You Are Ours

Chapter 3

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. But it was his eyes that had attracted me to him at first. One look from those steel-gray eyes and a sub would drop to her knees immediately. From what I could see of Jack's eyes, they were very dark almost black and were the cause of the shivers I felt down my back at first sight. Instead of being turned off by them, I found myself intrigued.

They deserved someone better than me. It wasn't that I thought I was bad looking, it was quite the opposite, I knew I was good looking. I was constantly getting compliments on my long blonde hair, long legs, and my blue eyes. My breasts were not big like Mia's. But they still managed to get attention when I wanted them to. The only complaint I'd ever had was that I was a bit on the skinny side. Although I was able to blame that on an active lifestyle and high metabolism. On the outside, I knew I was good-looking. But on the inside, I still feel like that scared little girl trying to figure out why my daddy hated me and why my mommy wasn't there anymore.

The drastic crazy events of the night did not help the insecurities that I had tried to battle for so long. This situation was so far beyond my experience and expectations it was not even funny.

Yet at the same time, I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to just give in to them both. Maybe I could just once, whined a little needy voice inside my head. I squelched it faster than a spider I caught racing a crossed the floor. Along with the other eerily ominous whisper that brushed through my head telling me that once would never be enough.

I tore my gaze away from the object of my longing and curled my hands into the couch to keep me on it so I wouldn't jump up and rush towards it and them.

"Please, Mia. I really just need to go home," I pleaded with her again.

She nodded finally giving in and walked over to Reed kneeling at his feet as gracefully as if she had done it a million times with her eyes downcast in the traditional sub position.

"Is it okay if we borrow your limo to take us home, Sir?" she asked softly.

I felt a bit of jealousy run through me at the ease she had taken to her submissive role especially when she was still in the learning stages.

The first two years for me were a mire of punishment and disappointment or outright frustration. By the time Jordan had taken over, hardly any of the other Masters would work with me. However, Jordan seemed to have a knack at knowing exactly what it took to easily bring me to my knees.

I shook my head to erase some of the memories of what had happened over the last year as some of the things we had done, now suddenly made sense. In my traitorous mind, I slowly went through them one by one and inserted Jack into those scenes. I immediately felt myself grow wet and I had to wiggle a bit to relieve some of the growing aches.

"Yes, my little sub, you may. But come straight back, tonight I am going to introduce you to a few new toys that I keep here at the club," Reed said, his voice bringing me out of my musings.

Reed had a devilish grin on his face that made Mia shiver and I saw her eyes dilate with desire.

"Yes, Master," she said softly.

Quickly she arose from the floor and up to her tippy toes to give him a gentle kiss. I watched fascinated as it only took a moment for Reed to respond, and when he did, it was with a hungry growl. Then he pinned her to his chest tightly and rapidly took over the toe-curling kiss. Suddenly I realized I was acting the voyeur on their private moment, and I had to turn away. My gaze ended up being caught on the two men in the corner whose eyes were glued on me as well. My heart stopped, then sped up as I saw them blazing with identical emotions, pure unadulterated lust.

"Lizzie, come here," Jordan ordered softly, yet the tone was hard as steel.

I let my feet touch the floor and noted with a mixture of both relief and anxiety I realized I was barefoot. Probably a good thing, given how weak-kneed I felt. Now, with the loss of my shoes, I was left me feeling small and even more fragile at that moment, which was a feeling I did not need help with.

When I finally managed to step up to them, they surrounded me instantly, very effectively enclosing me between them. That didn't help the feeling of smallness one bit. All worries and fears soon flew out of my head as Jordan lifted my chin and forced me to look at him. I became ensnared in his heated eyes that were churning with desire and promise.

His gaze briefly flickered to Jack and as if it were the signal, Jack's hands came up and gripped my forearms instantly, effortlessly capturing me. I took a breath to steady myself knowing that the fear I was feeling was a normal reaction. But instead of soothing me, each breath drew more and more of their intoxicating scents until I felt branded by them.

My body tightened as a sense of awareness took over and pulsed through me as I tuned into every little movement these men made.

Jordan dropped tiny kisses on my cheeks and my tension melted slowly away until Jack shifted behind me. Stiffening, I waited for any signs of jealousy to come from Jack, but the only thing that happened was he pulled me closer.