Maia's Magickal Mates [The Double R 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

The Double R 3

Maia’s Magickal Mates

Brothers Thayne and Cade Malloy couldn't be more different, the only things linking them their psychic gifts and their Wiccan legacy. With their parents killed twenty-four years ago, they are all each other has.

When Cade turns up on his doorstep after a long absence, burned-out and needing refuge from his gifts, Thayne welcomes him with open arms. Neither brother is aware of the evil that stalks them.

Wiccan and New York transplant Maia Jensen knows she is more than a handful for the sensible and staid Thayne, but she can see interesting things happening for her, Thayne, and Cade in the future…if they can survive an egomaniac's power-hungry trip in the present.

Thayne, Cade, and Maia are chased through time when Prentice Teague, a powerful black-magick Wiccan with an age-old score to settle, sets his sights on augmenting his powers with theirs. Prentice has another thing coming, however, when the trio's growing emotional connection enhances their gifts.

Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

Genre:
Interracial, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys
Length:
96,239 words
 

The Double R 3

Gigi Moore

MENAGE EVERLASTING

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The Double R 3

GIGI MOORE

Copyright © 2012

Los Angeles, California

Twenty-four years ago

“So when can we come home, Mom?”

Brielle Malloy listened to her oldest son on the other end of the phone, heart aching with missing him. He thought he was grown-up now that he had turned eleven and “firmly broken into the double digits,” but he would always be her baby.

She wanted her boys home but knew this separation was necessary, even if Caith didn’t agree.

Despite this and his not understanding her concerns about the upcoming meeting, her husband had let her send the boys to Oklahoma to stay with her sister and her sister’s husband for a little while, at least until she and Caith could clear up this situation with the West Moon Progressive study circle.

Bless his heart.

Brielle tried to console herself with the thought that the boys liked the ranch and loved their Aunt Aura and Uncle Jeff, but listening to Thayne’s voice on the phone, wanting to hold him and reassure him when he remained so far away, almost made her resolve crumble.

Why was she being so maudlin? This impending meeting wasn’t a life-or-death matter.

“I thought you liked it at the ranch.”

Thayne sighed, and Brielle laughed, steeling herself for his gripe. “Yeah, I do. Even though Uncle Jeff makes us work hard, there’s always lots of cool stuff to do like riding the horses and stuff, but…”

“But?”

“You know, like, I really miss…LA.”

“Miss all the excitement and danger of the concrete jungle, huh?”

“Yeah, and my friends, too. You know how it is.”

“I certainly do.” Brielle grinned against the mouthpiece, deciding to let her son off the hook. She knew he was too tough to admit he actually missed his mom and dad. “Want to put your brother on the phone so I can say good night to him, hun?”

“Sure thing, Mom.”

Brielle listened to Thayne yell for Cade to come to the phone. A moment later when he handed the receiver to his younger brother she braced herself.

This would be a little harder. Cade was only six, just as tough on the outside, trying to emulate the brother and father he idolized, but still a little boy who slept with a night-light and worried about dying in his sleep if he got hit with a stray bullet that might crash through his bedroom window.

Caith worked extra shifts at the locksmith to earn more money, eager to move his family out of the neighborhood as soon as possible. Until then he maintained the most secure home on the block and kept a gun in the house for protection just in case.

Brielle had tried to talk him out of the latter since violence should never be a solution and just wasn’t the Wiccan way.

“For the time being, and until I can get you all someplace more safe, it’ll have to be.”

She hated that they were forced to compromise their beliefs, but it was either that or leave themselves vulnerable to attack, and after the latest home invasion in the neighborhood just a week ago, Caith insisted the best defense was a good offense.

“Hey, Mommy!”

“How’s my big Cade?”

“Aw shucks, ma’am, I’m right as a trivet.”

Brielle laughed at the Old West slang she knew he had learned from his uncle. Whenever he came back from visiting Aura and Jeff, Cade always had a couple of new Old West sayings in his repertoire with which to impress his parents. “Well, that’s good to hear, little man.”

“Are you coming to get us soon, Mommy?’

“Uh-huh. Real soon.” Brielle didn’t trust herself to say anything else without choking up. She swallowed over the lump in her throat. “Is your brother still there?”

“Yep.”

“Give me a kiss and give me back to your brother before you get ready for bed, munchkin.” Brielle listened as Cade puckered his lips and gave her a big wet one over the phone without even bristling at her nickname for him. “Night, Mommy. Love you!”

“Love you, too, baby.” Brielle didn’t even have a chance to wallow in her separation anxiety before Thayne got back on the line.

“Hey, Mom. What’s up?”

“Remember to take care of the crystal I gave you.”

“I wear it around my neck always.”

“Good. And remember, it’s not a toy like your 8-Ball.”

“I know that. It can actually do things, like protect me.”

“Only if you believe, Thayne. If you believe, anything is possible, even without the crystal.”

“I know, Mom. I do.”

Brielle took a deep breath, preparing to sign off, but her boy beat her to the punch and said, “Don’t worry about us, Mom. We’re okay here. Whenever you’re ready to come get us, come get us. I’ll take care of Cade until then.”

He was so much like his father, protective of the weak and small, putting others before himself, mature beyond his years. She couldn’t wait to see him grow up into the beautiful, honorable man she knew he would be. “I know you will because you’re my big man.”

“I gotta go, Mom.
Who’s the Boss?
is coming on.”

“That Alyssa Milano is a real cutie, huh?”

“Aw, Mom…”

“Give me a kiss and say good night.”

Thayne sighed but relented and kissed the receiver. “Night, Mom. See you soon.”

“See you soon, baby. Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

Thayne hung up on his end and, as if on cue, someone rang the doorbell.

Brielle glanced at the grandfather clock across the room, frowning.

The Teagues had arrived early. They must have been as eager as her to get this show on the road. Brielle just wished that Caith had made it back from the market already. She didn’t want to face the couple alone or start without him.

Brielle started for the front door just as she heard the back door open and close. A moment later, Caith emerged from the kitchen and crossed the living room to stand before her.

“Showtime yet?” He grinned.

Brielle’s heart fluttered. She’d known him since before high school, and after more than a decade together, those deep dimples still did things to her. “What took you so long?”

When he slid his arms around her waist, drew her close, and bent his head, all her anxieties seemed to evaporate beneath the soft insistence of his kiss.

Caith pulled away to gently caress her brow with a thumb. “Stop frowning. We don’t want you getting wrinkles before your time.”