Steady Rain:Suncoast Society

By: Tymber Dalton


When a hurricane takes Jessica’s home, gives her a new dog, and forces her return to Florida, she’s determined to focus on herself and definitely isn’t looking for a relationship after her cheating ex shredded her trust. Enter Tristan and Kyle, and the two hunky Doms soon work their way under her skin.

Tristan and Kyle were friends and roommates first, and run a rope group together, but the attraction between them finally boils over into more. Still, they’re possibly open to a third if they meet the right woman. That’s when Jessica drops into their lives.

When their kinky and vanilla lives merge in an unexpected way, outside forces at play threaten to destroy their happiness before they even have a chance to explore their new dynamic together. Between meddling exes and painful pasts, it all combines to create an emotionally explosive situation that might leave all three of their hearts shattered if they can’t find a solution together.





Chapter One




If Jessica remembered nothing else about that day—not the steady, incessant rain, not the chilly breeze, not the eerie lack of usual, everyday sounds of traffic and life in general, which were replaced by the sounds of heavy equipment and outboard motors—she would always remember her first sight of that black dog.

Terrified, the young dog, who looked to be Lab, or at least a Lab mix, clung to the man in the boat, front legs wrapped around the guy’s neck as the man held him like you’d carry a child.

Jessica ran up to the water’s edge, which currently lapped along what was usually a street. In the face of the pressing emergency, she’d managed to shove her nausea and other stress-related symptoms aside and focus on the here and now. With several other people, she held the boat steady as the passengers climbed out while bystanders tried to assist the mostly elderly passengers, who looked stunned, shaken.

The man passed the dog off to Jessica. She felt it tremble, soaked through to the skin. He was deceptively light for his size and she realized it was due to how thin he was—borderline emaciated, every bone clearly felt beneath her fingers.

The man lifted one of the elderly women out of the boat and carried her past the water and to where the street was relatively dry, Jessica following.

“What’s his name?” she asked, trying to bite her tongue over the dog’s condition.

“Don’t know.”

“He’s not yours?”

The man turned. “No. We took him from two guys pushing a paddleboard about a mile back. They rescued him from a backyard and asked if we’d take him out of the flood zone. He was treading water. Asshole owners left him chained up. He was probably close to drowning. The two guys cut his collar off him because it was leather and they couldn’t get it off him.”

She backed away and tried to set the dog down, but he whimpered and scrabbled to stay in her arms, his nails sliding against her rain slicker. So she straightened and hiked him up a little to get a better grip, propping him on her hip, like she might a child.

He wore a haunted look, echoing her own soul’s current status.

“Hey, boy. It’s okay. Boy?” She couldn’t really tell from this angle.

She walked back down the block to where her truck was parked and managed to get the topper unlocked and open and the tailgate down so she could set him on it for a better look. He let her do that, but licked her cheek as if thanking her for not putting him down on the ground.

A quick peek showed yes, he was a boy. Neutered, but a boy. And now that she could run her hands over him, she realized he was definitely way too bony for his size.

“Hey, buddy.” She had an old towel in the back—it seemed like all she did this week was go through clothes and towels—and used it to dry him off as best she could.

Another face lick.

There was no way she was getting in to her place today. Everyone coming out had already warned her the waters were still too high for even her truck, and she didn’t want to tie up a boat or other resources being used to actually rescue people.

She cradled the dog’s head in her hands and stared into his brown eyes, and that’s what finally broke her down. She threw her arms around him, hugging him, holding him as she sobbed into his fur.