Tempted by Two Angels [Notorious Nephilim 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

Notorious Nephilim 3

Tempted by Two Angels

Caleigh Kensington runs through men like water. But when she seduces two owners of the exclusive resort where she’s just been hired as a nightclub singer, she does the unthinkable by falling in love…with both of them. Can she overcome their secret and finally commit to a lasting relationship?

Hugh Fallon and Sterling Neville have never met anyone like Caleigh. Fun, talented, and sexy, they willingly give their bodies and their hearts to her. But what will happen when she discovers they’re Nephilim, and the only way for them to gain a chance at redemption is for Caleigh to choose them?

When Caleigh leaves the resort, convinced she’s only going to hurt Hugh and Sterling the way she’s hurt so many other men, Hugh and Sterling set off to find her. Can they convince her to stay with them and finally take a chance on love, or will they lose her forever?

Notorious Nephilim 3

Carolyn Rosewood

MENAGE AMOUR

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TEMPTED BY TWO ANGELS

Notorious Nephilim 3

CAROLYN ROSEWOOD

Copyright © 2012

Caleigh Kensington stood on the stage, her eyes roaming over the four men and one woman who were there for the sole purpose of hearing her audition. Even without a spotlight, the rush of people waiting to hear her sing flooded her body with endorphins. The familiar tingling was almost as great as sex—almost.

As she glanced at their faces one more time, the two men on opposite ends of the row smiled at her. If she landed this gig, there might be more than one gorgeous hunk to have some fun with.

She’d asked for no backup music, as she preferred to sing acapella for auditions. It was too difficult to get the feel of an accompanist with whom she’d never worked for just one song. And Caleigh knew one song would be all it took.

Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth and began to sing “I’ll Be Seeing You,” a newer song she’d recently fallen in love with. The song was already so familiar she didn’t need to concentrate. She’d been singing it in clubs up and down the East Coast for months now. All she had to do today was feel the words.

If only something as easy as singing a song could fix the mess she’d landed in. Why did relationships have to be so complicated, and why did all men think a woman’s ultimate goal was to get hitched?

She’d received three marriage proposals by letter from battle sites in Europe within the last two weeks. All three soldiers had been boys she knew in high school and had strung along since graduating almost ten years earlier. Each of the three thought they were the only man she was waiting on to come home from the war.

Even during her four years at Juilliard she’d managed to keep the three hopelessly devoted to her. Philly was only short a train ride from New York, after all, so she’d come home as often as possible. Caleigh had always been an incurable flirt, but she’d never imagined she would land herself in such a pickle. She simply believed that a girl ought to have choices.

When she reached the first chorus, she scanned her judges’ faces again, connecting briefly with each person in the row. She had them. She could read it in their eyes. Gigs during the war had become scarce, and she wanted this one. She was tired of moving from city to city, and there were too many memories in Philly to contend with. Fox Lake, Illinois, was only fifty miles from Chicago, but still out in the middle of nowhere, and that suited Caleigh just fine right now.

The guy on her extreme right sat forward in his seat, his mouth slightly open, green eyes shining with admiration and lust. Caleigh sang only to him for a few seconds, loving the delicious tingle that spread through her limbs at the thought of kissing his generous mouth. His blond hair was cut slightly longer than the current style, but on him it was captivating. He reminded her of a large cat—a lion or a perhaps a leopard—ready to pounce.

Turning her attention to the man on her extreme left, she was struck by the penetrating gaze of his gray eyes. They reminded her of the color of storm clouds, and indeed with his dark hair he was the epitome of a thunderstorm ready to strike. He watched her with a half smile on his handsome face, and Caleigh shivered as she imagined his eyes boring into hers as they made love.

As the song drew to a close, she made eye contact with the others in the row. The man sitting next to Mr. Storm Clouds had smoldering dark eyes and hair the color of chestnuts. His height towered above the others. On the other side of the blond-haired guy sat a man with piercing blue eyes.

The woman in the middle looked to be in her early thirties, and Caleigh felt a brief stab of jealousy at the beauty’s fair looks. She’d always wished she had curly blonde hair like that, instead of her own straight dark hair. Bright blue eyes radiated from a face that smiled wide as Caleigh held a long note at the end. She was the first in the row to begin clapping just before Caleigh took a bow.

The group stood as they clapped, so Caleigh took another bow, giving the men a generous view of her cleavage.

“That was exceptional, Miss Kensington,” said the green-eyed man. “How long have you been singing in clubs?”

Caleigh hopped off the stage and advanced toward him, walking slowly so he could get a good look at her curvy hips and long legs. “I’ve been performing since I was a teenager.”

“Have you taken voice lessons?” asked Mr. Storm Clouds.

“Yes. I studied at Juilliard.”

“Impressive.” He held out his hand. “Forgive me. We didn’t introduce ourselves. I’m Hugh Fallon, one of the owners of Lilith’s Playground.”

As soon as Caleigh touched his hand, a jolt of electricity shot through her body as if she’d put her wet finger into a light socket. She took a deep breath and held his firm grip, wondering what those hands on her breasts or ass would feel like. “Nice to meet you.”

“Sterling Neville, another owner.” The green-eyed man also had a firm grip, and Caleigh caught the distinct scent of honeysuckle as she stepped closer to shake his hand. Had the woman bathed with scented soap? Surely the smell wasn’t coming from any of the men.

He held her gaze far longer than necessary, and Caleigh had the distinct impression he could see right into her soul. She took a step back as she was introduced to Reeve Neville, the tall man, and Niko Fallon, the man with the piercing blue eyes. Reeve explained he played bass and Niko played percussion for the band that performed at the nightclub. He also told her Zachary Neville, another owner, was one of their singers as well.

“Keeping it in the family, I see.” She assumed since they shared two surnames they were related.

“Yes,” said Hugh. “Something like that.” He indicated the woman. “This is Blair Lorring. She helps Leo Fallon, another owner, and Sterling run the nightclub’s day-to-day operations.”

“How do you do?” Blair shook her hand, the smile still plastered across her pretty face. “We’ve auditioned so many singers already, but you’re by far the best. Such a smooth voice.”

“Thank you,” said Caleigh. She liked this woman, even if she was envious of her looks. She was warm and friendly. “How many others are you auditioning, and when will you make a decision?”

Hugh raised his eyebrows. Apparently he wasn’t used to woman taking the initiative. Well, he’d best get used to it if he hired her. Caleigh wasn’t one to be a shrinking violet.

“We have three more to see,” said Sterling, shuffling through papers on a clipboard, “and then we’ll make a decision and let you know.”

“And when might that be?” She kept a smile on her face so Hugh wouldn’t think she was too brash. This time the corners of his mouth turned up, and it looked like he was trying to stifle a laugh.

“A few days,” said Sterling.

“Do we have her telephone number?” asked Blair, peering over the clipboard in Sterling’s hands.

“Yes. It’s here.”

“Are you staying in Chicago, or will we need to call long distance to Philadelphia?” asked Hugh.

“I’m in Chicago for a few days.” Caleigh held his gaze. She was seized with a sudden urge to provide him with the address of her hotel and to leave a room key at the front desk.

“I’ll show you out, Caleigh,” said Blair.

“I look forward to hearing from you,” said Caleigh, glancing over her shoulder and giving Hugh a long glance. She walked slowly so the men could watch her ass under the tight skirt.