She felt so bad for both of them.
“They never told you to sleep with me?” Jared said harshly.
She could feel how tense he was under her.
“No. Never. They never did that sort of thing. That was all me.”
There was a beat of silence and then the tension drained out of Jared. “I believe you.”
A hint of relief filled North’s face.
“Why place you with Jared? And for so long?” she asked.
“I asked Z that when he kidnapped me. He said that I was originally placed with Jared in order to get close to Fergus. But then Fergus died and they left me in place in case they needed to use me at a later date.”
“So why did they take you?” Jared asked. “The Fox said they called you defective.”
“I got a message a few days before I took Angie,” he confessed. “It said that I had a new mission. To kill you.”
She gasped as North stared at Jared.
“To kill me?” Jared asked. “Who? Was it Beltran? Did he hire them?”
“That’s what I thought. I kept trying to get a meeting with V to find out. But he wouldn’t reply. But it turns out there was no one.”
“No one?” she asked. “I don’t understand.”
“They made up a mission to see if I was still loyal or if they’d lost me to Jared. And when I didn’t kill him, they knew that I was lost to them and that they were going to have to kill me. It was only when I brought up the Fox’s name that they backed off.”
“Oh God.” She threw herself into North’s arms, shaking against him. “Thank God they didn’t kill you. I don’t ever want to be without you, North.”
There was a beat of silence and she glanced up to find the two men staring at each other.
“No,” Jared said. “Neither do I.”
She climbed off North’s lap and Jared drew him close, his hand around the back of his neck as he stared at him. “Don’t you ever fucking lie to me again. Understand?”
“I won’t. I’m yours, Jared. Forever.”
“Good. Because I never intend to let you go.”
This was fucking torture.
And he wasn’t going to last. North gritted his teeth and tried to stay still but he couldn’t.
He was sitting on Jared’s lap, facing away from him. His knees were bent and his wrists were tied to his feet which rested by Jared’s hips on the sofa.
He groaned and attempted to pull at his hands, but there was nowhere for him to go unless he wanted to fall off Jared’s lap.
Slap!
Jared’s hand landed on the side of his ass. “You moved.”
“That’s because you’re both torturing me,” North grumbled.
“Angie, pull back,” Jared demanded.
She slid her mouth off North’s cock and looked up at them both. “Naughty North, you moved!”
