Page 1 of Seducing Serena

PROLOGUE

Walking out of the bank, Serena Michaels could not help but do a happy dance across the parking lot to her car. She had just made the final payments on both her car and her student loans. She also opened a second savings account to hold the money that remained after paying off those loans. While she wouldn’t be getting rich quickly, at least she could start saving for future fun times.

It had taken two years of scrimping and living frugally, but she was debt free. Now she could begin putting money away for the special vacation her housemates kept talking about. They wanted to visit some sex resort in Montana. She only had to convince them to wait another six or eight months while she saved for the trip, though she would not mind taking a break now.

After growing up watching her parents as they fussed and fought and worried about how to pay off their many debts, Serena had vowed to herself to be as debt free as possible. Today that vow was fulfilled. Sitting in her car, she stared at the restaurant across the parking lot. It took a moment before she decided to take herself to a celebratory lunch. It was her last day of this cycle and she deserved a special treat. Then she would go home and prepare for her next round of twenty-four on, twenty-four off shifts as a paramedic.

CHAPTER1

“I can’t go on vacation right now,” Serena Michaels said three days later at the firehouse, as she scrubbed the last pan that night’s cook had used to make dinner for the crew. “I just paid off all my loans. I need a couple of months to save up for a vacation. You guys go and have a great time. I’ll take care of the house while you’re gone.”

The rest of the crew had retired to the break room to watch a baseball game. Serena’s plan was to finish washing the dishes so she could retire to her room and read before the next callout came. She turned her full attention back to scrubbing off the bits of lasagna that stubbornly clung to the pan. She jumped with a squeak when two hard hands smacked her ass, one on each cheek.

Grabbing the dishtowel from the counter, she turned to face the two men who were not only her housemates, but two of the five men on duty with her to guard the town from fire and other emergencies.

“What was that for?” she asked she looked from Ford Stevens to Noah Damien.

She only allowed herself a moment to look at each man before settling her gaze on the clock across the room. Like the rest of the crew, Ford and Noah were hot, built, and, in her opinion, could easily become models for the covers of the sexy romance novels she read. She, on the other hand, was too short, heavy, and muscular to be considered a proper model. Her curves were all in the right places but when she looked in the mirror, her boobs were too small and her ass and belly were too big.

As shift captain, Ford radiated Dominant power. His sky-blue eyes, dirty blond hair, and slim but muscular swimmer’s build made her think he should be on a surfboard somewhere, not leading the A shift crew into battle against fires, rescues, and medical emergencies.

Noah was his opposite in looks, but not in heart. His black hair was buzzed to keep the curl under control and his milk chocolate skin caused his grass-green eyes to stand out, making them appear to shine like emeralds. Noah was a few inches taller than Ford’s six-foot height with the muscles-on-muscles build of a defensive lineman, which he had been in high school and college. But instead of going professional when the opportunity presented itself, Ford had gone into public service with the fire department.

Ford and Noah had been a team since they’d met the first day of the fire academy. They worked together, lived together, and allowed her to rent the apartment in the basement of their house.

Though she loved both men, she would never tell them. They were already involved–with each other. They joked around about her joining their partnership, but Serena was not sure it would work. As a woman who worked, lived, and spent all her free time with men, she had become too strong and independent for most men to handle. She thought Ford and Noah might be able to, if only they could see her as more than just a submissive to play with when they went to the BDSM club they all belonged to.

Ford cupped his hand along the side of her face and forced her to look at him. His simple touch pulled her from her thoughts doing a downward spiral that she would never be able to call these men her own.

“You are taking a vacation with us, honey. Every man working on every shift owes you at least one or two days. We’ve already set up coverage so you can come with us to Rawhide Ranch after our last shift this cycle,” Ford stated.

His dominant alpha tone would not be refused. Her submissive side melted under his direct, silvery blue-eyed gaze.

Taking a deep breath, Serena wanted to continue arguing, but before she could put one together, Noah spoke. He was just as dominant and protective as Ford when it came to her, though his personality was a little more laid back than his partner’s.

“If you don’t willingly agree to take the time for a vacation, Ford will put you on administrative leave for the next two weeks and we’ll kidnap you. Either way, the three of us are going away for a week of rest, relaxation, and play at Rawhide Ranch. You need a break before you burn out and get hurt or injure someone else due to exhaustion.”

Though she wanted to argue, Serena stopped herself long enough to think. They were right. She did need some time away. Two years without more than the three-day cycle between shifts and picking up extra shifts whenever possible had worn her down. She just wasn’t sure going away with them for a week was such a good idea.

Could she spend a week in close quarters with her best friends and housemates without revealing her true feelings for them? It was hard enough living and working side by side with the pair of hot, sexy firefighters without admitting her feelings. And while they played together at the local BDSM club, exploring everything the lifestyle had to offer, they had never had full-on penetrative sex. They had never discussed it as an off-the-table hard limit, but it had become an unwritten rule of their relationship.

Serena took a slow, deep breath as she tried to come up with another argument. Before she could open her mouth, Ford shot down the last sticking point.

“Before you say you can’t afford it, we’re paying for everything, so put that out of your mind. You won’t have to do a thing, except what we tell you to do, subbie.”

“Subbie?”

Once again, Noah took over, his tone softer, but no less intense. It was as if the two men were sharing a brain when it came to this trip. “Yes, subbie. Rawhide Ranch is a BDSM resort and we plan on giving you the experience of a lifetime. Okay, sugar?”

Serena took a deep breath and released it slowly before saying the only thing she could. “Okay. I’ll go on vacation with you to Rawhide Ranch for a week of BDSM fun and games.”

“Good girl,” the men said in unison a second before the alarm went off, calling them into action.

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It wasn’t until they returned to the firehouse after putting out a shed fire caused by a pair of teenagers with a collection of illegal fireworks that Ford realized they had not revealed to Serena the biggest reason they wanted to take her away with them. That they both loved her and hoped to convince her to not only be their play partner at the club, but also their third in their lives, their bed, both on duty and off, permanently.

“Should we tell her?” Noah asked once they closed themselves into the room they shared at the firehouse.

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