebastian finding out Ashley cheated on Griff in the club they both own.

So things go downhill. Griff wants to divorce Ashley and move away to leave all this behind. He can’t look at Sebastian and Moira anymore with their perfect love and home and relationship.

He gets drunk too and kinda puts the moves on Moira. Moira confesses to Sebastian and they both realize Griff only wants to leave because he doesn’t have what Sebastian has.

Sebastian is a man of action. He does things. Sees a problem and fixes it. He loves Griff. Griff is the only person beside Moira he would walk on glass for.

Moira knows that too. So Sebastian tells Moira to sleep with Griff. She’s against it at first. Normally she goes along with her husbands domineering nature. She loves it. (She’s kinda a freak in bed and that suits them both). But she loves Sebastian and she knows how much Griff means to her husband so she does it.

They start to share Moira and along the way Moira falls in love with Griff too.

But there is the Ashley problem do deal with. Ashley doesn’t want to get divorced or if she has to get divorced she’ll take half of everything Griff has. And that in turn means half of everything Sebastian has.

So Ashley becomes a problem and Sebastian intends to deal with it.

I adore the Griff/Sebastian relationship in this book. They are clearly codependent. Sebastian needs Griff more than Griff need him, but that is beside the point because Sebastian has the only thing Griff really wants in life: Moira.

Moira needs Sebastian because he makes her life make sense.

At first I was slightly turned off by Moira but with time really got to like her. She is so much more than a parody of a rich 50s wife. Girl is freaky and kind and ruthless in her own way. And she’s far from naive.

The sex scenes are hot. They guys clearly love this woman and want to give her everything she needs. Griff struggles with it at the beginning because he wants to treat her kindly like she might break. But Moira loves dirty talk, loves to be spanked, loves to be used and I bought that, because we get her pov and she so clearly enjoyed herself.

The writing is good, the characters and story excellent, the editing brings the book down. There are spelling and grammar mistakes everywhere and sometimes the guys’ names get mixed up.

But I still would recommend this book especially if you’re looking for a hot heterosexual menage with good male friendship representation.

360 pages, on KU

Taste:

“Remember how I said you could fuck my wife, just stay out of my spot?” he asks, idly. “Was that not generous enough for you?”

I crack a smile. “I’m not in your spot. If anything, I’m in Moira’s spot.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, Griff, but you’re not the one I want to cuddle with.”

“The feeling is mutual,” I assure him.

He lifts his eyebrows, his blue eyes twinkling with devious intent. “We could wake her up.”

“She’s tired.”

Now he rolls his eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure you wore her out. She could still go another round.”

“You just fucked her last night. Seems like tonight should be mine.”

This seems to amuse him. He smirks at me as he sheds his jacket and starts to unbutton his dress shirt. “Is that a joke? We fuck every night. We’re not 80. I’m willing to share; I’m not willing to go to bed every other night without my wife.”

“So, is that how this goes? I’m the guest? I don’t get her to myself any nights?”

“Maybe once in a while. Not every other night. Is your masculinity threatened by sharing a bed with me and the woman we both fuck now?”

I roll my eyes. “No, my masculinity is just fucking fine. I don’t live here, though. If I’m going to spend the night from time to time, I need to leave a couple outfits here. This morning after routine is going to get old fast.”

Seb steps out of his slacks and drapes them over the chair on his side of the bed. “That’s fine. You can fill the closet in the guest room, the bathroom

—put whatever you want in there. Make it yours. I like having you here. It’s like old times.”

I smile faintly. “A little more spacious.”

“Plus we have someone to keep us fed now,” he points out.

“And our balls empty.”

Seb laughs shortly. “Yeah, Moira’s a pretty good deal all the way around.”

I’m taken off guard by the peaceful little minx snuggled up against me suddenly whacking me in the stomach.

Sebastian’s gaze jumps across the bed. He’s faintly amused instead of alarmed that she overheard us being assholes. “Evening, sweetheart.”

She narrows her eyes at him, then me. “You’re both terrible. I’m not just a chef or a warm body to stick your dicks into. I thought you were gentlemen. I hope you both enjoy blue balls, because these legs are closed for the next few nights.”

I go conciliatory, rubbing her arm. “We were just joking around. You know we don’t really think of you as—” I can’t even repeat what we just said, so I probably shouldn’t have said it in the first place. Especially with her lying right here. “I’m sorry.”

She appears slightly mollified, but her expectant gaze drifts to Seb.

“I’m not.” He shakes his head, his expression dry as hell. “Nice try, sweetheart.”

“Blue balls forever,” she tells him.

“Never make a threat you can’t follow through with. Then people won’t take you seriously,” he advises her.

“Then I guess I can never have sex with you or cook for you again,” she states, primly.

He climbs on the bed and heads in my direction aggressively enough that I almost move, but I feel a little absurdly like I should keep myself between him and Moira.

This is a heterosexual menage story and mostly porn, so I’m going to call it erotica with a romance subplot.

Erik and Keegan had been friends for years and built a multi million dollar business together. They live next to each other and like to share women. After an accident in the lab leaves Erik scarred, Keegan is the only one who doesn’t Erik push him away.

Erik thinks of himself as a monster, because he used to be handsome, rich and easy going, now he hardly ever leaves the house, so Keegan has to go to those parties and gatherings to promote the company, which he hates. At one of these parties at the company Erik (who is a creep and watches these things on livestream… ) sees Julianne. And he wants her, but knows she won’t give him the time of day, because of his scars. So he asks Keegan to offer her half a million dollars and fuck er while he watches from the shadows. I mean… honestly, I’m here for this.

Anyhow, Julianne is ten years younger than the guys, she’s in massive debt due to her mother’s illness. She also wants to open her own restaurant and get out of town that judges her for liking sex with men. So she says yes.

She figures out pretty fast that someone else is there and coaxes Erik out of the shadows. So the three of them fuck.

And form a connection, so after some drama they go out and then fuck some more. Then more drama, more fucking. So much sex in this books. Honestly.

Mixed feelings about this one. I liked the characters but they could have been fleshed out more. I liked the friendship between the guys (also a must in a heterosexual menage romance), the sex scenes were well written.

But. BUT: the editing is bad. The spelling and grammar are issues as well. Guys are called by the other’s name, shoes that have been red when she gets dressed are suddenly black when they’re about to fuck. And then there is the fact that there is barely any story and that Julianne’s character is basically always horny. I mean the author tells me that she has aspirations and friends and is clever…but honestly what I see is her being always wet and always ready to get naked with them – together or separately. Anywhere even at work while she’s waitressing an event.  And I’m not shaming anyone who wants to fuck for three days straight but from a romance I want more well, romance. This book is roughly 70% sex scenes.

And the ending is kinda meh…it has this damsel in distress aftertaste.

Anyhow 360 pages. (and more books in the series, but not sure I’ll read/review them)

Taste:

I marked this with HORRID in my list. So, you have been warned.

Carina just started her job at an insurance company and he hates it, but hey it’s money. So she’s delighted when she finds a Valentine’s card on her desk a few days before the holiday. She quickly figures it could be Mark, a handsome, smart and funny co-worker, because Mark asks her out to lunch that day.

But oh no, the next day there is another card and candy, when she thanks Mark for it he is surprised and then James asks her out. Who is also handsome, smart and funny.

They decided that Carina can have a date with each of them and then decided who her Valentine’s date will be. On her date with James she brings up threesomes and James to his own surprise doesn’t hate the idea of having one with her and handsome, smart and funny Mark.

Mark is bisexual, so he’s all for that. Anyhow, before they get to the threesomes, there are dates to have and guys to have sex with. But no full penetration that would be disrespectful to her other date… I just can’t with this logic.

Fast forward and they have sex and then more sex in the office… And then a co-worker who has the hots for Carina and isn’t handsome, funny and smart, asks her out and she declines. So there is some revenge BS and they cool their relationship until James who always worked in insurance but somehow has the skills to develop a security app/program that is revolutionary in his free time sells his idea and they can all quit their jobs and get married. The end.

I hated this book. James constant monologues about how he always thought of himself as straight, but he guesses he can try to be bi for Mark and let Mark fuck him made me want to quit this book.

Carina is boring as fuck and mostly there to make it happen between Mark and James. Telling James how handsome Mark is and how she would love to have a threesome. This whole set-up with the not handsome, pudgy and also mean and petty co-worker read like a 13 year old wrote it. Because of course ugly people can’t be graceful, smart or funny.

Then there is the writing, which is bad. Just bad. The tenses are all messed up, sometimes even in the same sentence. The sex scenes are boring. The characters too. Editing? Are you kidding me? It’s non existent.

This thing has only 75 pages and I tempted to skip some…

Read at your own risk. On KU.

Taste:

I closed my eyes and gave in to the pleasure, and once I’d settled in and relaxed, I realized it was an absolutely magical feeling having two cocks in me at the same time. For James, this was a new experience for him, too, and he was completely absorbed in the situation. My tits were dangling erotically right in front of his face, and he was unable to stop touching, fondling and kissing them. The only sounds in the room were the men grunting in pleasure as their cocks disappeared inside and out of me. I was moaning slightly, too, taking in the immense pleasure, realizing the porn that I had been watching had not done sufficient work in preparing me for the actual experience. The fantasy was nothing compared to the reality. If anyone had ever told me that I would be celebrating a Valentine’s Day with two men, let alone in this manner, I would never have believed them. I always considered myself to be a good person and I always tried to justify that with my actions. However, since moving to New York, all my inhibitions had dropped and I was more willing to trying new things, indulging in my wildest dreams.

And this felt like more than a dream come true, two studs bringing me more pleasure than I ever could have imagined. Mark was now thrusting faster and deeper into me. It felt incredible to have him so deep inside me from behind and his panting and groaning made me realize that he was struggling to contain his pleasure. James was simply content with me riding him, my tits dangling in front of his face. I felt his cock rock hard inside my pussy and he held my hips as Mark continued thrusting inside me faster and faster. The intensity in that moment was almost overwhelming, and I let out a howl as the climax started to tear through me. James’ eyes seemed to gloss over from the intense pleasure and Mark let out a sharp, strangled groan. I felt a surge of heat as Mark gripped my hips and drove in hard, and I felt a shudder of ecstasy run through his body.