Bound By Two: Bisexual Ménage Erotica

By Clara Young

Chris and Sam have been together for a while. Both bisexual, both in show business, both eager to please the other—whatever the request. When Chris decides he’s anxious for a third to join them—a woman—Sam sets out to find the right one.

Clandestine. Surreptitious. Completely theirs.

Victoria is a woman who likes mystery, theatrics—she’s a corset maker, after all, and a Burlesque performer. She’s seen the inside of more high-profile boudoirs in the course of her work than she cares to count. Men like Chris and Sam, though, with their paparazzi personas carefully masking their true desires, make it easy to want to know more. What will she see when she peers behind the curtain?

Bound By Two is an erotic short story introduction to the sensual, anachronistic world of Chris, Sam, and Victoria. I can’t wait to continue writing more of this poetic and tantalizing trio.

Themes: some M/M, with a focus on M/F/M, voyeurism, BDSM, polyamory, ménage.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Clara Young
• Release date: Apr 13, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370024599

Clara Young

Clara Young is a liberated Southern Belle who has spent the last twenty years writing and creating characters and universes and keeping them to herself. In 2015, she decided enough was enough and started sharing her work with the world.Clara has a penchant for polyamorous romance, bdsm, power exchange, and the exploration of sexuality in non-traditional terms.

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Bound By Two

Bisexual Ménage Erotica

by Clara Young

Copyright © 2017 Clara Young

www.clarayoungerotica.com

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Author’s note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older and are in a consenting relationship.

Chris is creative and curious, and completely bold about it.

Sam thinks it’s a good thing; it means things are never boring. Chris always has something unexpected up his sleeve. And he knows that this is really what brought them together to start with so yeah, he can’t complain.

Chris’s nature, though, comes with a type of carnality that for most people only seems to exist in the deepest recesses of their minds, or on well-thumbed, age-darkened pages of novels kept tucked away. Sam reads the note in his hand, running a thumb over his bottom lip in an idly pensive gesture.

A poem. Neruda. It’s safer than saying what he wants. Sam knows part of the thrill for Chris is the anticipation—wondering what exactly the other man will think, what images the words will conjure, and where they will lead. Chris can sacrifice his usually articulate nature for this because it’s not sent through the ether; it’s tangible and real, passed from Chris’s hand to Sam’s.

Clandestine. Surreptitious. Completely theirs.

Sam sighs, turning the words over in his mind, the paper memorized and burned before he’d left his trailer. He’s got at least an hour in the makeup chair before his call, plenty of time to let his mind wander. The plotting and planning is what he’s best at, finding just the right thing, the right moment, the right button to push. It’s not unlike a sculptor and