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

“You belong to us. That means no other man ever touches you and definitely doesn’t roll around on the floor with you.”

“It wasn’t like that. Sensei Lee was teaching me an escape move.”

“It didn’t look like you were trying to escape,” Jax said through clenched teeth.

“I swear, it was nothing. Gunner was trying to rile you up with that picture.”

“He sure as hell did that,” Jameson said then pulled the belt from his pants and snapped the leather across the palm of his hand. She should be very frightened right now, but watching Jameson strike his hand with the thin strap of leather as he stared at her turned her on. She hoped that he wasn’t going to spank her with that thing. Oh God, I just creamed myself.

“You shouldn’t have placed yourself in that position to begin with. You belong to us and you need to start taking us seriously,” Jax said as he slid the palms of his hands up and down her lower back.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered to him.

Jax held her gaze. “You ought to be.” In a flash he lifted her up and over his knees. She hung over his rock-solid thighs while he held her in position. She felt tight and so fully aroused she was actually leaking with excitement. She never thought something like this would turn her on, but from the start, Jameson and Jax’s dominant, bossy behavior affected her.

“This is a reminder that we’re the only men that get to touch this body,” Jax said.

Smack.

“Oh.”

“You’re our woman and this is our ass.”

Smack.

She gasped from the slap to her ass cheeks and held on to Jax’s calves tightly. She couldn’t believe how hard and aroused her nipples were. She was embarrassed as Jax ran the palm of his hand softly across both cheeks then dipped a finger into her pussy.

“Somebody likes getting spanked.”

“Great, now she’ll piss us off all the time to get her punishment,” Jameson whispered as he stepped closer. “Look at me,” Jameson said, and she turned to look up at him.

He continued to stroke that leather belt across the palm of his hand.

“I’ve got some wild fantasies running through my head right now,” he admitted then snapped the belt softly against his palm. She felt her pussy tighten as she pulled her thighs together.

“Open up,” Jax whispered as he maneuvered his fingers and fist between her thighs. She felt two fingers insert into her pussy, and she opened her mouth and moaned softly. She still held Jameson’s gaze.

“How can we make you understand that you’re all ours? That we want to keep you forever?” Jax added, and the tears stung her eyes.

“Don’t you want that?” Jameson asked then gently trailed the leather belt across her ass cheeks then between her shaking thighs.

“Don’t you want us forever?” Jameson asked while moving the soft leather back and forth against her slit and between her ass cheeks.

“Oh,” she moaned.

Snap.

He tapped the leather against her ass cheeks, and she jumped. She never felt so aroused and filled with lust. He was making her entire body shake. The anticipation of not knowing their next moves or when they would strike was killing her.

Snap.

He did it again, and she moaned and thrust backward against Jax’s finger strokes.

“Damn, baby, you look so fucking hot like this,” Jax said then pumped his fingers a little faster into her cunt.

She gripped his legs and began to move against his thrusts. Jameson snapped the belt again against her ass cheeks, and she felt the tiny spasms of cream release again.

“Oh God, I can’t take it. Please do something.”