“You can tell me anything. What is it?”
Tears pricked the back of my eyelids. I could probably count the number of times I’d cried since I hit adulthood on one hand.Yet his handling of me brought a tsunami of emotions to the surface. He noticed immediately, pulling me against his body.
“Easy, Reed. Breathe with me. I’m right here.”
I felt so damn vulnerable. More than I’d ever felt before. His warmth and gentle words were a soothing balm to my shattered nerves. He was everything I didn’t even know I needed. Everything I’d been seeking. My perfect partner had been in front of me all along. Trying to explain myself did nothing but cause more tears.Damn it. Years of never feeling good enough or worthy enough in my circle of friends, feeling like the black sheep of my family, and so many other insecurities purged via the tears falling down my cheeks. Breathing in and out as he held me finally eased the sensations flooding my body. Releasing a shuddering breath, I looked down at him.
“Isn’t it difficult to be a hardass when I’m staring down at you?” Using sarcasm instead of voicing anything else on my mind gained a bit of control back.
“Our heights didn’t matter a few minutes ago when I was fucking you into oblivion, did they?”
“You’re several inches shorter than me, Sir.”
“Did I feel shorter when I slid my cock into your tight little hole?” He leaned forward and nipped my earlobe.
“Maybe you should do it again, King. Then I’ll let you know.”
“Forget my title again, babyboy, and you’ll be writing lines. You don’t want to add to the task I’ve assigned you.”
He raised one eyebrow, gazing at me as I attempted some intelligent reply. I opened my mouth and shut it again. For once I was speechless.
“Oh, have I quieted your brat?” He chuckled but there was no amusement there. “You’ve been letting a lot of gunk clog up your thoughts. Whenever you get snarky, I’ll assume you’re in your head again. But don’t you worry, I’ll find a way to loosen you up.Understand? I’ll get you to release that toxic crap that’s bogging you down one way or another.”
“That sounds ominous.”
“Go ahead, Reed. Poke my buttons. Test those boundaries. I’m going to respond. Every time.”
“You can’t–”
“Do not tell me what I can and can’t do.”
Grumbling, I gathered my thoughts. “I don’t believe you have the dedication or drive to repair the mess I’ve made of my life. Not when you want to do the same for Eli. Two submissives is a lot of work.”
“You’ve never had two submissives. Challenge accepted. I’m happy to fucking prove it to you. I want you to erase any doubt in that beautiful head of yours.”
“I’ll work on it.”
“So will I. Come on. We’re taking a shower.”
Kingston tugged me to follow him, which I did without protesting for once. He set the shower dials to just below the approximate temperature of lava, the way we preferred it. We’d done this before, usually if there was a short amount of time to get ready for something, so it wasn’t odd to me. However the vibes had changed. As if reading my mind, he took his time washing me. Though I had submissive partners in the past who’d enjoyed the task, there was something different in the way he did it. He took my well-being seriously. That knowledge combined with the previous statement about proving himself was like a fucking shot of dopamine. Every cell in my body seemed to hum with arousal from the simple act.
“You’re turning me into a huge melty pile of bliss, Sir.”
“How lucky for me.” King leaned up and kissed my neck.
“I still don’t know why you’re thinking about a throuple with me.”
“I’ve been thinking about it for a long time,” he confessed. “I don’t necessarily mean with you, I’m not a mind reader, but I want to give it a try. Don’t we owe it to each other to see what a relationship looks like? Eloise is so damn adorable. I truly believe with two partners she can blossom. So will you.”
“What do you get out of it?”
He shook his head. “Give me a minute to answer you.”
Kingston got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and grabbing another, holding it out for me. I allowed him to help me onto the plush bathmat and he fixed the towel around me. He led us back to my room, probably gathering his thoughts.
“I promise that I will find our relationship rewarding. Okay?”
“But what is the reward?”
