At Their Service

Title –  At Their Service

Author – Isla Munro

Genre – Science Fiction Erotic MMF Menage 

Publication Date – 7 March 2014

Length – 92 pages/ 26,000 words

Publisher – Etopia Press

Cover Artist – Valerie Tibbs

Book Blurb/Synopsis –
Can a prince, a maid, and a valet live happily ever after? 

Forced to be a maid to her family, nursemaid to her birth-mother, and slave to her step-mother, the only high point in Drella’s life is a new job at the palace. She will get to meet the handsome Prince Abran. However, Drella is not expecting to be attracted to both the prince and his valet. The equally handsome Oshan invites Drella to enjoy a night of passion with both men...all three of them together. Can Drella put the messy relationship between her own four parents aside and accept the love offered by a prince and his valet? 

Prince Abran is heir to the throne of Erotania. He loves his country and he loves his valet, Oshan. But his passionate relationship with the manservant cannot produce his own heir. In a culture where family groups consist of up to four bi-sexual adults and their offspring, it’s not much of a leap to bring a woman into their bed chamber. But what woman will be acceptable to his mother, attracted to both men, and willing to put up with his arrogance? 

Oshan loves his master and knows he needs an heir. When Drella starts work in the palace, he can tell that Abran is attracted to the pretty maid. But Drella has her own challenges to face. Can Oshan and the man he loves discover Drella’s demons and help her fight them? And can a prince, a valet, and a maid defy the impossible and find their very own happily ever after?

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Isla lives in tiny cottage in the wilds of Scotland. She loves history, sci-fi, romance and coffee. She is also passionate about music but has never put enough effort into learning a musical instrument properly.

She has always made up stories in her head or imagined the worst case scenarios whenever mildly dramatic events happen. She has always been told she had too vivid an imagination. Since she has discovered novel writing, she has thoroughly enjoyed putting that imagination to the test.

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EXCERPT

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PG-13 Excerpt

“Hi, Drella.”

“Hi.” Her voice was a mere whisper, and she looked as if she wanted to be anywhere but speaking to him.

“Hello. I’m Clara.” The human girl shoved her hand toward him. He took it and smiled at her. It still seemed strange to shake hands with someone he had just met. The custom on Threni was to bow to new acquaintances.

“It’s lovely to meet you, Clara. Do you mind if I take Drella outside to speak to her privately? We won’t be long.” He could see Drella out of the corner of his eye shaking her head, a mutinous look on her face.

“Not at all. I would never stop her from talking to such a handsome man.” She fluttered her eyelashes. “And if she says no, please feel free to come and make your offer to me.” Her eyes were bright and sparkled with mischief—she was clearly joking.

“Please, Drella.” He turned his most pleading expression on her, and her mutinous look crumbled.

“OK,” she conceded, and got up, and marched out of the bar. Once outside, he took her gently by the arm and guided her to the quiet alleyway.

“What do you want?” She leaned against the wall and looked over his shoulder.

“I wanted to apologize if the prince or I embarrassed you today. He feels very bad about spying on us.”

“We were in the prince’s shower area. And besides, I spied on you.”

“The prince doesn’t mind that you were watching us. In fact, he’s quite turned on by it.” Oshan brought his hand up to cup her cheek, and she leaned into the caress. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was not being rejected. “He would like you to be involved next time. And so would I.”

“Involved?”

“Yes, Drella. We both want you. We discussed it. Since we got together there has only been the two of us. But we like you and we both want you.”

She was wide-eyed again, which only made her more appealing. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise, and he couldn’t help himself. He leaned forward and ran his tongue along her lower lip. She tentatively touched his tongue with her own and placed her hand at his nape. He captured her lips fully. After a few moments, he drew away and raised an eyebrow at her.

“I’m with Clara,” she said as if it was some kind of explanation.

“It doesn’t have to be tonight.” She nodded in understanding. “What about tomorrow night?”

“I have to go home from work and make dinner, but I could come back to the palace afterward.”

“Dinner? Do you already have children?”

“No. It’s for my parents and siblings.”

“Can they not get their own dinner?”

“It’s a complicated situation.” Her shoulders sagged slightly and some of the glow left her gaze. She looked tired. What exactly was her situation that she had to make her grown-up family dinner?

“Very well. After dinner. Come up to the palace. You can use your pass to get in. If anyone asks, say Prince Abran has asked to see you. No one will ask any questions.”

NSFW Excerpt

“Oshan, we have exquisite taste in women. Sexy and funny. I love that neither of you treat me like a prince when we’re alone.”

“It’s hard to think of you that way when you’re so relaxed,” Drella pointed out as she melted into his embrace.

“It’s definitely hard when you’re around.” He placed her hand on his lap, allowing her to feel his erection through the leather kilt.

“Abran, don’t rush things.” Oshan’s voice was a plea.

Drella turned her head and boldly pressed a light kiss onto the valet’s mouth. She was beginning to enjoy herself and if she was honest, she could not wait to start exploring whatever was between them. “It’s OK. It’s just flirting.”

“It’s not.” Abran’s voice dropped, and he pressed her hand harder against his groin. Her pussy began to ache for the touch of both of these men. She moved her hand, and he offered no resistance. She leaned over to pick up her wine, taking a long, steadying draught.

“You need to be patient, Abran. And you need to share. This is a three-way arrangement and you are not calling the shots.” It was a warning, and Drella glanced quickly at Abran. His mouth twisted and he looked away—frustration marring his handsome face.

“I didn’t mean…I’m…fuck. I want you. I want to see Oshan lick your pussy. I want to fuck him as he fucks you. I want us to both be inside you at the same time. And I’ve wanted it since I saw you on your first day.” He stood up and pushed his hand through his long, dark hair.

Drella leaned over and kissed Oshan full on the lips. He opened his mouth, deepening the caress as he placed his hand on the back of her head to angle her properly. He delved deeper. Still immersed in the feel of his lips, she moved her leg over his thighs to straddle him. His hard cock nestled between them. Then there was another hard cock pressed against her back.

A pair of hands—Abran’s—cupped her breasts from behind. The warm, wet peck of his lips against her bare neck told her he was ready now and as needy as Oshan.

She pulled out of the kiss and leaned back. Turning her head, she caught the other man’s lips with her own. With no preliminaries, they were tongue-fucking. The new angle meant that her pussy rubbed against Oshan’s cock through layers of cloth and leather. But it still sent spears of pleasure through her.

Oshan pulled on the neckline of her top, exposing her breast, before he wrapped his lips around it and sucked. Abran continued to massage her other breast. Every nerve in her body was alive.

She ground into Oshan’s cock as he sucked harder on her nipple and swirled his tongue around it. She wanted to feel a cock in her hand or naked against her bare skin. She buried her hand under the flap of the prince’s kilt and took hold of the coveted flesh.

Abran held his breath and withdrew from the kiss, but she moved to capture his lips again, raising herself slightly off Oshan. The valet took his opportunity and tweaked the fastening of her shorts, burrowing his hand under the material until he touched her heated flesh. Strong, practiced fingers glided through her aching pussy, relieving some of the tension but sending desire coursing through her.

His touch was like a laser beam, finding the spots that made her groan and pressing them until he reached her core. He dipped his fingers into the entrance. She closed her eyes and waited for more. But Abran moved her onto her feet as Oshan withdrew his hand. His fingers glistened with her juices.

“Taste her,” he urged his master as he too rose to his feet. Abran sucked on his valet’s fingers and groaned his appreciation. Saints, the sight of that was nearly enough to make her climax. She could imagine the faint tickle of the prince’s tongue on the pad of her finger and the accompanying jolt of need that would no doubt follow.

“Like nectar,” he said eventually. Drella continued to slowly stroke Abran’s cock and buried her hand underneath Oshan’s kilt for the same purpose. The two men were kissing now, sharing the taste of her while they both tugged on her shorts to get them out of their way.

 

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Abran – Crown Prince of Erotania

Abran is the only son of the King and Queen of Erotania – a Kingdom on the planet Threni. He has had every privilege: a good education, plenty of money and possessions – everything a kid could want. Now as an adult, he has his valet Oshan. His mother, Queen Emba believes he needs and heir and to beget an heir he and Oshan need to open up their spousal unit to a female. Like all Threni adults, he’s bisexual , so when he meets Drella, he believes she may very well be the one to complete his relationship with his valet.

Oshan – Valet to the Crown Prince

Oshan has had humble beginnings. He has managed to work his way up to being valet to Abran, Crown Prince of Erotania. He is practical and loving and regularly has to encourage the headstrong prince to do the right thing. Oshan loves Abran with a fierce loyalty and is more than willing to share him in order to fulfil Abran’s duties. When he meets Drella he is instantly attracted to her and knows that Abran is too. But he must be the go-between to bring her to the prince and reassure her that her station in life is immaterial.

Drella – Maid in the palace at Erotania and in her own home.

Drella has grown up with two mothers and two fathers in the usual Threni household (four bisexual adults make up one spousal unit along with any children). But with her birth mother ill, her fathers too wrapped up in each other and her “step” mother, Breda, bitter from loneliness, Drella seems to have drawn the short straw. She is maid, nurse and slave to her ungrateful relatives. Having given up the chance of further education, she has worked her way up in menial jobs until at last she gets a job at the palace. She even gets to make the sexy prince’s bed. But having seen the way her father’s act, she’s not so keen to turn out bitter and twisted like Breda. Can the Prince and his valet convince her that they won’t shut her out and that their relationship with her is as important as their relationship with each other?

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