Betrayed by Blood (Betrayed #1) Page 14

  Swallowing a mouthful of food, she finally responds, “I had to leave. Well, I didn’t have to, I chose to.” Pausing, she blows out a breath. “It’s a really long story. Are you sure you want to hear it?” She looks at me for a way out.

  “We have time, Goddess.” I smile reassuringly while popping another rib into my mouth. My gut clenches as she struggles to find the words to tell me her story. It’s not that I want her to relive any pain or turmoil; I just have to make sure Noah wasn’t right.

  Sighing, she continues. “There was a little boy in my class that was being abused. He asked me for help and I tried to help him. I didn’t follow proper procedure and I got in trouble when the parents filed a complaint stating I was harassing the mother, who was being abused as well. I could have stayed, but the nail in my coffin was another teacher. Jeremy Ruffin is an awful person that tried several times to get me to go out with him. I said no every time. Jeremy had a nasty habit of making sexually explicit comments in school and I just told him to stop, but I never filed a complaint, figuring if I let it go he’d back off eventually.” She pauses for a moment, giving a laugh that sends chills running up and down my body.

  “Emma and I go out every Friday night for drinks to Club Rae. Despite the monstrous fit I throw, she always wins, and I go because she’s my best friend. My only friend, really. Long story short, I met Emma at the club and she was with Brighton. Before you ask any questions about them that I most likely don’t have an answer to, all I know is, something happened and she’s yet to tell me what, which is odd because they really seemed to hit it off. I’m just not entirely sure how to process it, really. There are so many questions and I’m honestly afraid of knowing the answers, Alex.” Kylee pauses again, staring into her empty shot glass. With the bottle in hand, I reach over and refill it, winning me a soft smile.

  “Ever have the feeling like someone is watching you?” Nodding, I motion for her to continue. “Well, the entire time I was there I had that feeling of being watched. Then Emma and Brighton wanted to dance and I told them no at first. I didn’t want to be a third wheel.”

  Something in my chest clenches at her words, tightening like a vice around my heart, squeezing all of the air out of my lungs.

  “Emma by herself is a force to be reckoned with but you combine her and Brighton . . .” Shaking her head, Kylee lets loose a watery laugh and takes a sip of her sake. “Well, together they are something else. Needless to say, I ended up on the dance floor watching them like they were two long lost lovers. I felt so damn out of place that I went to the bar and ordered a drink when that feeling came back. I looked around, trying to find it and couldn’t, so I said screw it and was going to leave. I went to look for Emma and that’s when it happened.” She turned her head and looked out the window.

  “What happened, Kai?”

  “You remind me of her when you call me that. I miss her.” Sniffling, she turns back to me as tears begin to flow down her face.

  “Don’t cry, love,” I murmur, gently wiping away her tears.

  “He caught up to me in the hallway. There was no one around. He chased me, beat me, and was trying to do awful things to me. If it weren’t for Brighton, he would have. Then the next day he, filed a sexual harassment complaint against me at work. He claimed I harassed him every chance I got. It’s not even true, yet I’m the one that had to leave, making it look like I’d done something wrong.”

  Anger surges through me as I recall that night. A curvy redhead cornered me and tried her damnedest to sink her claws in. It took me forever to shake her loose. Relief washes over me, replacing the anger at the thought of my brother being there to protect her. Her reasons for being here put my fears to rest, allowing the tension I’ve been carrying to drain away. Kylee isn’t an agent but she is in danger. I push those thoughts away and focus on what’s in front of me. Softly cupping her face, I tilt my head, kissing the last of her tears away.

  “Remember what I told you, Goddess?” The words come tumbling out, barely audible.

  “What?”

  “Do you remember what I told you?”

  “No.” She shakes her head in confusion.

  “I meant what I said. It. Changes. Nothing.”

  I emphasize the last words to drive their meaning home. An audible gasp escapes as her lips part, forming a perfect O. The tip of her tiny pink tongue darts out, coating her mouth in a sheen of moisture. My dick immediately hardens at the sight. Kylee’s shifts slightly, allowing her legs to part and her skin flushes bright with color. My fingers twitch with the desire to strip her and take her right where we are. Reality comes crashing down around me as I notice our surroundings.

  Removing my hands from her face, I pull back, earning me a disappointed whimper. Chuckling, I gaze down into deep brown, passion-filled eyes swimming with desire. The craving for her is so intense, I find myself asking, “You wanna get out of here?”

  “Yes, please.”

  Tossing a twenty down on the table, I grab her hand and practically sprint out the door, headed for the apartment. The slow walk back is torturous. Every touch burns my skin, igniting my desire, making my blood boil. By the time we reach the apartment, my need to explore every inch of her is so intense I have to clench my hands to keep from throwing her against the wall. Hesitating outside my apartment, I catch the uncertainty in her expression.

  “What is it, Goddess?”

  “I—I don’t do things like this, Alex. This isn’t who I am,” she says, waving between us.

  Moving closer to erase the distance, I slowly annunciate each word. “We don’t have to do anything, Goddess.” Biting her lower lip, she looks up at me with wide eyes.

  “What if I want to? I’m just afraid of how you’ll see me after.”

  Shaking my head vehemently, I counter, “How many times do I have to say it before it sinks into that beautiful head of yours? It changes nothing. I don’t know what this is between us but I sure as hell want to find out. We do what you’re comfortable doing, Kylee, no more.”

  Lifting up on her toes, she places a gentle kiss on my lips and whispers, “Please take me inside.”

  “You’re sure?” I question, searching her face for any signs of reluctance. Nodding, she smiles, sending heat straight to my groin. Turning, I open the door, dragging her inside behind me before shoving the door closed with my foot. Spinning, we come face to face. Crushing my lips to hers, our mouths meld together in a fierce kiss full of passion and need. She moans and I thrust my tongue into her mouth, swirling around as her taste explodes . . . mint and Kylee.

  Her taste is so exquisite but I know it isn’t enough. Like a man dying of thirst, I need more, have to have more of her, all of her. “Goddess . . . I . . . have to . . . taste . . . you,” I say, kissing my way down her throat. Moaning, Kylee runs her fingers through my hair, grasping and tugging me to her chest.

  “Yes. Please, Alex.” My name leaving her lips on a breathy moan is all it takes to break my restraint. Moving my way down her body, I hike her dress up around her hips, placing warm, open-mouth kisses along her thighs.

  Kylee starts to wiggle and tries guiding my head higher. Raising my eyes to meet hers, I see Kylee staring back at me with so much passion my breath halts. Her eyes widen as she licks her lips, making me wish that gorgeous mouth were wrapped around my cock. Growling, I inch my way up, wrapping my fingers around her black lace panties and rip them off her body.

  Gasping, she moans as she throws her head back, resting it against the wall. Her heat glistens with her arousal and I find myself drifting closer like a starving man ready to dive in. Lifting one leg over my shoulder, I steady her with my other hand. With one long lick from back to front, my tongue glides through her folds, drinking in her essence. “Mmm . . . You taste so damn good, Goddess,” I rumble against her clit. Taking her clit between my teeth and giving it a little tug, she lets loose a squeal before settling into a deep moan as I begin fiercely suckling it. Kylee begins writhing on my face as I insert first on
e then two fingers into her. Her core begins squeezing and clenching at my fingers, milking them. So fucking tight. Hot. Wet.

  My cock turns to stone in my pants as I devour Kylee. Removing my mouth, I begin rubbing her clit in little circles as I gaze up at her, wanton and wild. Fuck, it’s a glorious sight. “Come for me, Goddess.”

  “I . . . I . . . don’t . . . know if I can.”

  “You will.” Growling, I bury my face in her heat, inserting a third finger, pumping furiously as she grinds on my face.

  “Let go, Kai. Come.”

  With my free hand, I grope her ass for a moment before giving it a sharp slap. Moaning, she shatters around my fingers and mouth, squeezing me, making me wish it was my cock buried inside her. Devouring all of her honey as she comes down, I slowly remove my fingers, placing gentle kisses along her mound as her breathing begins to slow.

  Standing and straightening her dress, I’m met with her lust-filled gaze once more.

  “Alex, I need more,” she pushes out between pants.

  Scooping her up into my arms, I carry her up to the loft and sit her on the edge of my bed. “Goddess, this isn’t going to be slow. Not this time. I promise I’ll make it up to you,” I grit out between my teeth.

  “Don’t want slow.” She arches her body toward mine and I have to fight to keep from tearing her dress off. “Take your dress off, Goddess,” I demand, stepping back to watch as she slowly peels it over her head. My heart stops as I take in her perfect body. Her breasts are small and pert yet the perfect size for my hands. Her slender torso flares out into supple hips and a tight ass perfect for riding and holding on to. She slips back onto the bed and her legs fall open, giving me a view of her glistening heat. Licking my lips, I strip quickly, not caring where my clothes fall, before stalking to the bed. Grabbing a condom from the nightstand, I roll it on and dip down, taking her mouth in a fierce kiss. Lining my shaft up with her center, our eyes lock and my jaw tenses.

  “Goddess, if you don’t want me to continue you need to say something now because I don’t know if I can stop once you’re wrapped around me.”

  Kylee shakes her head as she begs, “Please. Don’t stop, Alex.” Her begging is my undoing. The band around my control vanishes and I snap my hips forward, thrusting in to the hilt. Our moans mingle together as I slowly pull out and thrust back in. Tingles run up my spine as my cock drags against the walls of her core. With each thrust, Kylee angles her hips, taking me deeper, meeting me thrust for thrust. Hot, wet heat engulfs me as we move as one.

  “Fuck. Kai, you feel so good,” I moan into her shoulder.

  Reaching a hand between us, I use my thumb and circle her clit a few times then feel her detonate around my cock. Her core clenches, sucking me deeper, drawing my own orgasm from me. White-hot desire shoots from my spine, boiling over, and spilling into her one rope at a time. Grasping her hips, I furiously thrust into her until there is nothing left. Pulling out and disposing of the condom, I clean us both and gather her in my arms. Snuggling up close, her breathing evens out as she falls fast asleep.

  My heart beats erratically as I peer down at my goddess. A pang erupts in my chest, stealing my breath. Reality is a bitch. I’d sworn off women after what happened with the last one, but what if the last one just wasn’t the right one? Instinctively, my arms tighten around Kylee, earning me a whimper. Loosening my hold slightly, I smile. This one is worth taking a chance on. As sleep takes me, my last thoughts are of telling Kylee the truth . . . She needs to know the real Alexander James Grant.

  WARM KISSES ALONG MY NECK have me craning my head to the side, needing more of that delicious feeling. Opening my eyes, I find Alex’s head buried in the crook of my neck, placing warm open-mouth kisses there. His erection presses firmly against my thigh, causing me to wiggle. Reaching down, I grasp his shaft and he hisses through his teeth. Groaning into my neck, he looks up, his violet gaze colliding with mine.

  “Good morning.”

  “Good morning to you,” I reply with a tilt of my lips. Leaning on one elbow, his eyes narrow down into slits. “And just what do you think you’re doing?”

  “Playing.”

  “Is that right?”

  “Yes.” A full-blown smile stretches across my face as I give his shaft a little squeeze.

  “You’re being a bad girl, Goddess. Maybe I should give you a spanking.” One corner of his mouth tilts up as he studies my face.” Sucking in a breath, I think over what he said for a moment and recall him smacking my bottom last night.

  Shyly, I respond, “That might be something I’d like.”

  Lust darkens his eyes, a feral smile gracing his face as he growls, “What am I going to do with you?”

  Still stroking his cock, I lift up and take his mouth with mine. “Right now, I’d very much like a repeat of last night.”

  “Your wish is my command.”

  Within moments, I’m experiencing blissful ecstasy as Alex takes me to heights I’ve never known before. Our limp bodies, exhausted from exertion, are intertwined in a sweaty mess. Alex angles his head down to scope out my body, his eyes smoldering as they reach mine once more. “How about we take this to the shower?” he says, his voice becoming husky.

  Laughing at how incorrigible he is, my fingers dance up his torso. Dipping down, I plant my lips firmly above his nipple to place an open-mouth kiss on his peck. A groan emanates from deep within him, causing my core to clench. Sitting up, I clasp the sheet around my torso.

  “Why don’t you go and get it started and I’ll join you in a moment.” Alex scoops me up, planting a firm kiss on my lips before releasing me to a spinning room.

  Grinning like the cat that ate the canary, he saunters into the bathroom saying, “Don’t keep me waiting too long.”

  “I won’t.”

  Watching him disappear into the bathroom, I stand, stretching my sore muscles one at a time. Scanning the room in search of my discarded clothes, I begin gathering the items one by one when the phone rings. “Alex, the phone is ringing.” Shouting from the doorway, I tilt my head, listening for a response. When none comes, I make a hasty decision and pick up the phone.

  “Hello?” Silence greets me at the other end. “Hello?”

  “I’m sorry. I believe I dialed the wrong number.”

  “Maybe not. Who are you looking for?”

  “Well, I’m looking for my husband.” Her abrupt tone stops me in my tracks.

  “Your husband?” The unease in my voice is audible through the line. Gripping the phone tightly, I take a deep breath to try to calm my erratically beating heart.

  “That’s what I said. What are you, deaf?” The woman sneers into the phone.

  “What’s your husband’s name?” I’m surprised she’s even able to hear me as the words were pitched so low I barely heard them myself.

  “Alexander Grant. I did dial the right number, didn’t I? Who are you?” Raising her voice, she screams each word at me.

  I’m momentarily stunned into silence as I process what she’s said. My lungs contract, making it hard to breathe. Dizziness starts to settle in, the room swaying before me. Knowing I can’t fall apart here, I swallow hard and automatically reply, “I’m no one. I’ll be sure to deliver your message.” Disconnecting the call, I hastily dress, grabbing my things then head to the door.

  Alex steps out of the bathroom in a cloud of steam, making my mouth water. Stumbling back a step, I clutch my stomach, fighting the wave of nausea trying to work its way up my throat. A concerned expression registers on Alex’s face.

  “Kai? Where are you going?” He takes a step forward but halts when I hold up a hand.

  Tears sting the backs of my eyes as my throat constricts painfully. Swallowing, I raise my chin, looking Alex in the eye as I deliver each word. “Your wife called. She wants you to call her back.”

  Whirling around, I race across the hall to my apartment, slamming the door once I’m inside. The pained look on Alex’s face was enough to confirm it’s true . . . .
He has a wife. Sinking to the floor, I allow the tears to come. The crack in my heart that he’d been filling has now split, shattered into a million pieces. Pain ricochets through me like little bullets tearing my insides to shreds. Alex’s voice filters through the door as his fists pound away at the wood.

  “It’s not what you think, Kai. Please let me explain.”

  Hugging my knees and curling into a tight ball, my eyes squeeze shut as I block out the sound of his voice. Time stands still as I lie curled in a ball, drifting in and out of consciousness. The tears and sobs that wracked my body eventually die out, leaving dreams in their wake; dreams that torture me at every turn with what could never be. A light knock on the door arouses me from my slumber. Dazed and confused, I stand on unsteady legs. Bracing myself, I open the door with quivering arms. My body tenses as the door inches open, preparing for the fight ahead.

  My eyes widen just a fraction as I take in the woman before me. I was prepared to face Alex and push him away. Instead, I’m faced with someone that must be lost. Quickly scanning the hallway for anyone else, I realize she’s by herself. Movement catches my eye as I zero in on her hands rubbing her pronounced belly. Smiling, I meet her eyes and my breath catches as I notice her expression. Heaviness grows in my stomach as I glance at the petite pregnant woman glaring at me. Little prickling sensations begin on my arms and spread throughout my body as I continue to take in her appearance. An overwhelming desire to get as far away from her as possible hits me right in the chest, making it difficult to breathe. Swallowing, I smile and put as much politeness in my voice as possible to mask my uneasiness.

  “Hello, is there something I can help you with?”

  Baring her teeth, she leans in. “Yes. For starters, you can tell me how in the hell you know my husband. Then I would love to know what you were doing answering his phone this morning.”

  My skin prickles with awareness. The hostility in her voice unnerves me as blood begins to roar in my ears. Giving my head a slight shake, I swallow hard and watch as her lips flatten into a thin line.