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I move my fingers over hers, circling her swollen clit far too slowly to get her to the edge but enough to have her trembling against me.

“I know you’re aching for me, baby girl. Wouldn’t it be easier just to say yes?” I murmur against the shell of her ear.

I trail kisses along her exposed shoulder, tightening my grip on her throat to drive her closer to the edge, and I’m rewarded with a sharp intake of breath.

“Do you like being choked, Mama? I knew you were perfect for me, that you could handle my darker tastes.” Dragging my teeth along her soft skin, I nip at the place where her shoulder and throat meet, another soft gasp filling the shower as her hips jerk back against my cock.

I’m so fucking hard I can barely think past the need to sink into one of her holes.

But I waited a decade to have her. I can wait a little longer.

“King, please,” she whines, her hips shifting in time with our fingers.

“Will you marry me?”

She shakes her head, the wet strands falling grazing over my fingers.

“All you have to do is say yes, Chloe. Say yes and I’ll give you the whole fucking world and as many orgasms as you can handle.”

“I can’t,” she whispers.

“Then you clearly don’t need to come that badly, do you, baby girl?”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

CHLOE

NOW

Strong fingers guide mine over my throbbing clit, and although it’s my own touch driving me closer to the edge, I lost control the second Kingston stepped into the shower.

Every few seconds he flexes the hand around my throat, making my core ache for release.

He knows what he’s doing. He’s making it almost impossible to refuse him.

But how can I marry a man who would manipulate me like this?

“I can’t, King,” I whimper. “I can’t marry you.”

“Of course you can, Chloe. I can have an officiant here by tonight. Our marriage license is in my desk. All you have to do is say yes.”

I open my mouth to reply but quickly snap it shut. How the fuck does he have a marriage license? Don’t we both have to sign something to get one of those?

“I can’t marry you because I have feelings for someone else…multiple someone else’s actually,” I admit, even though the words hurt on the way out.

No matter how hard I fight my need for them, I can’t shake how my heart feels torn between each of them, and it would be unfair to Kingston to say vows of commitment when he’ll never have my whole heart.

No one will.

I’m destined to be torn, to ache for each of them until the end of time.

He doesn’t respond at first, and I start to think he’s not going to reply at all. He’s gone to such lengths to take me, to build a life around giving me everything he thought I needed. But the truth is, I’ll never have everything unless I have all of them.

Four men that would sooner kill each other than stand in the same room.

The hand around my throat drops and a surprised gasp escapes when my back hits cold tiles.

Kingston gathers both my hands in one of his, pinning them above my head, and I have no choice but to look up into dark eyes filled with fury.