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)
11
Are you allowed to eat sweets when you’ve sold your soul to Satan?
If only she knew how very real those words were. It did feel like he’d sold his soul to Satan a long time ago.
And then he’d been rescued by a dark prince, who now owned not only his soul but his body and mind too.
He wouldn’t say his heart.
He’d long since lost that organ.
But everything else belonged to Jared Bartolli.
North walked into his bedroom in Jared’s house and walked over to the bathroom. He’d have a quick shower and then go looking for Jared.
Someone grabbed hold of the back of his neck and slammed him against the wall. He turned his face at the last second so that his cheek rather than his nose took the impact. Although he need not have worried. At the last moment, the other person softened their trajectory so when his face smashed into the wall it didn’t shatter his cheekbone.
He would have fought back. Could easily have broken the hold.
But he’d known who it was from the first second that they’d touched him.
He deserved this. And so much more.
“Where have you been?” Jared whispered close to his ear. “And why do you smell like a woman?”
Shit.
Jared pressed him against the wall and grabbed both of his wrists, pinning them above his head.
North felt his body grow warmer. It had already been on a slow boil for some reason.
He didn’t know why.
Maybe it was in anticipation of coming back here. Of seeing Jared.
Of getting a reaction like this. One that meant he was on the edge of death.
He normally had supreme control over his body . . . but he’d been in a weird place since he’d kidnapped her.
It wasn’t Angie that was making his body react this way. No, it must be the thought of how Jared would react.
That had to be it.
“I’ve been doing a job.”
Jared shifted his wrists to one hand and wrapped his other hand around the front of North’s neck.
A clear threat.
Fuck. His cock was so hard by now that it was pressing against his pants.
“What sort of job would you be on that I didn’t authorize?”
“I do other jobs.”
Jared tightened his hand around North’s throat, cutting off his air slightly.
So. Fucking. Hot.
If he would just throw him on the bed and suck him off while continuing to deny his lungs air . . . well, North would die a happy man.
Of course nothing was ever that simple.
For one, Jared flipped him around to face him, loosening his hold on North’s throat so he could breathe once more.
That was no fun.
Second, Jared never usually went down on him. Only when he was extra good.
Which very rarely happened. North and good didn’t exactly go hand in hand.
Jared pushed on North’s shoulders until he was kneeling, staring up at him.
The other man grasped hold of his chin. “Tell me about this job.”
“I can’t tell you yet.”
“Yet?” Jared asked softly.
A shudder ran through North. Not that he let it show. Instead, he stared up at Jared passively.
“Yes, yet. I will tell you one day soon.”
“Why not now?” Jared asked in that same tone of voice. The one that sounded like he was a gentleman. As though he didn’t really care about what he was asking.
That was all a lie.
“I can’t tell you that.”
“Hmm. Did you kiss someone else, North? A woman?”
“What? No!” North gaped up at him. His shock had his mask slipping slightly.
Jared raised his eyebrows, clearly surprised by North’s reaction.
Fuck. Shit.
“No? But you must have gotten close to be smelling like her.”
“Closer than I wanted,” he muttered. But there was a strange note in his voice.
Was he lying?
That feeling in his gut said he was. But normally he lied like he breathed. So why did he sound off? Feel off?
And why was that a lie? It wasn’t.
He didn’t want that brat.
She was going to be his gift to Jared.
And you’re just doing that out of the goodness of your heart?
Ha! Like you have a heart.
Yeah, he definitely wasn’t doing this because of that . . . it was because he wanted Jared to have whatever he desired.
So you’re being selfless.
“I feel like I’ve lost you,” Jared murmured, tightening his hold on North’s jaw. “That just won’t do, will it, boy?”
No. It wouldn’t.
His breath caught in his throat at the look on Jared’s face.
“I don’t like secrets between us, North.”
That was a bad thing since there were so many secrets that North didn’t know where to start with them all.
“I don’t mean about the past. We’ve all got them. But I don’t like you disappearing and not telling me where you are.”
“I’m only your sub in the bedroom, Jared,” North pointed out.
“Yes, I don’t like that either.”
North understood that. He knew that Jared would prefer that he was submissive to him all the time.