Chapter 1 #2
“Are you going to beg me like a good boy? Because you haven’t been a good boy, have you? Which is why you’re getting punished.”
“I will beg you,” he said.
No way was he going to promise to be good. Jared didn’t really want that anyway. He liked the challenge of bringing North to heel.
There was a squirting noise and his cheeks were pulled apart before Jared slid a slippery finger deep inside him.
North groaned. Yep. This time he might just kill him. Jared’s finger moved in and out of his ass. Then another finger joined the first and he felt a slight stretch.
Christ.
His panting grew heavier.
“You need my dick, don’t you, boy?” Jared murmured. “You need me fucking you. Taking you. Making you mine. Is that what you need?”
“Yes.”
“Why? Why do you need that, North? Why do you need a good spanking and fucking?”
“Because I do.”
Do not tell him the truth.
That he needed to be owned. To know that someone controlled him.
Because he couldn’t be trusted to control himself.
Jared pulled back. “Reach back and part your ass cheeks.”
Fuck.
It was almost too much. Almost too embarrassing.
But that was why Jared was the Dom and North was the sort-of sub.
Could you only be a sub for one person?
He guessed so because he couldn’t ever imagine doing this with anyone else.
He didn’t want to do this with anyone else.
And he didn’t want to ever lose Jared. The only way he would let that happen was if one of them were dead.
Was that why he was so against the idea of Angie being in their lives?
Well, in Jared’s life.
Because he thought that she might steal him away?
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
He groaned as Jared hit the more sensitive skin where his ass and thighs met.
“You are away with the fairies today, aren’t you?” Jared said as he drove two fingers back inside him.
North suddenly realized that he hadn’t done what Jared had ordered and parted his ass cheeks.
Fuck.
That wasn’t going to go down well.
“What can I do to get your full attention?” He reached back around North’s body and squeezed his balls to the point of pain.
Motherfucker.
North’s breath caught in his throat.
“Breathe,” Jared told him in a low, soft voice.
Which was totally a lie. There was nothing soft about him.
And how could North fucking breathe when his balls were on fire?
Finally, Jared released him and he sucked in a lungful of air, letting it out slowly with a groan.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” North muttered.
“I would love to be fucking you. Once you obey me. What are you thinking about?”
How Angie could ruin his life.
She’s gone.
Yeah. But she kept taking up space in his head which he fucking hated.
Answer Jared. Before he tears your balls right off your body.
Fuck.
“I was thinking about your cock and how much I want to suck it.”
“Is that right? Well, if you start being a good boy, I’ll let you do that. Later. Right now, I want to fuck that tight asshole of yours.”
Fuck.
Definitely killing him.
“Yes,” he groaned.
“That’s ‘yes, Sir,’ to you, boy,” Jared told him. “Are you going to behave yourself now?”
“Probably not,” North told him.
Jared let out a low chuckle that went straight to North’s cock.
Precum leaked from the end of it.
How much was one man meant to take?
“I like the honesty. Now, do as you were told and I might consider letting you come.”
North held back his moan. Barely. Jared removed his fingers from North’s ass. And he had to force himself to reach back and part his cheeks.
Embarrassment and submission rushed through him.
His submission was a strange thing. It didn’t feel like it came naturally and yet, when Jared forced him to submit, it felt like the biggest of highs.
It was strange and exciting and weird all at once.
“That’s a beautiful fucking hole,” Jared told him. “I bet it’s empty, isn’t it? It looks empty. Like it needs a good fucking. Does it?”
“Yes,” North groaned.
“That’s what I thought,” Jared said. “I’m going to wash my hands and get my dick ready for you. Stay right where you are so I can see you.”
Right. Sure. Like he was planning on moving.
Finally, Jared returned, grabbing hold of one ass cheek hard. “Good boy.”
North wasn’t really a praise kind of guy. It didn’t make his blood heat and dick grow hard. But he liked the husky note in Jared’s voice as he said those words.
How Jared had wormed his way under his skin, he had no idea. But he had.
Bastard
“Let go of your ass,” Jared ordered, then he slowly pushed the head of his dick against North’s back hole.
Jared was not a small guy. Every time he took North this way, it felt like it wasn’t going to fit.
As though he might be torn in two.
That kind of excited him too. Sometimes he wondered if he should be more concerned about his mental health.
But then he realized he didn’t care that much.
Finally, Jared pushed himself in deep and they both lay there, breathing heavily.
“Fuck, you feel good,” Jared groaned.
North knew that. What would feel better though, is if he damn well let him come. Or if he started moving.
Yeah, that would really help.
North tried to thrust his hips back at Jared, but the other man slapped the side of his thigh.
“You’re not in charge here. You don’t get to decide when I move,” Jared told him. “Stay still.”
“Yes, Sir,” he groaned.
“Fuck, I like it when you call me Sir,” Jared told him. “I should make you do it all the time, shouldn’t I?”
Fuck.
That there was no way he would do that.
But the idea of Jared forcing him to? Yeah, that excited him.
The other man reached around him and pumped his cock. North bit down on his lip so hard that he tasted blood.
“I can’t . . . I can’t hold on,” he finally said.
“There you are,” Jared murmured in his ear. “I know how to break you so well, don’t I? I know just how to bring you to your knees.”
The bastard really did.
Then he drew his hand away from North’s dick as he grasped his hips and rode him hard.
North could do nothing but hold onto the desk and do his best not to come.
It was a struggle, though.
North could hear Jared’s breathing growing faster.
And then the bastard stopped.
It was too much. He could barely hold back his whimper.
“What are you doing?” North groaned. He wished the words back as soon as he’d said them.
Fuck.
He was going to be in trouble now. North shook his head at himself.
“Wrong thing to say, boy,” Jared told him. “And what I’m doing is torturing you, of course.”
Yeah. He’d figured that out.
“Move back with me,” Jared said, wrapping an arm around his chest.
Somehow, Jared stayed lodged in his ass as he stood them, then resettled himself in his office chair with North on his lap.
Fucking hell.
North wasn’t a big guy, but he was muscular so he wasn’t exactly light. However, Jared held him like he weighed nothing.
North hated when he sat him on his lap like this.
And that bastard knew it. Which is just why he was doing it.
Jared wrapped his hand around the base of North’s dick and squeezed hard.
“Here’s the deal, boy,” he murmured in North’s ear. “You’re going to sit nice and still while I play with you and if you’re good and do as you’re told, I’m going to let you come. If you’re not, then we’re going to sit here like this until you can behave yourself.”
North knew he’d do it. It didn’t matter that Jared was still hard, that his balls had to be on fire as well. He had more discipline and control in his small toe than most people had in their whole bodies.
North nodded and Jared slapped the inside of his thigh. “Words.”
“Yes.”
Slap! Slap!
“We are pushing today. Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir.”
North tensed as Jared reached for the lube and squirted some onto his hand before wrapping it around North’s dick.
God. North closed his eyes, but he couldn’t block his ears from hearing the noise of Jared’s hand going up and down his cock. Or the way his breathing hitched.
He couldn’t stop himself from feeling the pleasure rushing through his body.
Do not move.
Do. Not.
“You are doing so well,” Jared crooned as he thrust his hips up slightly.
It wasn’t a big movement but it was enough to make North groan and clench down around him.
Hopefully that didn’t count as movement.
Jared removed his hand from North’s cock, reaching down to play with his balls. Tugging on them lightly and gently squeezing.
Fuck.
He kept his eyes tightly closed and started to count backward from a hundred.
“You are so fucking sexy,” Jared told him as he started jacking him off again. “My boy. All mine, aren’t you? No one else’s.”
There was a slight threat in there. Jared was a possessive guy. Even though they didn’t label what they were, he knew he belonged to the other man.
And if he ever touched anyone else without Jared’s permission, then he’d be a dead man.
Like North would ever look twice at someone else.
He wasn’t an idiot.
You didn’t go searching for chuck steak when you had filet mignon at home.
“I’m yours.”
“Always makes me so hot when you give yourself to me,” Jared told him. “Now, if you beg me, I’ll let you come.”
Damn it. Jared knew how much North loathed begging.
But as Jared kept up the steady movement around North’s cock, North knew he wouldn’t be able to hold himself still for much longer.
“Please,” he finally begged. “Please let me come. I need to come so badly. Please, Sir.”
“That’s my good boy. You may come.” As he said that, he moved his hand faster with firmer strokes.
It was only a few minutes before North exploded. “Fuck! Fuck!”
His body shook, his heart racing.
“Damn, that was hot,” Jared told him as he held him steady with both arms wrapped around his chest. It was as close as North would allow him to hug him. He didn’t need aftercare.
But for a few moments, he’d let Jared do this.
Then he stiffened and Jared knew the deal. He loosened his arms.
Was he going to finish fucking him now? Or did he want something else? North squeezed his ass around Jared’s cock.
The other man grabbed hold of North’s hips and drew him up off his cock.
“On your knees,” Jared ordered.
Fuck yes.
North turned and kneeled between Jared’s open legs. Jared slid off his condom and grabbed a wet rag he must have brought in with him when he’d washed his hands before. He wiped his dick clean so North could immediately take him into his mouth.
He fucking loved this.
He might be on his knees, but he felt powerful. Jared let him set the pace for a start before he wrapped his hand around the back of North’s head and took over.
Jared used his mouth. He fucked it deep. He took control.
As far as North was concerned, it was over too soon. Jared drove himself deep and came down North’s throat, staring at him hungrily.
“That’s it. Take all of me. Don’t miss any or you’ll be in trouble.”
North shuddered. Sometimes he’d let some of his come drip free of his mouth just to get in trouble.
But he figured he’d been in enough trouble tonight.
Not that it wasn’t fun.
Because it definitely was.
Later that night, North walked through the hallway to his bedroom, stopping outside Jared’s room. Peering in, he saw that he wasn’t there.
Frowning slightly, he walked through Jared’s bedroom, glancing out the open doors to where the other man sat with a glass in his hand, studying the Seattle skyline.
There was something in his other hand.
Something that made North stiffen.
That fucking whale.
Her whale.
The stuffed toy that Jared kept in the back of his closet. The one that he didn’t know that North knew about.
If anyone else had crept in here, North knew that Jared would have sensed them. But North was exceptionally quiet on his feet. He excelled at becoming a shadow.
A whisper.
But he came close to giving himself away as his temper stirred. Followed quickly by worry.
Why did he keep thinking about her?
Was he not happy?
Fuck. North knew if he said something that Jared would put the whale away and never bring it back out. But removing the toy wouldn’t erase her from the other man’s mind.
Why was he still thinking about her? It wasn’t like he knew her that well. She wasn’t a great beauty. She wasn’t super sexy or charming.
So what was it about her?
And how could he get Jared’s mind off her?
Or maybe he was thinking about this all wrong.
North knew he couldn’t give Jared everything. There were parts of him that were dead inside. He had no ability to love. No desire to hug or cuddle. He couldn’t sleep with Jared.
If someone touched him in his sleep . . . well, he couldn’t guarantee that they’d survive.
And he wasn’t a Little.
Jared was a Dom. He needed control. He liked the power. He enjoyed obedience but also to be pushed.
However, he was a Daddy too.
And there was no way anyone could ever think North was a Little.
Did Jared need someone that he could Daddy?
Maybe . . . and if he didn’t have an outlet would he come to resent North?
North wished he understood the way this all worked better. His emotional capabilities were limited.
This was something he had to think about.
Hard.