I blinked as he sat down in front of me, tugging me to sit curled against him as he gripped my jaw gently, running his fingers over my pulse and forcing me to give him my undivided attention. Right… because I hadn’t been doing that before.
“What the hell is going on?” Kingston’s eyes blazed with green heat.
I frowned. “The part where you just made me come after breaking into my room?” A blush invaded my cheeks as he chuckled softly, offering me an affectionate kiss on my nose before his face went serious again.
“Why did you leave today? Why did you need a break?” he resumed, his expression filled with concern and worry. Also a bit of anger, but not nearly as much as when I had first seen him in the shower. In the shower… when he had… oh my god…
I’m sorry, but there was no way I wasn’t imagining all of this.
“Dahlia,” he urged, his voice rough and heated again. “Love, I don’t know where your mind is going, but I need you to talk to me. I can’t fix what I don’t know about.”
I blinked as panic hit me, not about Stratton, but about everything King didn’t know. I mean, he was my best friend, and he didn’t even know…
“Lincoln and Sterling both kissed me last night.”And today, technically.
Kingston blinked before he tilted his head. “Sterling also? Fucking bastard. Iknewhe was hiding something. But I already knew that. Now, what’s actually wrong?”
Well, that didn’t help with my confusion at all.
“You’re okay with that? With me kissing the twins? After what just happened in the shower?” I demanded quietly. What was I missing here? I mean, clearly I wasn’t imagining the attraction between us, unless Kingston just didthatto all of his friends.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” He arched a brow as if I had told him it was going to rain today or something.
Disappointment hit me square in the chest as I felt myself near the point of ‘I’m going to start sobbing like a total baby because today has sucked so hard.’ I managed to get some words out. “I don’t know. I mean, I just assumed that you may have felt something for me, especially after the shower just now, but… you don’t. This is stupid. You should go. I clearly am crazy, and you probably don’t even know what I’m talking about. I’m fine, I am totally just fine— King!”
My rambling was cut off when King literally tackled me back against the bed, his frame filled with tension and eyes searing with enough heat to burn me alive. I squirmed underneath him as he locked down on me.
Who the hell was this version of King? I mean, I was a huge fan, but can we saywhiplash?
I clearly was done rationalizing anything for the day. It wasn’t working.
Then Kingston Ross blew my ever-loving mind.
“Dahlia, the reason I am okay with Lincoln or Sterling kissing you has nothing to do with how I feel about you, or the intensity of it. My feelings for you have never been in question. I’ve been in love with you since I could fucking talk, and that is never going to change.”
I inhaled sharply, pure adrenaline and joy rushing through me as he continued. “More so, I know the others feel the same. So, no, of course it doesn’t bother me that the twins kissed you. Now, if someone else had, who wasn’t one of us, I would kill them. Not metaphorically, either. I would fucking gut them and bury them six feet deep—”
“Kingston Ross,” I slapped a hand over his mouth to stop his murderous rampage, not knowing if I should laugh or cry. “What thehellare you talking about?!”
Seriously. What on earth?!
Amusement danced in his gaze as he pulled my hand from his mouth and drew both my arms above my head, his frame making my legs fall apart as my robe slipped open, exposing some of my body to his gaze. He let out a dangerous rumble as he looked over me, his eyes pausing only momentarily over my already wet pussy before returning his gaze to mine. His control was impressive. I, on the other hand, was already feeling like a needy mess.
“I’m talking about us, princess.”
His lips conquered mine easily, turning my body into liquid as he used one hand to grab my chin. I realized that what I’d seen before wasn’t control, but determination. I moaned against his mouth as his one hand tightened in a bruising grip on my wrists and his other began to slip down my body, his fingers teasing my clit and making my legs tremble with need. Everything was turning hazy again, and I could feel how hard he was, his sweatpants-covered cock rocking against my bare, wet core as I nearly begged him to take it out.
Desire pulsed through every inch of me, and I justknewI was so screwed. He had way too much control over my body, and if I reacted this strongly to him and the twins… I just didn’t know where to go with this.
“I love you,” he repeated, slowing his movements but not stopping his teasing. I moaned his name as he slipped two fingers inside of me, pumping in and out. “And you love me.”
I couldn’t deny his words, even if I wanted to, and I didn’t. He wasn’t wrong. I just hadn’t realized he felt the same.
“Say it.” He paused his fingers, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
“You know I do,” I whimpered as he continued to pump.
“I want to hear it.”