Seducing Their Wayfaring Souls [3xtasy Lake 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

3xtasy Lake 7

Seducing Their Wayfaring Souls

Lars Vandargard has spent centuries as a hermit grieving his past and dreading his lonely future. Finding a best friend in Cris has helped mend his wayfaring soul, but he longs to find the missing piece of his heart, the woman who would complete their trio.

Cris Beauvert first met Tara Brewer years ago and lost her in a moment of carelessness, cursing himself to a life without his Mate. Now that Fate has delivered her to Ecstasy Lake, he comes up with a plan, enlisting the help of the citizens of Ecstasy Lake to make certain she can’t leave.

A fluke accident has landed Tara in this unique town. She’s eager to embrace the future she’s arranged in another Province but comes face-to-face with her destiny in Ecstasy Lake.

Tara is the missing piece to their ménage family, but in Cris and Lars's eagerness to convince her to stay, will their secrets drive her away?

Genre:
Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Shape-shifter

Length:
56,676 words
 

3xtasy Lake 7

Corinne Davies

MENAGE EVERLASTING

Siren Publishing, Inc.

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SEDUCING THEIR WAYFARING SOULS

Copyright © 2012 by Corinne Davies

E-book ISBN: 978-1-62242-055-1

First E-book Publication: December 2012

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SEDUCING THEIR WAYFARING SOULS

3xtasy Lake 7

CORINNE DAVIES

Copyright © 2012

Thwack!

Tara Brewer’s car jerked forward at impact, the inertia throwing her head back hard against the headrest. Her seat belt locked against her chest as her body followed the car’s momentum and lurched forward. She reached wildly for the steering wheel as the seat belt bit into her shoulder.
I knew that truck was following too close.

“Mommy!” The fear-filled cry ripped into her heart as she twisted the wheel to counter the car’s wild movements. Time slowed down as she glanced up into the rearview mirror and met her son’s terrified gaze. She’d failed. The most important person in her life and she failed to keep him safe. She wanted to smile and reassure him, but she couldn’t.

“We’re okay,” she cried out, wanting to reassure him. The side of the road raced toward them as she wrestled with the steering wheel. The gravel shoulder ripped the control from her hands and sent the car’s back end swinging around. She winced as her front end headed toward the truck that was swerving to miss her. The truck’s engine sounded like a roar when the massive vehicle sped past, disappearing from view as she skidded off the road.

The car slid backward over the edge, and she turned, trying to look as she prayed. Time seemed to stop moving with her realization she had no control over what was about to happen. How long would they fall? She remembered seeing some steep drop-offs along the side of the road a ways back.
Please god, don’t let this be a cliff.

Her car slammed to a stop at the bottom of the small ravine. Tara gasped for air as her heart felt like it thumped against her throat. She twisted in her seat and reached back for her little guy as she gripped the wheel with one hand and tried to decide what to do next.

“Zack, we’re okay. Are you hurt?”

Her six-year-old son’s lower lip quivered, the motion more obvious since he’d lost both his front teeth last week. He gripped her hand tighter than she’d ever felt him squeeze. “Mom. That thcared the thit out of me!”

Laughter bubbled up from her chest. She could hear the hysteria in her tone. At this moment, she didn’t care where he’d picked up that phrase. It fit. “Me, too, baby. Me, too.” She tugged her hand, but her wide-eyed child wouldn’t let go. “You have to let go, baby, so I can get us out of here.”

Zack nodded, released her hand, and tried to manipulate the seat belt but couldn’t manage to hit the small button. “I can’t. I can’t.” He smacked at the lock with his palm as his frustration started to overwhelm him.

Tara popped her seat belt open, turned in her seat and reached down, capturing his hands. “Zack, stop. Take a deep breath and calm down.” She stretched out as far as she could but couldn’t reach the belt. “I’ll open the door and come back to help you.”

A loud rumble drew her attention up toward the road.
Could that be the truck coming back?
Her heart fluttered and she felt her stomach cramp. What if he planned to hurt them further?
Get a grip. You’ll be fine.

She turned and tried to open her car door. At this angle, it felt like it weighed a ton, making her arms shake as she tried to push it up. The implications of what had happened seeped into her thoughts followed quickly by a wave of what
could’ve
happened. Fear and panic threatened to overwhelm her.
How am I going to get us out of here?

“Is everyone okay down there?” A low muffled voice echoed over the ditch as she heard footsteps racing over the gravel. A large man appeared above her. He was dressed in jeans, a well-worn black leather jacket, and thick, heavy boots on his feet. He looked ten feet tall from this angle. His long blond hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, but some had come loose and was drifting across his face as he moved. The rumble she had heard must’ve been a motorcycle and not the truck. He stood there with a phone to his ear talking to someone.

Please let him be here to help
.

He hopped over the edge and eased his way down the gravel incline like a mountain goat. His mouth moved, but if he said anything it wasn’t registering with her. The closer he got to the car the bigger she realized he was.

“Mom!”

She turned and saw the man had the back door open and reached for Zack. “What are you doing? Don’t touch him!” She swatted at his shoulder and he looked at her as if she’d gone insane. She gripped his shirt in her fist, as if that would stop him. His eyes widened slightly and then his gaze softened.

“It’s all right. My name’s Lars. I’ll help your son up to the road. Stay here and I’ll come back to help you as well.”

“Oh, yes. That would be a good idea.” Tara felt silly for her reaction as she pressed her hand to her forehead. It was so hard to think right now. She could hear Lars talking to Zack, and her son didn’t sound as panicked anymore. She watched him carry Zack up the incline, disappearing from view for a second before he came back down the ledge.

“Does your head hurt?” She looked at Lars as he spoke. He stood there holding open the car door as if it weighed nothing at all.

“What?” He’d asked her something, but she forgot already what it was. “Oh, right, my head. No, I’m okay. We can walk from here.”

“Before you try to move, think about how you’re feeling. Does anything hurt? How’s your neck and back feel? Any numbness anywhere?”

Tara moved her body carefully, double-checking if anything didn’t feel right. “No, I think I’m okay.”

“Be careful.” Lars held out his hand and she tried to grab ahold, but her arm shook so badly it didn’t feel like she could hold on to him. He must’ve understood her predicament, because he slid his hand up and gripped her forearm as she moved toward him. Her entire body felt like it was made out of gelatin as she slowly twisted and tried to hop out of the car safely.

“You’re shaking like a leaf.” He placed her arm on his shoulder and reached around her. “Put your arms around my neck. I’ll carry you.”

“If you’re sure you can. It looks steep.” In the next breath she found herself pulled out of the car and he wrapped his arms around her back and under her legs. The door slammed behind her as he let it go and started up the incline.