Mastering the Art of Love (The American Soldier Collection 2)

“I can’t hold back. Too fucking tight,” Jameson said then thrust hard into her.

She screamed then pushed downward onto Jax’s cock, and he exploded next as he latched his mouth onto her breast. She thrust again and again trying to find her release and then exploded as she moaned and swayed.

“Oh damn, Mariana, that was amazing,” Jax told her, and then held her tightly against his chest.

Jameson caressed her back, massaging her skin as he laid kisses along her shoulder.

“I’m going to pull out nice and slowly, baby. You’re so amazing,” he said then gently pulled from her ass.

He walked away to grab a washcloth, and when he returned, Mariana and Jax were still embraced, his cock still deep within her. He smiled wide. This was what they dreamed about for years. This was what locked them together now forever.

“I’ll wash you up, love,” Jameson said, and Jax slowly lifted her up then turned her around to face Jameson. The sight of her large round breasts and blotchy fair skin aroused him all over again. Jax spread her thighs, and she tried to pull them together.

“Don’t. This is ours,” he said as he trailed his finger slowly down her pussy then lower. She gasped and tightened up.

“You are ours, and we’re going to take care of you.” Jameson reached down and began to clean her and then picked her up into his arms to carry her to their bed.

* * * *

Mariana didn’t know how she was still breathing, never mind lusting over Jameson and Jax. Their bodies were perfection. Jax had laid her down onto a very large bed. King-size, with a thick, soft white comforter. She could sleep for hours in such a bed. That thought made her chest tighten. This wasn’t anything more than lust. The three of them were so sexually charged that having sex was bound to happen. So why was she feeling sad and rejected at the thought of giving so much to two strangers and getting nothing but her lonely life in return? Was it regrets? Was she latching on to something that wasn’t there?

Shit, Mariana. Why hadn’t you thought this through before you let them both take you? Oh Lord, I had sex with two men. I had anal sex! Oh God, what have I done?

“You’re not leaving, so get

any crazy ideas you have out of your head,” Jameson stated firmly. She swallowed hard as she lay on her side and tried covering her breasts. What did it matter with her ass sticking out as Jax joined them on the bed?

She stared up at Jameson and the scowl on his face. His cock was thick and big even in sleeping stage. She noticed the faded scar along his waist and the dips and curves of his body to his chest muscles.

He reached over and cupped her chin with thumb and pointer. “We should ice this some more.” His voice sounded hard.

“I have some right here,” Jax said, making her turn quickly toward him.

“Oh God,” she said aloud, and Jax smirked as he climbed onto the bed, wearing only a pair of boxers. He was exquisite. With large wide shoulders, long, solid, muscular arms, and a trim waist. Even his legs were muscular.

Jameson rolled her to her back, Jax placed the ice against her cheek, and she tried to roll over to cover her breasts and pussy, but both men stopped her.

“No need to be shy. You’re going to be spending a lot of time naked and in this bed. Get used to it,” Jax remarked, and she felt her cheeks warm and a mix of emotions fill her. He was bossy and demanding. He got what he wanted when he wanted it. She should run for her life, but foolish her was turned on by his tone and of course his incredible body. I’m an idiot.

“We’re going to be spending a lot of time together,” Jax said then gently caressed his hand over her belly. She tensed up as she stared into his eyes.

“Don’t talk like that. I get what this is. I accepted it. Please don’t sugarcoat it.”

Jax lifted the ice from her cheek.

“Sugarcoat it?” he repeated, and she nodded her head.

Jameson climbed between her thighs and knelt above her. She stared up into his dark-blue eyes and wondered what he was going to do or demand.

“Why didn’t you press the panic button earlier?”

She was not expecting that question, and as she lowered her eyes and began to turn away Jax raised his voice.

“Answer him.”

She looked at Jax. He was so damn serious. She should feel intimidated and concerned for her well-being. So why was every feminine part of her body aroused and growing wet?

“I don’t know,” she whispered, and Jameson pushed down on the bed with his fists making the bed dip slightly. Her breasts bounced from the abrupt movement.