Chapter 50
Angie let Jared lift her out of the bath and dry her.
He ran the towel slowly over her. Gently drying her nipples, her stomach and down to her pussy. She sucked in a breath as he ran the towel over her mound. A low moan escaped as his fingers touched her lower lips.
Was that an accident or not?
He touched her again. She was guessing it was on purpose.
“You are so beautiful,” he told her.
“Promise you won’t get mad if . . . if things go badly,” she blurted out.
Way to ruin the mood, Angie.
“I will not get angry with you about anything. I can be in the middle of coming and you tell me to stop and I will.”
She eyed him skeptically. “Is that even possible?”
“It is for me.”
Good Lord.
His arrogance was unbelievable.
But also was super hot. Something she’d never tell him, of course.
His ego was already out of control.
Jared turned her around to dry her back and she stared at herself in the mirror.
Who was this woman with the flushed cheeks and glowing eyes?
And how come she looked so happy?
Did she deserve to be happy?
“I don’t want you thinking,” Jared ordered her. “From now on, you’re not to think.”
“I don’t think you can order someone not to think,” she told him.
“Sure I can. I can make any command I like. And you’re going to obey me. Because I’m in charge.”
See what she meant?
Bossy and arrogant.
He threw the towel away and grasped hold of her waist.
Good Lord.
She tried to get out of his arms to grab it and put it on the towel rail. But he tightened his hold on her.
“What’s wrong?”
“You dropped your towel on the floor. I’ll pick it up.”
“Leave it. You aren’t my cleaner or here to tidy up after me.”
He rubbed her stomach, then moved his hand down further. “Do you have any more limits to tell me?”
“No, none,” she said hastily.
He turned her to face him, cupping her face between his big hands.
“I want the truth. The very last thing I want is for you to keep something from me and then I hurt you. Physically or emotionally. This sort of relationship only works well when you communicate with me what your needs are. And I will do the same for you. Same with North.”
She glanced over to find North leaning against the doorway, studying her.
“You’ve never had any problems telling me the truth,” North stated. “You told me exactly what you wanted after I kidnapped you. I think your exact words were that you hoped I’d get crabs and itch my balls right off.”
She bit her lip. She did recall saying that. “You did kidnap me, though.”
“And thank God he did,” Jared murmured.
She sucked in a breath. Yes, thank God for that.
“Come with me.” Jared took hold of her hand so that she couldn’t do anything but follow him. He led her into the bedroom and sat her on the bed before kneeling in front of her. She ran her gaze over him.
How had she gotten this lucky?
Then she moved her gaze to North who had turned so he could watch them. He was still fully dressed. Completely composed.
It made her want to ruffle him up a bit. But she knew she couldn’t do that.
Jared took hold of her hands in his. “Think about your limits. Other than the ones we talked about the other day. There will still be no insulting or degrading you. I won’t tie you up or blindfold or gag you. No pinning you down. Anything else?”
“No biting. No weapons. No knives or whips or belts. I don’t want to be forced to . . . to do anything.”
“No one will ever force you,” Jared said firmly.
She believed him, relief filling her. “No anal sex.”
He raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything.
“I think that’s it.”
“Good girl.” He stood and picked her up. To her surprised, he sat on the bed with her on his lap, facing him.
Then he proceeded to kiss her like he wanted to own her. Devour her.
It was hot and delicious. She ran her hands over his chest, grinding against him. She wanted more.
Needed it.
Then she felt heat at her back and knew North was there. The material of his shirt brushed against her skin. He moved his hands around to cup her breasts, playing with her nipples.
When Jared drew back, she was breathing heavily.
“North is going to make you come, baby girl,” Jared told her. “And then I’m going to fuck you.”
Holy hell.
It took all of Jared’s self-control to turn her away from him so she was sitting on his lap, facing North.
He wanted to lay her down on the bed and fuck her. Claim her.
Own her.
But he also wanted North to be a part of this.
North kissed her, cupping her face between his hands and then he drew back, leaning down to take her nipple into his mouth.
She moaned and Jared drew her back against his body, supporting her as North teased her.
Her breathing grew faster and she wriggled around.
“I’m going to need you to hold her still,” North said.
She stiffened.
“Not pin her,” North added. “I just want her laid out for me. Like a feast.”
Jared wasn’t used to not assuming control. But he was totally behind what North was saying.
Jared arranged her legs over his, parting them so she was spread out for North.
North kneeled between their legs, staring down at her.
“I . . . I . . . I’ve never had anyone look at me down there,” she said, lowering a hand to cover her pussy.
“Don’t do that,” Jared ordered. “Don’t cover yourself up. You’re fucking beautiful.”
“What he said,” North said as he stared down at here. God, she was fucking beautiful. Soft and curvy where Jared was hard and firm.
Delicious.
For some reason, he was desperate to taste her. He hadn’t eaten pussy in a long time. He glanced at Jared, seeing if he was okay with this. With him tasting her first.
Jared just nodded.
Thank fuck.
North kissed down her body, sucking on her nipples until they were hard points. Then he lay on his stomach so he could part her lower lips to study her.
Fuck. Him.
“I don’t . . . I’ve never had . . . I don’t think I can.”
“You can,” Jared said firmly. “Give yourself to us. Let us take care of you.”
“You can do this,” North said, trying to soften his hard tone. Soothing someone wasn’t normally his strong point.
“You’re going to do as you’re told,” Jared told her firmly as North took a long lick of her pussy.
She moaned.
She tasted so fucking good. He kept licking her, teasing her clit, playing with her. He could hear Jared whispering to her, but couldn’t make out the words. Then she stiffened and he drew back, staring up at her
“I can’t . . . I can’t . . . I won’t be able to come. It will stop. It will stop and you’ll get mad,” she cried as she stared down at him.
“I am not going to get mad.” Was that why she was upset?
“Why wouldn’t you? I do. I get so mad at my stupid body! Why can’t I just be ordinary!”
“Because that wasn’t the way you were born.
You were born to shine. You were born to be extraordinary,” he told her.
“But even though you’re fucking one of a kind, you still have to obey me and Jared.
Because we’re the ones who will make sure that you’re taken care of while you’re shining like a fucking star. Understand me?”
“I can’t, North. I just can’t.”
“You can. Stop thinking like that. It’s beneath you. I no longer want to hear about what you can’t do. You speak like that again and I’ll spank your ass.”
She couldn’t believe North had just threatened that. And then his mouth returned to her pussy. She also couldn’t believe that he had his mouth on her pussy.
Jared was playing with her breasts and kissing along her shoulder. No one was holding her down. She knew she could get free if she wanted.
But they still held her in their thrall.
“You have this, baby girl,” Jared told her. “You’re going to come for us. When I tell you, you’ll come.”
She shook her head and Jared lightly squeezed her nipple. “Yes.”
North pushed a finger inside her passage and she threw her head back. It was too much.
Then Fergus started to fill her mind, his lips twisted, his face sneering down at her.
“No!” Jared said sharply. “He does not belong here. With us. There’s only the three of us.” He slapped the side of her thigh. It shouldn’t have worked. It should have scared her.
Instead, her mind cleared and she focused on them. On the pleasure.
And there was so much pleasure. It was a tidal wave, washing everything else away.
The fear. The anger. The uncertainty.
Now, there was just the two of them.
“Come for us, baby. Come now!” Jared commanded.
She screamed as her body arched. As the orgasm washed through her, taking away Fergus, her worries, her fear and leaving her sated.
Satisfied.
Complete.
She slumped against Jared, aware of his words of praise, but not really taking them in. She could hear them talking, moving around her, settling her between them on the bed.
The tears came suddenly. But they were strange tears because she wasn’t sad.
She was relieved.
She was free.
Jared waited until her tears had passed to lean up on one elbow.
“How do you feel, baby?” he asked.
His balls were aching but there was no way he was going to push her if she needed more time.
“I feel amazing and like I need you inside me.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“I’m so sure.”
Leaning over her, he kissed her lightly. He slid his mouth down her neck. She glanced over to find North sitting up and watching them intently.
Then she turned her attention back to Jared who was kissing between her breasts.
“You are so smooth. So delicious.” He pressed her legs apart and kneeled between them.
That’s when it started to hit her. A roll of panic washed through her. The past mixed in with the present, making her breathing grow faster.
Suddenly, she wasn’t seeing Jared above her but his father.
No, no.
He’s dead.
It’s not his hands touching you. It’s not his lips on you.
You’re not bound or held down.
You’re free.
It’s Jared.
But her heart was racing too hard, the panic too all-consuming. She couldn’t do it.
“She’s panicking. Stop!” someone said sharply.
Who was that? It was someone she should know. But she couldn’t pinpoint whose voice it was.