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 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
"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
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
My heart faltered from its normal rhythm as I stared in morbid fascination at the shiny piece of metal that encircled Mia's neck. Mia had been my best friend and constant companion for over ten years now and this was the first time I had ever seen her look this happy. She practically vibrated with joy as she gazed lovingly at her new Master as he finished hooking the chain-linked collar around her neck.An uncomfortable spark of recognition zipped through me as I hesitantly reach up and grasp the chain-linked necklace that Master Jordan had given me, not even two hours earlier. I had thought it was just a punk-metal piece of jewelry. At first glance, no one would have ever compared it to the collars that the subs around here wore. Never had I seen one that held the same two hearts and single key that mine had. However, at this moment I finally understood its signification."It is a collar you gave me, isn't it?" I breathlessly asked as my fingers ran over the only piece of decoration o
Whispers penetrated the darkness surrounding me and slowly began to increase until I could make out bits and pieces of the conversations going on around me."That's ridiculous, Jordan. You can't just spring something like that onto her and just expect her to accept it. It's no wonder she panicked with your fumbling way of handling it," a voice said right next to my ear. It held a plethora of irritation that even my foggy brain could make out.I would know that voice anywhere, Mia. She had obviously taken great exception to what Jordan and Jack had done. I knew her well enough that it did not shock me that her mouth had overridden her brain, as it had a habit of doing on a normal basis.It was to Mia's house that I had run to at sixteen and had finally managed to get away from my drunken abusive father. At the time I chose Mia's house based purely on selfish reasons. I knew her parents, I knew they had money and connections and I knew they could protect me. In the end, they did more tha
I looked up to find Jack holding it gently, almost reverently in his hands as if it were the most precious diamond in the world.To a sub, having your Master collar you is a big honor. It was his way of telling the D/s world that you are off-limits unless he says otherwise. To collar a sub is no little thing either. Often, it was likened to asking someone to proposing to you or move in with you. The removal or rejection of one was even more serious to both parties and not something anyone took lightly.The shock that they had collared me was nothing compared to the shock that now ran through my body when I realized exactly how much I wanted them both. Then again only a dead woman would be able to resist them. These men were like night and day in looks and personality. Still, they both were sexy as hell. Just one of them could bring a normal woman to her knees and together they would reduce her to a quivering pile.Jordan was shorter than Jack and kept his blonde hair impossibly short.
His arousal pressed hard against my back, and I could not believe that he was getting aroused watching Jordan kiss me. Even more unbelievable was how that knowledge turned me on even more.I watched as Jordan slowly lowered his mouth to mine, inch by sweet torturous inch and I realized he was giving me a chance to deny him. With the tight grip that Jack had on me, there was no way I could refuse him even if I had wanted to. It shocked me how much I didn't want to refuse either of them. My mouth watered with anticipation for their dominance and the loss of control on my part just made it all the sweeter, heightening my arousal. I could feel myself already dripping wet and I silently cursed Jordan for a moment because he had insisted on me not wearing any underwear. Without them, the dampness between my legs was twice as obvious.When Jordan's mouth finally touched mine, it was in a kiss so sweetly gentle that a small sigh escaped my lips. The feel of the kiss was so achingly familiar, a