Jordan pulled me to him and held me tightly as if he was worried, I would disappear from his arm. He laid a gentle kiss on the top of my head. Then laid his cheek against the area breathing my scent in deeply. After a long confusing moment of wondering why he had not done more, I gave up and snuggled up to him. I laid my head in the crook of his neck and just enjoying being held by him again. He smelled like the ocean, sand, and a purely masculine scent that was uniquely Jordan.He let go of me slowly then gazed into my eyes for a moment before turning and walking to the Jeep that was sitting behind my car. From what I could tell by what Jordan was grabbing out they had apparently planned to stay with me for the rest of the time I was here or maybe longer. I tried to be angry or upset, but I could not be. I was surprised that what I felt was suspiciously close to excitement."Would you allow me to hug you as well?" Jack asked softly.He stepped around in front of me with his arms cro
I nodded my head, unable to vocalize the words I wanted to say."Did the sight of me fucking my hand get you wet?" he asked as he stroked his hand up and down once more.Once again, I hesitated to answer."You will answer me, or I will come out there and find out for myself. Then punish you for disobeying. I will ask you again are you wet?"My eyes widened in fear at his threat and quickly nodded. Even looking through a shower curtain I could tell the smile that crossed his face was nothing short of feral as he looked down at my pants and back up."Show me," he demanded.I felt a flush spread across my cheeks and slid a trembling hand down my stomach then under my pants. I bit my lip to contain the gasp that wanted to burst out as soon as one small finger brushed against the tingling button between my legs. He made a noise of longing as if he could see through my pants and knew exactly what had happened.I knew I should have ranted at his directions, but my body had a mind of its own r
Curiosity got the best of me when I heard odd rustling in the kitchen. On my tippy toes, almost like a teenager trying to sneak out of the house, I walked quickly and quietly into the room to find Jack padding around barefooted and deliciously shirtless still. Speechless, I allowed my hungry eyes to devour his chest and back now that I finally had the chance to see it in more detail.His hair hung like a dark, damp halo around his head. I wondered if he ever managed to tame it or if it was always a wild mess that begged a woman to run her hands through it. Every muscle on his body was well defined; evidence of a man who knew how to work hard and, from what I have heard, play harder. His waist cut in and then gave way to a nicely rounded ass that made me think of digging my heels into it as he was pounding into me.In my pursuit of this decadent piece of eye candy, my attention became snagged on a small tattoo situated right between his shoulder blades."It's a dream catcher," he said s
"Why'd you join the Marines? Is that where you met Jordan?" I asked."I met Jordan when we were kids and his family kind of adopted me. We joined the Marines because we thought it would be a great adventure and to get out of the small town that we lived in."I nodded my head in understanding since that was the reason Mia and I had gone to college in Oregon."Where were your parents?" I asked not waiting for his next question.There was a pregnant pause as he started grabbing the plates out and putting them around the table. I got up to help but sat back down when he gave me a pointed look."My parents died when I was three, a car accident. I moved in with my grandfather."There was a look in his eyes that spoke of a deep soul biting sadness and loss."When did he pass?" I asked compassionately."Last year."I put my hand on his arm as he placed a plate in front of me."I'm so sorry, Jack."His breath came out in a hiss as if someone had just punched him in the gut and when his eyes cam
After dinner was over Jordan volunteered to clean the dishes. Instead of arguing with him, I took my coffee and went and sat on the porch swing. I curled my feet underneath me and just listened to the sounds of the ocean as it blended into the noise from the forest to create the most beautiful music I had ever heard."You know you never answered my question."I screeched and almost fell off the swing, cursing as I righted myself and looked over my shoulder to find Jack a foot away from me with his hand outstretched like he was going to catch me if I fell."Damn it, Lizzie, you need to be more careful!" he growled at me with a glare.I flushed in embarrassment and glared back at him with as much heat as I could muster, trying to pretend he couldn't see how red I was turning."How long have you been there?" I asked accusingly.He shrugged then walked over to the railing and leaned his back against it, folding his arms over his chest. He just stared at me with an expectant look on his fac
Both Jack and I stiffened instantly again. Jordan caught sight of our agitation and pulled away a bit, I could see the wheels in his head turning and I braced myself for the question I knew was coming."Who was it?"His tone was so cold and dangerous that it sent shivers down my back just hearing it, I would hate to be on the receiving end of his anger. I waited to hear if Jack would answer for me. When he didn't, I realized he was giving me a chance to do it myself. I was not sure if I was grateful for this chance. But I knew that this was an opportunity for me, and I had to snag it even if I didn't want it. I walked over to the swing again this time to look beyond it out to the ocean where the moonlight was playing among the waves and drew strength from the current."My father," I conceded finally, "It was my father, he was a drunk, abusive, son of a bitch."The silence behind me was tangible and as deadly as the eye of a hurricane until it finally exploded."That fucking bastard. I'
I awoke to the sounds of birds chirping outside my window. It was a pleasant, peaceful sound that dragged me outside with a cup of coffee in hand. Of course, I had to sneak past the two loudly snoring men in the living room. I tried hard not to look, I really did, but the men obviously had no idea what pajamas were.The half-naked view was so sweet and sexy that I found myself stopping just to get a glimpse of everything. Jordan was on the floor sprawled out, his awe-inspiring back bared for my hungry eyes. Jack had engulfed the tiny couch, his normal hard face relaxed giving him a slight fallen angel look. At some point in the night, he had thrown the covers off and all he had on was a pair of boxers that really should have been silk, if only so they would cling to him better. Still, his morning erection was outlined quite nicely. I sighed as I looked at his chest again. I wanted desperately to go over there and finally satisfy my curiosity about those damn nipple rings. I knew I was
Jack's jaw dropped and Jordan snorted out a bark of laughter. I glared at Jordan and watched as he raised an eyebrow at my attitude. I immediately glance away I knew well the meaning behind that look and had only tested it once."Oh, good. I thought it was something terrible," Jack said softly.I lifted my gaze to his and saw his eyes crackle with amusement."So, you like the idea of submitting to both of us?" Jordan asked again and I turned towards him and nodded."Good!" Jordan almost shouted. "That's what we want, what we were hoping for. So, what's the problem?""You want me to submit to Jack as well?" I clarified making sure he understood that I was specifying him."Yes, baby. I know it sounds crazy and it's not normal. But for us, it is," Jordan explained.He laid his hands gently on my shoulders as if he were waiting for me to break down. I let his words roll around in my brain, I wasn't repulsed, just the opposite in fact. I was interested, excited, and very much turned on by t
Jordan pulled away and looked down at him with an answering chuckle. "We didn't have time to go back for a new pair before we left the house. She was being punished yesterday for being rude. I guess she is again today for sneaking out of the house after I told her to stay home."Jack shook his head at me. "Bad move, girl.""I'm sorry, Master!" my words ended in a cry as he spread my legs and quickly dove in."God, I've missed your taste," Jack rasped out.Jordan lifted my shirt to capture my nipple in his mouth and start nibbling and sucking on it. I grasped the back of his head with one hand and the back of Jack's with the other, never wanting them to stop. My cries became louder and more desperate when Jack's tongue found my clit. He began flicking it quickly as he slowly pushed two fingers inside me with a third finding my puckered back entrance."Mmm... I think it's my turn to be in your tight little ass. What do you think, little one?" Jack said against my clit.All I could do was
"I can't believe you crawled out the window," Jordan said for the hundredth time.We had flown into Phoenix late last night and then drove out to the house that Jack had been staying at. Apparently, Jack had gone to his grandfather's house. A place that, according to Jordan, he hadn't been to since his grandfather had died."I told you not to leave me behind," I reminded him with a sweet smile on my face."Lizzie, that's not the point. The point is you could have gotten hurt, and you didn't even care.""No, Jordan, I do care. But you didn't care that I wanted to go with you to get my Master back. Look, I love you, but without Jack, it feels incomplete."The car swerved and I gripped the seat a bit then looked over at Jordan quickly to see if what the hell he was doing. He pulled the car over on the side of the road and looked at me with a shocked expression on his face."You love me?" he breathed out.I paused trying to figure out what he was thinking, then finally giggled. "I thought
I paced the enormous living room one more time, which was a feat considering I was still on crutches. I had moved into Jordan's condo so he could help me after I got out of the hospital, and I had found myself wondering why I had not done it before. He had twice the space I had, not to mention Mrs. Lichten seemed to take some joy in taking care of someone again. If that was truly what her grumping meant."I don't care, Jordan, this is ridiculous! Have you tried calling him again?" I asked, frustrated."You know I did, Lizzie. He's still not answering," he responded, sounding kind of lost.I stopped in my pacing to look over at him, and my heart twisted in pain. Jordan sat on the couch with his elbows braced on top of his knees and his head buried in his hands. He looked depressed, defeated, and almost hopeless, and I knew this was killing almost as much as it was me. I maneuvered over to sit down next to him and poked him in the arm a couple of times until he finally gave up and pulled
The next time I awoke, it was to find Jordan and Jack standing at the doorway. Jordan was whispering to him emphatically, almost pleading with him. But Jack, it seemed, wasn't listening. He was slouched down, looking defeated, and his arms were crossed over his chest. It was obvious that he was not listening to whatever it was that Jordan was saying. Jack kept shaking his head, and I watched as Jordan's shoulders sagged as well like he was giving up."Jordan?" I called softly, trying to sit up.Instantly Jordan was at my side, helping me so I would not pull my arm again."What's going on?" I asked as soon as I was sitting up."Jack is being a freaking idiot," he grumbled as he sat down."What do you mean?"I looked to Jack to find some answers, but he wasn't there. I looked around the room for any sign of him, yet everything he had left in the room was gone. Jack's coat, his wallet, his overnight bag, all gone."He's blaming himself for this whole thing and thought it would be best if
I decided to start with the most important one first, "Where have you been?""I've lived in many different places over the last few years, recently I was in Washington again trying to find some trace of where you went to," he explained."How did you find me?""Jack called the other day and asked if I'd found my sister yet. It was rather a fantastic story about how you manage to fall in with them, I would say fate if I believed in it," he said with a chuckle.I did laugh then groaned when the movement jostled my shoulder and leg causing Trev to give me an empathetic look as if he had been right where I was before."Ow! I didn't realize you used those muscles when you laughed," I complained."Yeah, being stabbed has a habit of doing that," Trev commented."Speaking from experience?" I asked slyly.He just laughed and stood up, he reached across quickly pressing the button to summon the nurse. I wanted to protest but I realized my eyes would not staying open anymore. When he went to back
I awoke slowly, not really sure if I wanted to as the sensation slowly returned to my pain-filled body. However, the hands that I felt softly grasped both of mine caused a smile to cross my face as I recognized them even without seeing who they were. As I broke the surface, I was finally able to open my eyes and looked straight into the anxious faces of my Masters.My mind was so foggy that I did not realize what was going on until I reached out to grasp their hands and a sharp pain radiated up my arm causing me to gasp and cry out.Jordan's face went from anxious to angry in two seconds and I noticed Jack's face went pale just as fast. I groggily looked down for the source of pain and saw a slightly bloodstained gauze covering my shoulder, slowly the reason for my fogginess and pain came back to me."Is she alive?" I whispered, brokenly, my mouth really dry.Jack nodded quickly squeezing my hand to reassure me all was well."Damn it," I groaned. "Next time, remind me to hit the bitch
After a long, luxurious bath with a glass of my favorite wine and the gentle blaring of music, I was finally ready to go to bed. I felt proud that, with the guys gone, I had managed to actually get caught up with Mia. There was a lot of work, gossip, and planning we had to do. We discussed her "Welcome" party which was being planned for the next month.We excitedly planned a shopping trip to get the perfect clothes for the occasion; also, a get-together for lunch this week so we could continue our gossiping away from all the guys. A smile lifted my lips as I remembered the breathless quality in her voice as she hung up. She really was very smitten with her Master, and I could relate, I heard the same tone in my voice whenever Jack and Jordan were around.My heart tugged as they crossed my mind for about the millionth time tonight. I really missed them, and I couldn't help but wonder what they were doing right now. I looked down at my phone and noted with vast disappointment that I ha
I drifted back to myself after a moment or two and found both men had gotten dressed and somehow had managed to dress me as well. Right now, they were standing over me as I still laid on the ground."Tisk tisk, little Lizzie. You should have known better than to pick the only place in the clearing that had any sort of coverage," Jordan said as he stood above me with his hands planted on his hips.My head hit the ground in irritation, he was right I should have known better. I looked up with a pathetically miserable look on my face hoping Jack and Jordan would take pity on me as long as I looked terrible. Suddenly an idea on how I could get out of this with some modicum of pride attached to me. I jumped up and smack each of their arms and watched with joy as shock lit their face."You're it."I turned and ran like hell and after a moment the sound of footsteps was right on my heels. They made no move to cover them up as they chased after me, but unlike them, I knew exactly where this wa
"Yes, Master," I squeaked out hoarsely.The next sharp pull of Jordan's lips and I let out a cry as I was told to do."Not good enough, Jor. I don't think she really wants to come," he commented almost disappointedly."No, I guess not," Jordan agreed. "Maybe I should just stop.""NO!" I cried desperately.A sharp sting on my inner thigh had me looking down and realizing Jordan had bitten me, with a rise of his eyebrow I realized he had meant to remind me of my manners."I'm sorry, Sir. I mean No, please Sir. I'll scream like a good girl," I whimpered."Ok, I'll give you one more chance. But if I'm not happy with how loud you are, we'll stop and go back to the cabin."I let out a relieved breath only to suck it back in when Jordan shoved two fingers deep inside me. He slid a third finger between my back cheeks pressing against my tight puckered hole. The amazing pressure-pleasure increased the buzz of sensations that were driving through me as hisI did not have to try to scream, the co