Delicious Love Triangle – sneak peek

As promised, here is the blurb and excerpt from my new m/f/m menage. Hope you like!

No sex between roommates! This is the rule that Hana and her two best friends, Hiko and Shinji live by. So, Hana decides, it’s not really breaking the rule to ask her two handsome buddies to pose in erotic positions for her while she sketches what she hopes to be the manlove graphic novel that will launch her career as a manga artist. After all, Hiko and Shinji are both straight. Even better, they’re both agreeable to the plan. It’s the perfect arrangement until…

Seeing Hiko and Shinji together arouses Hana to no end. How will she be able to control herself watching their naked bodies entwined, watching them engage in acts that are the stuff of her wildest fantasies? What’s more, bit by bit, the three of them are starting to break their most important rule.

Hiko and Shinji have both been in love with Hana for a long time and out of their love for her, they’ve respected her stupid rule about no sex. But when Hana asks them to pose for her, they see their perfect chance to do away with regulation and get the woman they love into a position of their own.

Content warning: Contains male/male sexual acts, voyeurism, exhibitionism and multiple partner sex.


Chapter One

Hana blinked as if smoke from a bomb were choking her. There was no smoke, no bomb. Only her boss, Toshiko, seated at her glass top desk in the boutique’s office, telling her that she’d just lost her treasured position as their in-house designer.
Time slowed down, funneling into a fierce lump in her chest. Her heart started pounding. This couldn’t be. She was doing a great job. Her designs were being worn all over Harajuku. Her Gothic Lolita and New Generation Punk designs were among some of the most popular on the streets.
Toshiko frowned. Her eyes looked genuinely sad. She sighed. “I’m so sorry, Hana-chan. If it were up to me, I’d keep you forever. You’re the best.” She shrugged. “But it’s the owner, Tanaka. His new wife. You know.” Toshiko’s look said what they both new. The girl’s designs were nowhere near as good, but Tanaka had to live with her. “I’m so sorry,” Toshiko said again. She tried a smile. “Of course, you’ll receive your commissions for the designs in the works right now.”
Hana nodded, her vision blurred.
“The good news,” Toshiko went on, “is you’re very young. You’re talented. There are a million boutiques in Harajuku alone, never mind Ginza, Shibuya…”
Toshiko’s voice droned on, blotted by Hana’s upset. Yes, she was young, but twenty-six wasn’t that young, considering the blood, sweat and tears she’d poured into this work for the last four years. She’d probably worked enough hours for a person twice her age at this point to get where she was.
“…and you have that wonderful boyfriend…oh, what’s his name? Hiko, yes. He’ll take care of you while you look for another position, I’m sure.”
Hana pasted on the smile she used for her parents where Hiko-kun was concerned. It would be impossible for anyone else to imagine that she and Hiko were anything but best friends because they all considered her pretty and Hiko was…well…hot. A carpenter with the strong build of someone who works hard, along with that rugged yet intelligent face of his, her friend had agreed to let her parents and the rest of the world believe he was her boyfriend so that she could live with him instead of being stuck in her parents’ home and so that they wouldn’t pester her about not meeting her future husband. No one but she and Hiko knew about the “no-sex”rule. Well, except for Shinji who also lived with him. The other best friend. Shinji was ultra-easy on the eyes as well and was a musician and chef on top of it. The “no-sex” rule kept everything clean and easy. “Yes,” she murmured finally, tears threatening in her eyes, “Hiko-kun will help me for sure.” So would Shinji-kun, but she didn’t advertise that there was a third roommate.
Toshiko was still smiling, working so hard to make her feel better. It wasn’t working. Perhaps after a good cry and a talk with her roommates she’d feel better. Hiko and Shinji had a talent for making her feel better when she was upset. But for now, all she wanted was to get out of there and to somewhere she could cry. With her hands clasped properly in front of her, she bowed to Toshiko, thanked her and gathered her portfolio and purse.
However, once out on the street, she didn’t head toward home, as she’d thought she would. Shinji and Hiko were both working and wouldn’t be home yet and she found that she didn’t want to be there right now without them. She’d felt that way since grade school when the three of them had first become friends back in high school and she felt that way now.
Aimlessly she walked down one colorful street to the other. The world of cafés, clothing stores and fashionably dressed young people passed by her, the world she’d thrived on since high school and which now represented only her failure. A young guy whizzed past her on a skateboard in a flash of red t-shirt and orange, spiked up hair. He passed so closely, the breeze from him caressed her face. Normally, she’d watch someone like that, examining his outfit for ideas, or seeing if he caught her eye as someone she’d keep in her imagination for her unfinished manlove graphic novels. Now, she barely gave him a glance and trudged on.
Her path took her meanderingly all the way to Yoyogi Park. The late afternoon sun slanted down over the stretches of green grass and the air resounded with laughter and the rolling grind of skateboard wheels on the pavement. Hana found an unoccupied bench and stared at the swirling figures, rolling and leaping. With a sigh, she checked her watch. Hiko and Shinji would both be getting home soon.
Her stomach tightened. No doubt, they’d be willing to help her, but she hated asking them to let her sponge until she found another position. Rising from the bench, she made her way to the nearest subway stop.
The ride home was equally as unexhilerating. She’d never realized before how much time she normally spent studying the people around her, fixing their outfits in her mind, designing for each person the style that would fit him or her better if they weren’t already perfectly done up. At other times, her eye roved, searching for the perfect male models to sketch for her manga. Either way, life was a creative feast.
Not today.
Hana got off at her stop. At their building, she took the lift to the top floor. Hiko-kun had remodeled the entire top floor of the warehouse building into a cool, large apartment for the three of them. He was great at building soji screens and had used them to make three separate bedrooms so they each had their own little space. The lift took whoever was riding it right into the apartment. Pulling back the lift door, the kitchen immediately came into view with its stainless steel cabinet doors, utility shelves and appliances.
Hana took two steps and froze. Shinji was there, his back to her, smoke rising from a sauté pan in which he was cooking something. Delicious smells of garlic wafted to her senses and for the first time since her bad news, she forgot how miserable she was feeling. But not because of the food.
Shinji was cooking naked. Wearing only his underwear.


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