Brad feels nothing but shame about himself.
Shame about his sexual needs.
Shame about his reputation of being a slut.
Shame about his medical problem no one knows about.
No one, except his best friend Charlie, but no matter what feelings Brad may have for him, he’s not going there. Charlie deserves better, and Brad craves something Charlie can’t provide.
Brad wants just sex—filthy, slutty sex, and he gets what he wants with FBI agent Miles. But then Miles wants more than sex, and something blooms between him and Charlie as well. Now Brad is screwed, because he can’t let anyone close, not ever again.
Because nobody ever chooses him. Or do they?
No Shame is a steamy MMM romance and the fourth and last book in the No Shame Series that needs to be read in order. It ends with a happy ever after for all characters, including those from the previous books in the series. Please note the trigger warnings in the front of the book.
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Publisher: Independently Published
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Protagonist 3 Age: 18-25
Tropes: Alpha Character, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Menage
Word Count: 90000
Setting: New York (upstate)
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
When Charlie yawned again, Brad leaned over and whispered in his ear, “You wanna take a nap?”
Charlie’s forehead crinkled the way it did when he was worried about something. “I can’t sleep if I’m alone.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“You will?” The surprise in Charlie’s voice hit Brad deep. Did Charlie really not grasp Brad would do pretty much anything for him?
“Sure thing, sweetie. Let’s lie down for a little bit.”
The others had no problem with them taking a nap, so he led Charlie into their bedroom, Max following them, then softly closed the door behind them. They both stripped to their boxers, and Charlie crawled into bed, yawning again.READ MORE
Brad would never admit it, but he loved sleeping next to Charlie. There was something so sweet and comforting about feeling that much smaller body snuggled against him. Max found a spot right next to the bed on Brad’s side, and Brad smiled. He loved how Max was never far from his side.
Charlie immediately nestled close against Brad and put his head on Brad’s shoulder, flinging an arm across his abdomen. It was Charlie’s favorite position, Brad had deducted, because he always curled up like that against Brad. It was the sweetest torture, to hold that gorgeous man, that perfect body, to want him so much…and know he’d never be good enough to deserve him.
“Does Miles know?” Charlie asked out of the blue.
Brad had to think for a second what Charlie could be referring to. Ah. That. “About me? No. It’s just sex, Charlie, that’s it.”
“How long do you think you can keep having sex with him with your underwear on, or with him blindfolded?”
“As long as I have to.”
“You don’t think he’s getting suspicious? Or maybe I should say curious.”
Brad sighed. “Maybe. Probably. I don’t care. I’m not telling him shit, babe. It’s none of his fucking business.”
Charlie was quiet for a bit. “I think he wants more than just sex,” he then said.
“I don’t.” Brad’s voice was definitive. He was not discussing this with Charlie. Charlie was such a romantic at heart. He never fully understood why Brad did what he did in the club, and he certainly would never understand the complicated thing he had with Miles. “Get some rest, babe.”COLLAPSE