The American Soldier Collection 2: Mastering the Art of Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  Jax walked toward her, and she instinctively stepped back. Instead of escaping around the island she walked backward and right between Jameson’s spread thighs. He clutched her shoulders, and Jax now stood directly in front of her. She had to tilt her head all the way back to look up into his face. He seemed angry, his blue eyes darker, and it appeared as if he was biting his cheek.

  She swallowed hard.

  “You don’t need to watch your figure,” he stated as he undid the knot and pushed her robe open. His eyes widened at her nakedness.

  “You’re perfect,” he said firmly, and her entire body heated up.

  She was hot from having an argument with Jax. How the hell did this conversation take a turn to wanting both men inside of her again?

  He cupped her face between his hands. His thumb brushed along her chin then lower lip as he looked at her bruised cheek and jaw. He was breathing through his nostrils. Jameson took that moment to push her robe off of her shoulders. It fell to the floor. She was standing there completely naked in front of them.

  Jax licked his lips.

  “You’re not leaving. We have things to discuss and work out. Whether you like it or not, we’re going to take care of you.” Jameson moved his hands toward the front of her body and cupped her breasts. She gasped just as Jax covered her mouth with his own. She lost all focus but the feel of both men touching, kissing her, and arousing her body. Her nipples hardened and her breasts swelled under Jameson’s ministrations.

  Jax deepened the kiss, devouring her moans as he ran his hands down her throat in a possessive manner. She felt controlled, possessed by them, and it made her pussy clench and her heart race with mixed emotions.

  She felt Jax’s hand move down her body to her mound. He cupped her flesh, and Jameson continued to kneed her breasts and pluck her nipples.

  She pulled her mouth from Jax’s mouth and gasped. “Oh God, this is wild. How can you two do this to me?” she asked as Jax’s hand still held her throat, and his thumb gently caressed over her skin there, eliciting more excitement to run rampant through her body. She was sexually aroused in the position as their submissive. With two such dominant men it seemed inevitable. They brought this side out in her.

  She felt the thick finger maneuver between her pussy lips. Jax pinched her clit, and she leaned back against Jameson.

  “Look at me,” Jax demanded, and she immediately complied as she locked gazes with his dark-blue eyes.

  “You belong to us now. We take care of what’s ours. The sooner you understand that and accept it. The better.”

  He pressed his finger deeper then began to stroke her already wet pussy.

  “Ours, Mariana. All ours,” Jameson whispered against her neck before he licked and sucked her skin then bit gently into the muscle by her shoulder and neck. She moaned and felt the gush of cream release.

  “I love your responsiveness to our touch, baby. Listen to your body, Sparks. Listen to its acknowledgement that it belongs to Jameson and I,” Jax whispered as he increased his strokes.

  She opened wider for him and wanted to feel more of his fingers thrust into her. She climbed up onto Jameson’s lap. He stretched her thighs over his thighs then parted his. She was completely open to Jax’s ministrations.

  “This is our pussy, our body, and we’ll take care of it, like we’re going to take care of you. That means, no starving yourself to look good. You’re perfect,” Jax said then lowered himself to lick across her pussy from bottom to top.

  “Put your arms up and behind my neck,” Jameson ordered. Now he was getting bossy.

  She did as he told her and reached up and back. She clasped her hands behind his neck and head, causing her breasts to push forward against his hands.

  She moaned from the sensations.

  “Oh, Jameson, I can’t take it. It feels too good,” she admitted, and he pulled on her nipples hard. He twisted lightly making her thrust her pussy against Jax’s face.

  They were controlling her body and her mind. Making her wild for their touch, their attention, and ultimately their cocks.

  “Please, Jax, Jameson, I need you inside of me.”

  Jax swiped a finger from her pussy to her anus then pressed a finger over the puckered hole and through the tight rings. She exploded on the spot.

  “Oh!” She moaned loudly and jerked her hips forward as she rode out the orgasm.

  “Fuck, Jax, I can’t take it. I need inside of her now,” Jameson said.

  In a flash they were lifting her up and carrying her out of the kitchen. She didn’t know what was happening as Jax began to undress then lie down on the long black ottoman. He spread his legs wide and Jameson placed her onto Jax. Jax grabbed her by the waist, and she immediately took him inside of her. Her pussy clenched and spasmed from the invasion of Jax’s hard cock. She immediately felt it to her womb and she began to ride him. She felt wild, sexy, and utterly turned on beyond belief. Up and down, back and forth, she rode him fast. But then Jax grabbed her hair and yanked her down toward his chest, shocking her.

  She gasped as their noses touched. He looked so wild and out of control.

  “You belong to us. I won’t let you go. This isn’t a one-night stand or a weekend fling. Get that through your head, ’cause things are going to change.” Her heart hammered in her chest. She felt the cool liquid to her anus, and then Jameson’s cock pushed through the tight rings without warning.

  “Oh!” she screamed, and both men began to rock into her. Their fast, deep penetrations caused her to lose her breath. The reality of what these men did to her and made her feel brought tears to her eyes. She loved them. She was such a fool, but she loved them already. She wanted so much from them yet feared being hurt and being left all alone again.

  She felt the tears roll down her cheeks, and something carnal and crazy came over her. She began to meet them thrust for thrust. Their bodies became one, and she wasn’t certain who was pulling on her nipples, who was gripping her hair, and who was moaning along with her. They united like nothing she had ever felt before. Both cocks stroked her deeply, and just as she thought she could catch a full breath, she gasped from their thrusts. Her body tightened and she screamed her release as both Jameson and Jax roared like wild men as their bodies slapped against hers.

  She felt them explode inside of her as she collapsed against Jax’s chest.

  Their heavy breathing filled the room. No one said a word, and she felt Jax caress the tears from her wet cheeks. He cupped her face and stared into her glossy eyes. He knew she cried. But somehow he knew why and that they hadn’t hurt her, but that she felt the connection.

  “Incredible. You felt it, didn’t you, Mariana?” She nodded her head as more tears escaped her eyes, and Jameson’s lips pressed against her shoulders as he gripped her hair. She turned up toward him, her breast no longer against Jax’s chest but open to his mouth. He latched onto her nipple as Jameson thrust his cock into her ass as a reminder that she was his possession.

  “That feeling we all had? I want that all the time. I want it with you, Mariana.”

  He kissed her on the mouth, and she relished in the moment and the aftermath of their lovemaking. Deep, in the back of her mind were feelings of reservation, but in this moment the power of their lovemaking overruled any other thoughts or fears. I love them. God help me, but I love them.

  Chapter 10

  “I don’t understand what the problem is, Spider. I thought that Darian Rothesburgh wanted to go with our services for that art event. He was greatly concerned over the security of the location and how accessible it is,” Jax asked Spider as he sat in the home office while Jameson and Mariana got ready to leave for Freda’s estate.

  “I know. I think that someone talked him out of using our company for security. I can’t help to think that this may have something to do with Clover Masters and the security breach we discussed the other night.”

  Jax released an annoyed sigh.

  “Where have you gotten with the investigation
into the computer breach?”

  “Nowhere. It’s like they caught on to it and disappeared.”

  “What about the person you thought might be the leak?”

  “Her computer was bugged and monitored.”

  “I should have had a word with Clover last night at the estate. He was there and appeared kind of pompous.”

  “By the way, I heard about what happened with Mariana. Lucky that you and Jameson were there. Is she okay?”

  “She’s doing better.”

  “Making progress?”

  “You can say that.”

  “Watch out for her, Jax. She’s special, but she’s caught the interest of a lot of people. Including Clover.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I just have this feeling, you know, that something isn’t right. I feel like Clover is out to get you and destroy this company for some reason.”

  “I don’t know what that would have to do with Mariana.”

  “You and Jameson are staking a claim. That’s enough to make Clover want to hurt her. I’m not staying that he had something to do with last night, but he does do business with Ellington James. Ellington has connections to Pro Tech Security.”

  Jax felt his chest tighten. He was instantly concerned over Mariana’s well-being, and suddenly Jameson’s plea to go slowly with her was eliminated from thought. He wasn’t going to let her live alone at that shit hole apartment.

  “I’ll take your gut instincts into consideration. Why don’t you do Jameson and I a favor and see what you come up with on Ellington and Pro Tech Security. If something doesn’t feel right, I’ll have a talk with Darian and try to talk him into using our services.”

  “Sounds good to me. I hate those two assholes and knowing that Ellington touched Mariana is enough for me to rip the guy’s fucking throat out if need be.”

  Jax laughed. “Thanks, Spider. Keep in touch.”

  Jax hung up the phone and was relieved to have a man like Spider, retired military, on his side. Now, he had to get ready for the fight he was surely going to have with Marian over her moving out of her apartment and moving in with him and Jameson.

  * * * *

  “Thank God you’re okay. I was so upset when I heard about what happened,” Freda said as she hugged Mariana and held her tight. Mariana couldn’t help the tears that formed in her eyes. She had come to care for Freda so quickly. It was crazy.

  “I’m okay,” Mariana said and choked up on the tears she was trying to hold back.

  Freda smiled, and that was when she noticed the tears in Freda’s eyes as well. Mariana couldn’t help but wonder if Freda cared about all her escorts this way. She kind of hoped that it was only her that Freda cared this deeply for. Then she cleared her mind. Why was she even thinking such thoughts? She had no right to feel possessive of Freda or her kindness and turn it into something more. Was she suddenly desperate for a family, for someone to love her?

  Mariana attempted to step away, but Freda held her hand.

  “Let’s bring you upstairs to get changed.” Mariana glanced at the concerned expressions on Jax’s and Jameson’s faces. Jax had been acting strangely since he took a private call in his office.

  * * * *

  Freda waited in the bedroom as Mariana changed back into her regular clothes in the bathroom. She waited patiently, wanting to talk with Mariana about some changes. It seemed that Jax and Jameson did not want her working as an escort any further, but she was committed to a few more dates. Freda could get Mariana out of the commitments, but only if that was what Mariana wanted. It seemed to her that Jax was being extra pushy. Freda knew that both men had intense personalities and were used to giving orders, not taking them, but this was different. They were on edge and they were immediately possessive of Mariana.

  The bathroom door opened, and Marian emerged with the dress hanging over her arm.

  “I loved this dress. I’m so upset that it was ripped. I’ll pay for it somehow. Can you let me know how much it will cost to fix? Maybe Margarete could tell you?”

  “Nonsense. It wasn’t your fault at all and, believe me, Margarete can fix anything.”

  Mariana placed it onto the edge of the bed and then she stood there with her hands clasped in front of her.

  “There’s something I would like to discuss with you. Jax and Jameson informed me that they do not want you being an escort any longer,” Freda told her.

  Mariana gasped then placed her hands on her hips.

  “They can’t make a decision like that for me.”

  “They just did. They’re making it quite clear that you belong to them now.”

  Mariana blushed as she lowered her head. Then she shook it side to side.

  “Is this not true? Don’t you care for them?”

  Mariana looked up.

  “I care for them. Too much actually,” Mariana said then sat on the edge of the bed. Freda sat on the chair across from the bed, just a few feet in front of her.

  “How can you care too much?”

  “I don’t really even know them. I like them a lot and it’s way too soon to have such strong feelings. It frightens me to be honest with you, Freda.”

  “Of course it does. The power of love between three people is rare.”

  That statement seemed to make Mariana blush an even darker shade of red. Freda cleared her throat.

  “I’m not that old, Mariana. I noticed the change in you immediately upon your arrival. You looked so happy and you were practically glowing with both Jax and Jameson flanking you on either side. They in return looked determined to show their possessiveness and care.”

  “It’s too much. They can’t just start telling me what to do and that I can’t be an escort. I was counting on that money to help pay my college loans and other stuff.”

  “You mean the bank loan?”

  Mariana’s mouth gaped open. “You know about that?”

  Freda nodded.

  “They know about it, too, and about you having no heat in your apartment. They want to take care of you.”

  “I have heat in my apartment now. They can’t take over my affairs, my burdens. Those are my responsibility and that’s why I need to work.”

  “They care about you greatly. They may be rough around the edges and demanding, but they care and would do anything for you.”

  “How do you know them so well?”

  “Their actions, Mariana. They are good men. Even without you knowing they’ve already taken on the role of providing for you and bettering your life. You can trust them.”

  “I think you’re mistaken about them providing for me. Yes, they saved me from Ellington’s assault and we shared a wonderful night together and I care for them, but I can take care of myself.”

  “They got the heat turned on in your apartment,” Freda told her, and Mariana’s eyes widened.

  “They did that for me? How?” she asked as her voice cracked.

  “They know a lot of people. They were trying to find out about where you worked, so that they could get a delivery from your company and they could talk to you. Alvin told me all about it. He said when he dropped you off that night, the utility trucks were there and the building had heat like never before.”

  Mariana wiped a tear from her eye.

  “They did that for me? We hardly knew one another then,” she whispered.

  “You have that instant effect on people. Look at me, if I could have a daughter, I’d want her to be like you,” Freda admitted as her eyes welled up with tears now, too.

  Mariana stared at her a moment then stood up and walked over toward Freda. She knelt down and took Freda’s hand into her own.

  “You’ve done so much for me, Freda. None of this would be happening right now if you hadn’t offered me the escort job.”

  “I saw the way that Jax and Jameson looked at you that night at Roldolpho’s and I knew that you were meant for them. They’ve been alone for so long. They’ve both had hard lives and sad experiences. They closed off t
heir hearts to affection until seeing you.”

  “I’m scared, Freda. I’ve had my share of heartache. I lost my mother who really wasn’t much of one and I lost the one man I thought loved me. I’m afraid to get hurt. I don’t want to think about what could happen if this doesn’t work out between me, Jameson, and Jax.”

  “I think it will work out fine, because it’s meant to be. The sooner you realize that you’re no longer alone in this world the better.”

  “But if it doesn’t work out, I’ll never be the same. No man will ever compare to Jax and Jameson.”

  “That feeling inside is natural. No one wants to get hurt or to feel loss. But if you hide from the risks in life and in love, then you never get to experience the power of it. Give them a chance. Worse case, if it doesn’t work out, you have me,” Freda said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

  “Oh, Freda,” Mariana said then hugged her tightly. “We’ll have each other,” Mariana whispered, and Freda felt both relief and happiness. Mariana meant more to her than she would ever know.

  * * * *

  “No, Jax, I am not moving in with you and Jameson.” Mariana stomped her foot as she stood in Freda’s study along with Jax, Jameson, Freda, and Alvin.

  “You are and that is final,” Jax stated firmly then stood up as if he had the last word and they were now leaving because he said so.

  “No. You have no right to make that decision for me just as you had no right to tell Freda that I am no longer working as an escort. That is my income and I have bills to pay.”

  “Not anymore,” Jameson added as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared down at her.

  Mariana growled. “What are you talking about? I have college loans to pay and other things. Like rent and bills and—”

  “They are all paid for as of thirty minutes ago,” Jax said, and Mariana nearly fainted.

  “What?” she exclaimed, raising her voice.

  “They are. Now, you have a choice, we can stop by your apartment and grab some clothes or the company we hired to do it will grab everything and bring it over to our penthouse. Your choice.”