Tamed by Texans (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 5)

“Like me being the virgin princess and you two being the sheiks who have purchased me from my father. That kind of thing?”

They both grinned.

“You’re getting the idea,” Matt said, stroking her hair. “Stand up for me, princess.”

She giggled, deciding to play along. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

Chapter Six

Matt gazed down on the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in all his life.

Jena’s fiery auburn hair and sparkling green eyes were captivating. She amazed him. She’d been through hell and survived. He and Sean had known a thing or two about that since they were five, the same age her daughter was. She’d given everything to her child. What a wonderful mother Jena

was. He’d never had a parent that put him first. Neither had Sean.

He brushed the hair out of her eyes and took on the role she’d suggested. “Strip, slave princess.”

Her eyes widened in mock surprise. “Yes, Sir.”

Hearing a familiar submissive’s address for a Dom from Jena’s gorgeous lips was getting him hard. No, this wasn’t hardcore BDSM, but it was good to see how she might respond to the lifestyle he and Sean had discovered years ago when they were still in the Corps.

Jena pulled Sean’s T-shirt over her head slowly.

When it was off, she coyly placed it in front of her body, giving a provocative strip tease number. His heart thudded hard and his cock hardened fast.

“Does this please you?” she asked, continuing her role of princess.

Sean stepped forward. “Everything about you pleases us, honey.”

“Our prize sure puts on a great show, don’t you think?” he asked.

Sean nodded.

She winked, and his cock began to throb when she lowered the T-shirt to the floor, exposing all of her body. His eyes drank in every drop of the vision in front of him.

“Will you strip for me, Masters?”

Masters! She’s a natural. Her round, luscious breasts beckoned to him to be touched, kissed, and sucked.

“You’re not in charge here, princess,” he told her in his most commanding tone. “We are.”

She bowed and lowered her gaze. It might just be acting for her, but it was hitting primal buttons inside him.

“I’ve got an idea to make sure our princess is obedient to our standards.” Sean stroked Jena’s hair. “You’d like to prove yourself to us, wouldn’t you?”

She nodded, her eyes wide.

Jena’s zeal for sex thrilled him. She was fearless in and out of the bedroom. Feeding her every desire until she could barely walk would be worth it all.

“Princess, put your hands behind you and pull your shoulders back,” Sean commanded her.

She complied instantly, which caused her breasts to push forward more. “Do you like what you see, Sirs?” She tilted her head slightly and smiled.

“Silence, slave,” he said, taking the role more seriously. “Let me inspect the merchandise.” Moving his hands over her breasts, he pinched her nipples slightly.

Her sweet little gasp got his hunger going. He wanted her. Wanted all of her.

“I promise to be obedient.”