Once Upon a Menage
by Muffy Wilson
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Third time's the charm. The power of three. Ménage a trois. Clearly there is magic in three, as well as in the power of fairytales. From the original fairytale anthology SPELLBOUND come these classic and lesser known tales that take a turn for the kinky with various combinations of three in a bed. Two men, one woman. Two women, one man. Wolves, beasts, mermaid—even a very talented pussycat. Whatever your pleasure, we have a story: The Girl Who Cried Wolf by Celeste Hall, Little Red Hot by Ramona Leigh, Beauty's Beast by Naomi Shaw, The Mermaid, the Prince, and the Siren by Muffy Wilson, Rapunzel's Bush by Manlius Latham, Vasalisa, the Beautiful by V. Shepard, Jack and His Beanstalk by Ramona Leigh, The Prurient Puss by Muffy Wilson, The Ugly Duckling's Reunion by Naomi Shaw, Open Sesame by Louisa Bacio. - See more at: http://www.theromancereviews.com/viewbooks.php?bookid=17966#sthash.OyWsbnUv.dpuf
The Mermaid, the Prince, and the Siren
by Muffy Wilson
Later that evening, when the ship went dark and quiet, the
sea darkened and started to roll. This was great fun for the little
princess as she rode the waves with searching eyes into the cabin
windows. She found her prince and he saw her as well. Locking
eyes, she bobbed with the tossing waves and reached out to him
as he leaned out and extended his hand. She ignored the darkening
sky until the crack in the sky of lightning drew her attention.
The winds rose and the sails unfurled, bellowing from the night
fury. She heard commands and screams as the ship rolled and
ropes unfurled to do their work. Alarmed, the young princess grew
scared for all aboard the ship as she stayed alert to avoid being hurt
herself. At once, a wave curled over the ship, sending men into the
sea and causing Saira to lose sight of her prince. The violent seas
were perilous to the princess herself, so as she looked for him, she
was careful of waves tossing debris, trunks, ropes, planks, and bodies
in curling masses to her front. When the center mast broke, the
furious wind brought it down on the middle deck, splitting the ship
in two, pitching everything into the gaping darkness of the ocean.
Frantically, the little princess searched the shifting wreckage
for her prince. When she finally spied him, his eyes were closed.
His arms and legs, now weakened by the fight for survival, could
not bear his weight and he drifted slowly to the depths below. She
thought happily for a moment that her future was insured now and
they could live forever in the watery palace below. In her dreamy
pursuit to join the prince, she suddenly remembered the many
stories of her Grand-Mama: humans could not survive below the
water. The Prince would die if she brought him to her palace. Without
a thought to her safety, she swam to the drowning prince and
breathed the air in her lungs into his with a kiss. She then held his
head until she was able to bring them to safety amid the crags and
She prayed and begged tearfully to the God Nautilus to return
the Prince to her as she breathed her life into him. It was not the
Nautilus who witnessed her prayer but Hermione, Queen of the
Saltwater Sirens, a water witch and fallen court confidante to the
Queen Wife of the Sea King, with magical powers she used for
good and evil at her whim. Hermione stayed back in the dark recesses
of the night, rode the folds of the waves, and watched as the
little mermaid tended the human, wondering whether to help the
little mermaid or take this young human male for herself.
Soon overcome with exhaustion, the little mermaid fell into a
deep sleep on the smooth, bare chest of her love. Hermione swam
closer to examine the two and realized the little mermaid was
Princess Saira, youngest daughter of Hermione’s most formidable
adversary. She did not recognize the young human male, but his
gold rings and necklaces told her he was a human of wealth and
power. She would not cross these two, if she valued her own fortunes.
Deciding the situation needed further thought, she departed
while they slept.
When the sun rose the next day Prince Draedon awoke slowly,
embraced by the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Remembering
the events of the night before, he knew that if not for
her, he would have perished with his ship and crew. Holding her
to him, he gazed at her. His heart beat and he felt a familiar stir in
his loins. Eager to know more of her, he continued to caress her
until his hands came to her waist and abruptly stopped, realizing
she was but half of a woman’s body and where the nip of her tiny
waist widened to her hips, was covered in the shimmering scales of
To be blessed by such a creature, only to be denied his passion,
was cruel and painful. He closed his arms around her and kissed
her deeply as she slept, finding himself drawn to her regardless of
her unusual features. Breaking the kiss he cursed aloud at the fates
who would bring him a gift he could not keep.
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