Her Dakota Men [Dakota Heat 1]
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by Leah Brooke
Category: Erotica/Menage Erotica
Description: [Menage Amour 32: Erotic Western Menage a Quatre Romance, F/M/M/M] Stacy Daniels left the ranch she loved so much years ago. Not being able to cope with her abusive father, she'd stayed away as much as possible. Infrequent visits to the ranch to visit those she loved caused her heartache, but she couldn't stay away. Wolfe, Travis and Cash Dakota, the foreman's three sons, lived and worked on the ranch and she'd loved them forever. Realizing the futility of loving all three, she carefully kept her love for them hidden as guilt consumed her. She wanted more than anything to stay on the ranch she loves so much with the only real family she's ever known. But if she gives in, loving all three of them the way she does, she'll ruin everything. Not wanting to cause anyone pain, she has no choice but to flee. Wolfe, Travis and Cash Dakota have other plans for her and won't let her go. They've waited for years to be Her Dakota Men. [Erotic Western Menage Romance: Contains graphic sexual content and adult language.]
eBook Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc./Menage Amour, 2008 2008
eBookwise Release Date: September 2009
209 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [96 KB]
Reading time: 63-88 min.
"5 Blue Ribbons: Her Dakota Men takes readers on an emotional journey along with the characters as each comes to grips with their feelings and what they mean for their future. Stacy's generous nature and love for the ranch and everyone who resides there really touches your heart even as you wonder how she could be such a sweet person when her father was so mentally abusive. Wolfe, Cash and Travis are wonderful men who want nothing more than Stacy's happiness--and for her to stay at the ranch. They're all dominant men by nature and their interactions with Stacy are beyond scorching. Leah Brooke is a fairly new author, but she's definitely secured herself a place on my auto-buy list. Her Dakota Men is the first story in the Dakota Heat Anthology and while I can't find any information on any of the other stories in this collection I'll definitely be stalking Siren-Bookstrand's website for news of any books being released by this amazing author."--Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies
"5 Stars: WOW!! The words that best describe this book are hot and steamy. What woman wouldn't want three men to love her, share her, cherish her? The men in this book are very forceful. The intimate scenes are sure to create want in the reader. Leah Brooke has created a winner."--Anne Boling, ReviewYourBook
"4 Clovers: Dakota Heat is another outing lined to the Siren Ménage Amour from Ms. Brooke. She most definitely has a love for this genre and it's reflected in the quality of the books that she writes. Her Dakota Men is a great first book in the Dakota Heat series and I am most definitely looking forward to where Ms. Brooke goes with this series."--Sandra, CK2s Kwips and Kritiques
"4 Stars, Sensuality Level 4: Her Dakota Men puts a new and fresh twist on the term menage. The surprising storyline adds a new dimension to the relationship among the four main characters. The story is enticing and draws the reader into the emotional conflicts that are warring inside Stacy. This is a compelling story that keeps the reader enthralled with the dynamics of a polyamorous relationship. The sex is very erotic and spicy. Ms. Brooke is talented and I am running to get the next book in the series."--Teagan, Book Wenches
"4 Cherries: If you love Ms. Brooke's Desire series, you're sure to feel the same about her Dakota Heat series. Her Dakota Men is the first book in this new series and I know I fell in love with the characters from the first pages. Ms. Brooke has a fantastic ability to write ménage and her love for the genre shows in every story. I can't wait for the next book in the Dakota Heat series."--Hibiscus, Whipped Cream Reviews
Stacy Daniels listened to the minister as she looked down at the coffin. Whether Benton Daniels, her father, had gone to heaven or hell she had no idea. She could hardly believe that a man like him would die of anything as small as a clogged artery.
No, men like Benton Daniels died in stampedes, tornados, or breaking wild horses. Men like Benton Daniels loomed larger than life and dominated their surroundings.
Her father had been a bear of a man. Standing head and shoulders above most men, he'd always been strong as an ox and twice as mean. His deep booming voice carried and could be heard far away, so he didn't have to raise it. But he did.
She looked now across to her father's friends and neighbors. She saw pity in their eyes when they looked at her and she knew stories of her father's mistreatment had reached them. It didn't surprise her. Word got around fast in ranch circles, and her father certainly hadn't tried to be discreet. No one cried, not even her. Her father had been dead to her for a long time. Nevertheless, it had been a shock as she'd realized how much his death would change her life. She had moments when she thought she would crumble at any moment.
She drew her strength from the men standing behind her. Ever since she'd come home, at least one of them had always been in earshot in case she needed anything. They made the ranch a safe haven for her, because she knew they would always be there if she needed them.
The minister concluded the service, and she moved forward to place the single rose on her father's coffin. She wanted to fling it, but didn't. She mourned the way her life would change more than she mourned her father. She turned away from the coffin and started back toward the road. Before she could take a second step, a hand gripped her elbow to steady her. Cash. How she knew who it was without looking, she had no idea, but she did.
Others followed suit and before she knew it they'd gotten into Wolfe's truck and headed back to the ranch. She smiled when she saw Rosa getting into Rex's truck for the ride back. Leaning her head back against the seat, she sighed. She dreaded the next few hours. Everyone would be coming to the house to pay their condolences. She didn't want to see the pity on their faces or answer a lot of questions about what she would do now. She just didn't want to face it.
Strangely, she'd never thought about what would happen when Benton Daniels died. It just never seemed like a possibility for her. Her father seemed like the type that would be around forever.
She would have to stay a few days to do any necessary paperwork before getting back to her receptionist job in Great Falls. The dental office she worked in hadn't been her first choice but she'd needed to pay the rent.
"Are you okay, baby?"
Stacy looked up and met Wolfe's eyes in the rearview mirror. He had a predator's eyes, deep gray and slightly hooded, always watchful. She'd seen ice form in those eyes more than once and knew it could chill to the bone, but never when he'd looked at her.
"I'm fine, thanks. It was a nice turnout, wasn't it? Dad would have liked it."
Travis sat with her in the back seat and reached for her hand. "Yeah, Ben would have loved having a crowd."
Stacy turned at his sarcasm, trying to ignore the effect his touch had on her. "That's true."
Travis opened his mouth to say something but after glancing at Wolfe, closed it again. His silver eyes held hers for several moments before he spoke. "How does it feel to be back?"
She shrugged. "Strange. I wish I could attribute the pitying looks I get to dad's death but they're the same every time I come back." She pulled her hand from his as unobtrusively as possible. It had become hard to sit here and talk to them when just the touch of any one of them could make her forget what she'd been saying. "Thankfully, a few more hours of it and I'll be done. When I meet with dad's attorney tomorrow, I'll sign whatever's necessary and head for home."
"This is your home," Wolfe growled as the others frowned at her.
"This hasn't been my home for a long time."
"That's because your father was here. He's gone now. What about the ranch?"
"What about it?"
Travis shot a glance at his brother then looked back at her. "Honey, you can't just walk away from the ranch. You love the ranch."
Stacy smiled sadly. "I can't stay. It's not my home anymore."
Wolfe pulled onto the road leading to the ranch and met her eyes in the mirror again. "What are you talking about, sweetheart? Of course the ranch is your home."
Stacy shrugged and looked out the window. "I really don't feel like talking about it right now."
Thankfully they dropped the subject and made the rest of the drive in silence.