Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 160192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
“I’m really not. On the inside, I mean,” she added hastily as North made a disgruntled noise. “I don’t always think nice things about people. I call them bad names. I can be selfish. And stubborn.”
Jared just smiled. “We’re all those things. You think North doesn’t call me a bastard constantly in his head?”
“It’s one of my favorite nicknames for him,” North told her. “Along with asshole, jerk, and fuckface.”
Whoa.
Jared turned to glare at the other man. “Fuckface? Seriously?”
North just shrugged.
“I’m quite fond of monkey-butt-face, myself,” she said trying to hide a grin.
How had she gone from being nervous and scared to trying not to burst into laughter?
Jared shook his head. “The two of you together are going to send me into an early grave.”
“Don’t say that,” North barked, making both of them turn to stare at him in surprise.
Was he all right?
“It’s just a saying, North,” Jared said in a surprisingly gentle voice.
“I still don’t like it. You cannot die.”
“I’m not going to die.” Jared climbed off the bed and moved to North, standing behind him.
North was staring at her, but he was poised, as though he was ready to strike if Jared made a wrong move.
Jared reached around and undid several buttons of North’s shirt before he pushed the collar to one side. Then he bent down to lay kisses along his neck.
Fuck. That was so hot that she could feel her pussy growing wet.
She pressed her thighs together.
“I’m not going anywhere, boy,” Jared told North as he bit down on his ear.
Ouch. That would have made her jump and cry out in pain. But North’s eyes just fluttered shut and she was certain he liked that.
A lot.
Angie felt her breathing growing faster.
“Of course not,” North said. “I won’t allow it.”
“Just like I will not allow anything to happen to the two of you.” Jared pulled North’s shirt apart. Taking hold of both sides, he tugged, the buttons ripping off.
How was that possible?
And damn it was hot.
Also, North was just as chiseled as Jared was. She wasn’t sure why she found that so surprising. It was obvious that he was strong.
“Isn’t he gorgeous, baby girl?” Jared asked huskily.
“So gorgeous.”
“Hmm. Would you like to see me touch him? Does it make you hot to watch us together?” Jared asked.
“So hot.”
Shit. Why was her voice so high and squeaky? That was embarrassing.
“I thought you’d say that.” Jared leaned around and reached for North’s belt. “I’m going to play with North and you’re going to watch. And then, when you’re ready, I’m going to play with you too.”
What the fuck?
North had to hold in a moan of pleasure as Jared slid his hand down under his pants to palm his cock.
What was the other man playing at?
North had planned on just watching the two of them.
“She was looking terrified,” Jared whispered. “I want to show her that there is nothing to fear from either of us.”
Right.
It was probably a good plan.
He’d wanted to watch her light up with pleasure. But he supposed he could sacrifice himself for a while.
“As you know, North has been denied an orgasm for the last six days for keeping things from me.”
“What about you?” she asked Jared. “Have you been, um, you know . . .”
“Say the word and I’ll tell you,” Jared said silkily.
Her face had gone bright red. It was . . . refreshing. North hadn’t thought that anyone attached to their world could still be so innocent.
Could still blush.
He wanted to make her do it more.
“Say it,” he urged. “Ask Jared if he’s come, if he’s gotten off, if he’s had me suck him off or take him deep into my ass.”
Jared groaned quietly as her mouth dropped open.
“Red,” she cried.
North kept the shock from his face through sheer force of will.
“Red?” Jared asked, straightening. “You don’t want to see me touch North?”
Was that suddenly a problem for her? Why? She’d looked so turned on just before. What was going on?
“What? No!” she cried. “I want to see that. I want to see it right now. It’s the other stuff . . . that’s the reason I said my safeword.”
“Because you didn’t want to say the word ‘orgasm’?” Jared asked incredulously.
Wait. That was it?
“Am I . . . should I not have . . . you said if I was uncomfortable and didn’t want to do something I should say it.”
“I did say that,” Jared agreed. “I suppose I just didn’t expect you to use it for that.”
“This isn’t going to work, is it?” she said, moving down the bed. Her face had gone an even brighter red. “I’m not who the two of you need or deserve. I’m broken, I’m ruined and . . . and dirty and I can’t even pretend to be sexy or sophisticated since most of my sexual experience is from a scary, abusive man who raped me!”