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  • Writer's pictureBrynn Paulin

An Offer She Can't Refuse...

And why would she?

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Okay, make to this book: Let me tell you a story about Belonging to Them. Back in 2009 (or the beginning of 2010) reverse harem wasn't a thing. It used to be called large menage, or big menage or menage plus. And no one was really writing it. So I was having a talk with my editor at the time and she said, "Hey, you write menage. You should try this."

I was like, "Oh, I don't know..." It was on the heels of Taboo Wishes hitting it pretty big and I thought maybe I'd focus on that. Then, I was reading about old ranches one day and how men used to come out to work them. These were usually men looking for a new start for one reason or another. This created pockets of population where it was all men and no (or few) women. I I thought...what if a place like that still existed, a place where me came for a new start but now women, a place with a seriously uneven gender mix? What would happen? Two things probably. Men would discover intimacy with other men. Probably. And when a woman came along, a women amenable to menage, there'd be a likelihood of four and five-somes. Big menage.

So...I decided, what the heck. Let's try this.

Daly, Wyoming, population 168, was born. The rest, as they say, is history. This genre I was reluctant to try stuck and stuck hard.

I am so happy to bring you the new incarnation of Daly Way, with refreshed covers and a whole new look. I started out by re-releasing the whole series. In the coming three months, you'll see four new books added. After that, I'm planning to release 3-4 Daly books a year for the foreseeable future.

So here's a look at the book that started it all:

Belonging to Them

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An offer she can’t refuse? With these four hunks, who would want to?

On the run from her past, Rayna Halliday is devastated when her old car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. She soon finds that her ex has managed to block her credit cards, her accounts and even her cell phones in an attempt to exert his control over her. Giving in to him is something she refuses to do.

When the owners of O’Keefe’s Gas and Repair come to her rescue, they make her an offer that tantalizes the forbidden desires within her—she can find a way to pay for the car repairs or she can belong to them for two weeks and they’ll see to her repairs for free. At the sexual mercy of four gorgeous men for two weeks… Why not? She can have fun and get things straightened out, all at once. But there are two problems heading her way: an ex on a rampage and her heart that’s in for more than just fun.


Through the mirrored window behind the desk, Jamie O’Keefe watched his brother, Patrick, and the little ball of energy who owned that piece of crap car. She could possibly be the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Her glossy brown hair hung in sleek waves to her waist and her brown eyes flashed as the gravity of her situation settled in. Her mouthwatering curves moved in all the right places as she stomped away and around the building to the back where trees lined the edge of the property. There was no mistaking she was incensed—genuinely shocked and infuriated.

There was also no mistaking she was the most gorgeous thing to ever hit the little berg of Daly. And he wanted her. He wanted her like he’d never wanted a woman. But his days of getting females like her were long over. He might as well give up that dream and forget she’d ever breezed through town.

The door from the waiting area to the garage was open as were the bay doors. As he walked up front, he clearly heard her outraged scream followed by, “Shit! That jackass bastard! Shit!”

Though her distress concerned him, he couldn’t help but smile at her apparent belief that going behind the building would shield the entire town from her fit.

“What. Is. That?” he laughed.

His cousins, David and Sean, came to the doorway of the garage. Sean wiped his hands on a cloth while David held a Coke in his grimy fingers.

“Yes, what is that?” Sean repeated.

Patrick tapped the woman’s credit card on the counter. “I think she’s a woman running from trouble, and I think she might just be our fifth,” he said, dropping into his normal, slightly accented English rather the brogue he tended to use when charming customers.

“No, Trick ,” Jamie protested, dread settling in his gut. He was mostly feeling normal again. He didn’t need to be in a ménage situation with a beautiful woman, his perfect brother and his even more perfect cousins. “Perhaps, she’s your fourth, but I’m out.”

Patrick eyed him, taking in the scarred face and arm Jamie wished he could hide. Mercifully, his brother’s eyes didn’t fall to his prosthetic leg.

“You’re being stupid,” Patrick said.

“No. Just no. Why should I open myself up to that?” Jamie demanded as Sean and David wisely returned to the garage.

“Because,” Patrick replied. “There isn’t a woman in this town who isn’t already attached, and if you don’t want your cock to shrivel up and fall off, you need to give it some action besides lotion and your hand.”

Jamie glared at him and returned to the back office to finish updating the books.

“Jay…” Trick called, following him. He was cut off by the sound of the bell over the door. Safe in the office, Jamie looked through the mirrored window to see the dream woman re-enter the shop. His brother turned and gave him a wink.

Jamie’s fist ground into the papers on the desk. Damn Patrick. He was going to do this, and he’d attempt to rope Jamie into it, too. Well, Jamie had news for his older brother. He could force the issue as much as he wanted, but the younger brother wasn’t gonna play.

Belonging to Them is available here:

Happy reading!!

~~ Brynn

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