The Love Slave for Two Collection
Tyler Paulson came to America with a scholarship and a dream of becoming a writer, but he struggles to build a new life for himself in his adopted country. When he starts to doubt the truths he once held about himself and his trust in others, he must learn to forget the ghosts of his past to have a future with the man he wants to spend the rest of his life with.
Thomas Kinsey has some dark secrets of his own. His upbringing couldn’t have been more different than Tyler’s, but he carries the burden of his father’s legacy. He’s afraid to admit something that may test even his strong family bonds.
Together, they've found what they've been missing all their lives. Their relationship takes yet another unexpected turn when they hire Nevvie Barton to be their cleaning girl.
Abandoned by her adopted family and trapped in an abusive relationship, Nevvie Barton has never truly felt loved or like she belonged anywhere. Her life changes forever when Tyler and Thomas fall in love with her. The two men hatch a secret plan to seduce her and make her their permanent third.
As their lives together unfold, Nevvie and her men face tragedy, storms, betrayal, and unimaginable danger that teach them the truth about home, family, and love.
Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 424,478 words
THE LOVE SLAVE FOR TWO COLLECTION
Love Slave for Two: Beginnings
Love Slave for Two
Love Slave for Two: Family Matters
Love Slave for Two: Reunions
Love Slave for Two: Reckoning
Tymber Dalton
MENAGE EVERLASTING
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THE LOVE SLAVE FOR TWO COLLECTION
Love Slave for Two: Beginnings - Copyright © 2009
Love Slave for Two - Copyright © 2008
Love Slave for Two: Family Matters - Copyright © 2009
Love Slave for Two: Reunions - Copyright © 2012
Love Slave for Two: Reckoning - Copyright © 2012
Copyright © 2008 by Tymber Dalton
E-book ISBN: 978-1-63259-133-3
First E-book Publication: November 2008
Love Slave for Two: Beginnings
Love Slave for Two
Love Slave for Two: Family Matters
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Love Slave for Two: Reunions
Love Slave for Two: Reckoning
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DEDICATIONS
Love Slave for Two: Beginnings
Thank you to all my readers who fell in love with Tyler, Thomas, and Nevvie!
Love Slave for Two
For my husband—my muse, my best friend, my soul mate.
Love Slave for Two: Family Matters
Thanks to all the readers who loved Tyler, Nevvie, and Thomas the first time around! I hope you enjoy this one just as much.
Love Slave for Two: Reunions
This one’s for my Grimmy kitten. Because even though he can’t read, he spent quite a few hours trying to sit on my laptop while I was attempting to write this book. I think he wanted a byline. This was the compromise we finally agreed on. Also, to whoever invented dark chocolate-covered coffee beans, you absolutely ROCK! This book wouldn’t have been finished without them at my ready disposal.
In all seriousness, I dedicate this book to not only the tireless Parks Service staff at Yellowstone, but park rangers, employees, and volunteers all over our country at the local, state, and national levels. They have a usually low-paying, mostly thankless, and frequently dangerous job of making our experiences at parks enjoyable and safe. They are responsible for managing natural resources, animals, and people, and keeping all of them as safe from the others as possible.
And you thought writing a ménage was a juggling act!
Love Slave for Two: Reckoning
Thank you to all my readers who’ve patiently waited for this.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedications
Love Slave for Two: Beginnings 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
Chapter Sixteen
Love Slave for Two 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
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Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Love Slave for Two: Family Matters 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
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Love Slave for Two: Reunions 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
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Love Slave for Two: Reckoning 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
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Epilogue
Afterword
About the Author
Love Slave for Two Prequel
Love Slave for Two: Beginnings
Tyler Paulson came to America with a scholarship and a dream of becoming a writer. With an unsupportive mother and a father who abandoned him, he makes close friends and tries to build a new life for himself in his adopted country. Unfortunately, a series of heartbreaking betrayals makes him doubt not only truths he once held about himself, but shatters his trust in others.
Thomas Kinsey wants to carry on his father's legacy and become an architect. His family and upbringing couldn't be more different than Tyler's, but he hides a secret he's afraid to admit for fear of testing his strong family bonds.
Thomas knows Tyler is the man he wants to spend the rest of his life with...if he can convince Tyler to forget the ghosts in his past and have faith in their future together. Read the scorching prequel to "Love Slave for Two!"
Genre: Alternative (M/M or F/F), Ménage a Trois/Quatre
Length: 52,754 words
LOVE SLAVE FOR TWO: BEGINNINGS
Love Slave for Two Prequel
TYMBER DALTON
Copyright © 2009
Chapter One
“That’s it, Kinsey! Move it, move it!”
Vaguely aware of Coach Sweeney yelling at him, Tommy’s focus was torn between not screwing up the practice play and the sight of Alicia Smith’s bare legs on the sidelines as her fellow cheerleaders hoisted her up in a pyramid pattern.
At the whistle, Tommy and the others jogged over to the far sidelines where the water cooler was set up. He tried to ignore Alicia’s coy smile, then heard his dad’s voice.
“You’re lookin’ good out there, son.”
He pulled his helmet off and smiled. “Thanks, Dad.”
Coach Sweeney walked up and shook hands with his dad. “Hey, Adam. Didn’t expect to see you here today.”
“Finished up early. I hate missing his practices.”
Tommy’s eyes drifted across the field to Alicia and her short, red, pleated skirt. When she waved, three of her friends giggled.
He turned back to the water cooler, hoping everyone thought his red face was from the August Georgia heat. Thankfully his ample padding and protective gear hid the hard-on struggling for freedom.
“I heard some college scouts are gonna be in this area next month,” Coach said, eyeing Tommy. “You keep your game up like you have been, you might be able to land a scholarship.”
Adam Kinsey laughed. “He’s already guaranteed one with his grades. I swear, you’d think with my five girls and their momma’s brilliant brain, one of them would be an Einstein. Tommy’s got all his sisters beat there.”
Tommy reddened again, this time with embarrassment over his dad’s praise.
But it felt good.
“We’ll be going about another half hour,” Coach Sweeney said. “Then he’s all yours.”
“No problem.” When Coach walked away, Adam smiled at his son. “Got a surprise for you.”
“Yeah?” He finished his water and handed the empty cup to the equipment manager.
“Yeah. I know you’ve been working your butt off. Your momma and I decided you’ve earned a reward.” He winked. “After practice.” He took a seat in the stands.
Tommy’s heart raced as he donned his helmet and headed onto the field. He doubted they bought him a motorcycle, no way in hell would Momma ever agree to that. Maybe they’d decided to replace his car for him. It sucked being eighteen and a senior and not having wheels.
Stupid Emily anyway. They’d made him loan it to her when hers broke down, said since she was out on her own and married with babies, and him “just a kid,” that it was only right. Then she’d gone and wrecked the damn thing two months ago. His parents hadn’t taken out comp and collision on the old beater car.
The hope building in his heart even overshadowed thoughts of Alicia flirting with him.
After they received their next play, Tommy took his position on the line. When he glanced up, he stood eye to eye with Martin Jayce. Martin had just turned eighteen the week before. They’d all gotten together at his parents’ lake house for a party that past weekend.
Between Martin’s green eyes and the memory of what Martin looked like in his swim trunks…
Tommy closed his eyes, immediately willing that thought away. Girls. He liked girls. Alicia was dying for him to take her out that weekend. She’d been hinting around with comments as subtle as a baseball bat.
As the play commenced, Tommy gave thanks no one could tell when he snuck another look at Martin’s ass.
* * * *
Alicia stood waiting for Tommy when he emerged from the locker room after practice. “Tooommmy,” she called out in a singsong voice. “Are you ever gonna ask me out this weekend?” Her family was all local to Savannah, and her voice had the typical deep, rolling drawl.
He blushed and spotted his father wa
lking toward the locker room, talking with Coach Sweeney. “That’s a few days away. I don’t know what my parents have planned yet. Can we talk about it tomorrow?”
She latched onto his arm and made a pouty face that pooched her pink lips into a plump bow. “I thought you liked me.”
“I do like you. You know how sucky it is without a car.”
“Daddy said I could borrow Momma’s car on Saturday.” She grinned and leaned in close so she could whisper in his ear. “Me and Sarah and a couple others, we went to Macon a couple weeks ago. To one of those clinics. I’m on the Pill now.”
He blushed deep red. Yet another thing she’d constantly hinted at. While there’d been a few times he’d used mental images of Alicia while whacking off in the shower, he wasn’t sure he was ready for the real thing yet. “That’s cool.”
What the heck else was he supposed to say?
She stepped back with an evil teenage girl grin on her face as his father and Coach walked up. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow, Tommy. Bye.”
“Bye, Alicia.”
Adam Kinsey watched her walk away, a knowing fatherly smirk on his face. “She’s sweet on you, isn’t she?”
He didn’t think his face could get any redder if he tried. “Dad!”
His father laughed. “I know, son. I was there myself once, don’t forget. Well, let’s get going.”
He followed his father out to the parking lot, at first puzzled when he didn’t see his dad’s car. He’d forgotten about the promise of a surprise. Then his father pulled out a set of keys and led him toward a blue Ford F-150. Not the newest, but it wasn’t a rust bucket either.
Adam dangled the keys in front of his son. “Emily can’t drive a stick. No chance of her wrecking this one for you.”