Insatiable

by Landrie Richards

Genres: Erotic & Steamy Romance

Synopsis

A contemporary erotic novella with m/f/m menage themes by Landrie Richards.

All her life, Rachel has been the good girl who does what she's told and neglects her own needs. When she heads out to a club in order to finally let loose, she gets more than she ever bargained for in a handsome stranger and his twin brother.

With Rachel determined to shake her innocent image and cocksure Mark dead set on helping brother Aaron get over his recently ended relationship, the three find that things begin to fall into place when they all fall into bed for the night.

But will even the wildest of one-night stands begin to satisfy any of them? Can Rachel, Aaron and Mark ever get enough?

Release date: February 16, 2012

Publisher: Headline

Print pages: 78

Sample

Chapter One

The music in the club was blasting so loudly it made Aaron wince and grip the neck of his beer bottle a little tighter as he lifted it to his lips and took a long sip. He knew that tomorrow morning he’d wake up with a high-pitched whirring in his ears, and even as a group of girls in short, tight skirts and low-cut blouses wandered by and flashed flirtatious looks in his direction, he wondered if it was all worth it.

‘They’re not looking at you, they’re looking at me,’ his twin brother, Mark, teased as he sat down beside him and took a sip of his own drink. Aaron felt his brother nudge his arm and rolled his eyes. ‘It’s because they can tell that I’m the better looking twin. And the older one.’

‘By about a minute and a half,’ Aaron responded, glancing around the nightclub just off-campus that his brother had dragged him to. ‘What are we even doing here, man? I’ve got a big project due next week and this isn’t my scene at all.’

Mark shook his head at his brother. ‘We’re here because you need to get off the rebound, over the lying, cheating skank you were ready to slap a promise ring on, and back on your game. We can’t have you wallowing around campus in self-pity. Someone could accidentally mistake you for me,’ he joked before patting his brother’s shoulder and tugging him in to put an arm around him. He gestured around the crowded room, using his hand to guide Aaron’s line of sight. ‘Dude, just look around. The place is packed with a bunch of girls who are ready and willing to help you get back onto the horse. Even if you narrow it down to girls with some standards, it still leaves dozens of ’em. So just look around. I guarantee that you will find one girl worth buying a drink and taking home.’

Scoffing, Aaron sighed and took a sip of his beer, relenting enough to reluctantly glance around and survey the crowd. He was about to shrug his brother’s arm off and tell him it wasn’t any use and that he was just going to finish his beer and head home. There would be no riding of any horse – or anyone, for that matter. That was, at least, until his gaze fell on her. She was standing near the crowded bar, looking just as uncomfortable to be there as he felt. He watched a few times as she timidly tried to get the bartender’s attention and had other people cut in front of her before he saw her put her hands on her curvy hips and stomp her foot in frustration.

Aaron’s lips quirked up into a slight smirk as he watched her. He turned to look at Mark, prepared to admit that maybe his brother had been right about him finding someone worth buying a drink for. Mark was staring straight ahead, though; following his gaze, Aaron realised he was looking at the same brunette he’d spotted by the bar.

He pushed Mark’s arm off his shoulders and said adamantly, ‘No. I saw her first.’

Mark pulled his eyes away from the girl and Aaron could tell by the look on his face that he was already planning in his head what his first move on her should be. Aaron stood up quickly and shook his head as he repeated, ‘I saw her first.’

Mark had a confused expression as he glanced at him, but then his eyes flicked over to the bar and realisation took over. Aaron thought he almost looked disappointed for a second, but then he lifted his drink a bit, as if he was giving him his blessing. ‘All right, man, you saw her first. She’s all yours.’

Aaron felt smug for a moment because rarely did he ever beat his brother at anything and, even if Mark was pretty much giving him this win, it still counted. He nodded once and turned to face the bar. His stomach dropped a little. He gripped his beer bottle tighter and almost wished Mark hadn’t given up so easily. He was not good at picking up girls – that was always Mark’s thing. He’d been out of the dating scene for a while and, when he’d been in it before, he’d relied heavily on his brother and friends to help him get his foot in the door with girls. He didn’t have the first clue what he should say to the girl still standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at the bartender who continued to ignore her.

He knew he no longer had a choice, though. Unless he wanted to be ragged on by his brother the rest of the night, he needed to get his ass over there to talk to her. He took a big swig of his beer and walked toward the bar, trying to ignore the amused tone in Mark’s voice when he yelled at his back, ‘Good luck!’

He pushed his way through the crowd of people surrounding the bar until he was standing to the right of the girl. Her attention was still focused on the bartender and Aaron cringed a bit before he made his first attempt at conversation with her.

‘Hi!’ he yelled over the loud music and voices. The girl jumped a little because she hadn’t realised he was there and looked startled. He fidgeted awkwardly and tried to smile as he lowered his voice and said again, ‘Hi.’

She looked at him like he had two heads and turned back toward the bar. He decided then that was all the effort at hitting on a girl he had the energy for and he was ready to call it a night. He felt even more pathetic than he had before he’d come to the club and he cursed his brother for dragging him along. He turned to leave and tried to push his way through the crowd again when he heard the girl yell, ‘Excuse me!’

Aaron thought she was talking to him, but then he realised she was still trying to get the bartender to notice her. He felt irritated on her behalf and he decided he might as well accomplish one thing that night. Moving back toward the bar, he stood behind the girl as he shouted angrily, ‘Hey, buddy!’

The girl jumped again and looked up at him, but Aaron kept his eyes on the bartender who finally had the decency to walk over. Being mean and intimidating was Mark’s thing, but Aaron could pull it off when he had to.

The bartender sounded irritated as he asked, ‘Yeah? What do you need?’

Aaron glared at him and said harshly, ‘The lady’s been trying to order for at least 15 minutes. Do your job and get her what she wants. And do it quickly.’

The guy looked back at him like he wanted to argue, but he cowered under Aaron’s irate stare and changed his tone as he asked the girl, ‘What would you like?’

She looked back and forth between Aaron and the bartender with wide eyes before finally saying, ‘A strawberry daiquiri, please.’

Aaron continued to glower at the bartender until he was sure the guy was working on making the girl’s drink, then he nodded at her as she stared up at him curiously. He turne. . .