Ava’s jaw clenched. “You know that’s not what I meant. I’m asking to be set free. Completely free. Not in little increments or bits and pieces.”
“Have you forgotten the contract you signed?”
She shook her head. “I’ve not forgotten. I know what I signed, but you could tear that up into a million shreds if you wanted to. You could forgive the debt and allow me to go wherever and whenever I please without your chains wrapped around one of my ankles. I want to make Carson pay for what he’s done. And for that to happen, you must release me. Please, Kingston. You must understand how important this is to me.”
“I know, baby. And I wish I could let you go. I’d love nothing more than to sit back and watch you do whatever your little savage heart desires when it comes to your brother, but it’s too dangerous. There are too many others involved in this. Too many men with evil intent and nothing to lose now that video evidence of your assault has been destroyed. I suspect my own brother to be included with that group, but that remains to be seen.”
“The video… it’s gone?” Ava could not believe it. That slice of her life, immortalized in digital context, had hung heavy over her head for so many years. She’d lived in constant fear of it being released. Exploited. Sensationalized. For the moment, she forgot her unspoken plan of revenge against Carson and instead absorbed the news that her brother no longer had evidence of that night in his arsenal of weapons. Relief overwhelmed her. Tears pricked her eyes, hot and insistent as gratitude wiggled into her heart.
Kingston did this for her.
“From Carson’s data files, yes. I have the only file now, and no one will ever see it again.”
“You watched it?”
Kingston softly replied, “I did.”
“Oh my God.” With a moan of disgust, Ava tried rolling off him, but Kingston’s palm pressed her lower back, keeping her in place and pinned against him.
“Stay where you are, Ava,” he growled. “And listen to me. Yes. I watched the damn file. And do you know what will happen now? I will destroy every man involved in its creation that night. For you, lamb. Because you are mine. You’ve always been mine. And no one touches or harms what is mine.” His hand came up and lightly encircled her throat. “There will be no further discussion of this subject. I’ll handle it. And I’ll let you go after it’s all over if that’s what you still want.” Kissing her lightly on the mouth, he ordered, “Sit up and straddle me like you did before.”
Ava tilted her chin. “You can’t stop me from wanting to do this on my own, Kingston. Carson is my brother and I want to make him pay.”
“You’re right. I can’t stop you. But I can make you forget for a little while.”
“How will you do that?” Ava muttered. “By chaining me up? Beating me into submission?”
“Oh, baby.” Kingston’s fingers tightened around her throat, and despite her best intention to stay unaffected, Ava could not contain the small whimper that escaped her. “I will restrain you, put you in cuffs, and probably tie you up with pretty silk ropes one day, but I wouldneverbeat you.”
It wasn’t fair he could so easily incite her lust with just those simple words. Her body reacted as though she’d not enjoyed two climaxes only moments ago. She was instantly ready for him, primed for his possession and willing to do whatever he wanted. This weakness was a curse, one from which she would never recover.
“If you care anything about me, if you have any feelings for me at all, Kingston, you will let me go so I can do this on my own.”
Kingston’s smile was darkly tortured. “It is because I care that I cannot do that. Don’t you understand, Ava? If something happens to you, it happens to me. You get hurt, I hurt. You are in pain, I suffer, too. If you should die, then I am dead as well. And I will never rest until I avenge you.”
Ava stared at him in amazement, her treacherous heart thumping madly at his unexpected confession. “Do you really mean that, Kingston? Am I finally more to you than a debt to be paid?”
“You’ve always been more, Ava. You’ve always been everything.” His fingers tightened again, dark blue eyes glittering like stars in the night sky. “Now, sit up,” he directed in that silky smooth, dangerous voice that always sent shivers through her. “Slide your soft, tight pussy down on me. Fuck yourself on my cock while I watch you come undone.”
“N-no,” she stuttered, trying to pull away from him. He sounded like a man intent on keeping her prisoner forever, and while she wanted him with every overly stimulated, desperate cell of her body, she wanted so much more than a lifetime chained to his side as some sort of helpless, pretty pet.
“That’s not what I want to hear from you, lamb.” His voice was sad but resolute as he shoved her upward until she straddled him as he desired, her legs on either side of his hips. “It does no good to tell me ‘no’. Because neither one of us can deny what we both want. Nor can we deny what we share between us.This.My desire for you and yours for me. This mutual obsession. This fixation. This all-consumingneed. I can hardly admit it, even to myself, but the truth is, I’m begging you, Ava. Begging. Do you understand? Because I want you that much. I want all of you. You asked me to make love to you but I have my own request, lamb. I want you to make love tome.You set the pace. You decide how much or how little. I’ll give you all the control but not until you sink that sweet pussy onto my cock. Your chance to play at domination begins then.”
Ava’s body melted against him. The very idea she could control of Kingston Vaughn Winter was irresistible. But if she stood any chance of personally making her brother pay for his treachery, she must remain strong in the face of this unexpected temptation. Convincing Kingston to grant her wish required clear thinking and cunning strategy.
All of which flew out the window with his hand encircling her throat and his thick cock nudging her backside.
“What do you say, Ava? Do we have a deal? Either way, I’m fucking you, but I’d like it noted you were given a choice in the matter.”
“It’s not a choice.” Bracing her hands on his midsection, she rolled her hips back against his hot flesh until it again nestled in the crack of her ass. Just feeling the heat and size of him there was enough to make her feral. “It’s an ultimatum.”
“True.” Keeping one hand around her neck, he gripped her hip with the other. “And I’m waiting to see what you do about it.”
“Take your hand off my throat,” she demanded breathlessly. “So I can think clearly.”
Kingston chuckled, apparently amused by her bossiness. “Nice try, baby, but it stays. I may be giving you control for a while, but this is just a reminder of who owns you.”
“You don’townme,” she breathed while lifting her hips and gliding down in one smooth motion onto his cock. She was so wet, so ready, there was just a momentary pinch of pain as her body accommodated his. She sucked in a breath of agonized pleasure.