Betrayed by Blood (Betrayed #1) Page 17

  SATISFACTION FILLS ME AS I look deep into Kylee’s dark eyes infused with emotion. So much has passed between us in such a short period of time. It’s a damn miracle we’ve made it to this point. Unshed tears glisten in her eyes as she reaches up to caress my face. Soft, nimble fingers run along the stubble on my jaw. Groaning, I incline my head, leaning further into her hand. Sighing, her eyes press firmly closed as her fingers curl around my jaw.

  The high from her orgasm is quickly fading as her emotions run high. My muscles tense as I realize how quickly I’m losing my control of the situation. Swallowing, I turn my head, placing a kiss in the center of her palm. Her breath hitches from the contact, sending a jolt straight to my groin. Down boy. We’ve got to figure out what’s going on with our girl first. Steeling myself for the inevitable, I murmur into her palm, “What’s wrong, Goddess?” With a quick shake of her head, she squeezes her eyes tighter. Bracing mostly on my forearms, I hover above her. “Open your eyes, baby.” She shakes her head once more as tears begin to leak from the corners of her eyes, rolling down her cheeks. Propping up on my elbows and using my thumbs, I softly brush the tears away.

  “Goddess? Why are you crying?” Kylee’s eyes remain shut as she silently continues to cry. My heart begins to pound frantically, thrumming in my chest. What if she’s changed her mind? Has she decided she doesn’t want to be with me? A pain rips through me, gripping and tearing at my heart from the thought. “Baby. You’re killing me here. I’m thinking the worst. Please, you’ve got to open your eyes and tell me what’s wrong.” It’s a plea whispered into the air, barely audible to my own ears.

  With a sigh, she mutters, “I’m afraid to tell you.”

  Silently, I send up a prayer of thanks to every god I can think of for the mere fact that she even uttered those five words. I’ll take what I can get. Inhaling her scent to calm my rattled nerves, I smile down at her.

  “Kai, it’s you and me. Open your eyes, baby. Whatever it is, remember . . . it changes nothing.” The truth rings loud and clear, hitting me in the center of my chest as I think about what I’ve just said. It changes nothing. I’d walk through the fires of hell for this woman and I barely know her. She’s broken and so am I. We get each other. Two halves to a whole. She’s the yin to my yang. My eyes grow wide as realization settles in. The weight on my chest that had long settled from Sabrina’s transgressions cracks and falls away.

  Kylee is nothing like Sabrina. They are night and day. Sabrina is cold, uncaring, a true selfish bitch. Kylee is a sweet, loving woman that would give her last dime to someone in need. In the beginning, I thought I loved Sabrina. Now I see that wasn’t love at all. My gaze roams over my goddess, looking not only with my eyes but with my heart that’s thumping wildly in my chest as hope for a future with this amazing creature blooms. God, please let her feel the same.

  Kylee opens her deep brown eyes, catching my gaze as tears spill onto her cheeks faster than before. Angling down, I begin kissing each tear away. Kylee’s breath stills, abandoning her with each kiss. “It’s okay, Goddess. You can tell me.”

  “I . . . oh, Alex. I’ve fallen in love with you.” Her low voice reaches me. Growing still, my eyes lock onto her face as tears continue to stream down her cheeks. The thrumming of my heart in my chest is the only sound as I remain paralyzed by her admission. She shifts, wiggling underneath me, breaking my paralysis. Struggling, she tries to move out from under me, bringing a smile to my face. Unable to hide the amusement in my voice, I ask, “And where exactly do you think you’re going?”

  “I’m leaving.”

  “No, you’re not.” My growl echoes throughout the loft. Why the hell is she trying to leave? I swear this woman is going to be the death of me.

  Huffing, she exclaims, “Because, Alex, it’s clear you don’t feel the same way. This is never going to work.” Her head falls to the side, tears still cascading down her cheeks. It’s as if she kicked me in the gut. Pain and sadness radiate from her as she lays unmoving beneath me.

  Gingerly, I turn her head. Our gazes instantly connect, sending a bolt of electricity ricocheting through my system. My breathing falters as she shudders beneath my heated gaze.

  “What makes you think I don’t feel the same way?” The timber of my voice is low and husky. Kylee’s eyes dilate, growing wider as she nibbles on her lower lip.

  Quietly she stammers, “I . . . I don’t know. I just thought. Um, I don’t really know what I thought.” Breathless and flushed, her nostrils flare as she breathes heavily.

  “Look at me,” I murmur softly. Chocolate colored eyes peer at me uncertainly. “From the moment you stormed into my life, you’ve turned it upside down. I’d sworn off relationships all together after the last train wreck, but one look at you and I was a goner.” Kylee stills beneath me, her eyes searching my face for answers as to the direction I’m heading.

  “You blew through every damn wall I erected. Hell, Goddess, you obliterated those bitches. There’s nothing left. I can’t get you out of my head. Forget eating, sleeping . . . hell, work has become a hassle because everything reminds me of you. Do you know how hard it is to not pitch a tent in front of four other men?” Kylee breaks out into a fit of giggles, squirming against my erect cock.

  Shuddering, I curse, “You’re killin’ me here, Goddess.”

  “Sorry.” Her tongue darts out to wet her lips.

  “Ugh. You really are trying to kill me.” Adjusting so that my cock lines up with her slick core, I feel her body tense with anticipation even though I’m still fully clothed. Lifting her hips just a fraction, she brushes the fabric of my jeans, pressing deeper into my now painfully erect cock.

  “Argh. Dammit, Kylee, will you stop moving. I’m trying to tell you I’m in love with you.” Her movements cease as astonishment temporarily immobilizes her.

  “Y—you are?”

  “Yes,” I breathe out, bringing my forehead to rest on hers. “I’m so fucking in love with you it hurts to breathe. I felt like my soul had been ripped in two when you left me. Please don’t leave me again.”

  “Alex?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Why are you wearing so many clothes?” Laughing, I pull back to look at her face. Kylee’s mesmerizing smile fills my heart with joy as she wiggles her hips under me. “I just told you I’m in love with you and all you can think about is that I’m wearing too many clothes?”

  “Well, yeah. How else are you supposed to make love to me when you have so many clothes on?” The denim that was uncomfortable before becomes unbearable as my cock turns to granite.

  “Is that so?” Each word is drawn out as I thrust my hips deep into her slick heat.

  “Yes, Alex, please. I need you,” she pleads. Her words are a breathy moan, fueling my desire. Pushing off the bed, I strip my shirt over my head, tossing it in the corner. Kicking my shoes off to the side, I pause with my hand on the button of my jeans. Kylee hungrily eyes my hand, watching, waiting with bated breath for my next move. Smirking, I observe her, devouring the rise and fall of her breasts with each inhale. Nipples dying to be tweaked and pinched only to be soothed by my tongue.

  Remembering the taste of her delectable nipples makes my mouth water. Moaning, Kylee’s naked body begins writhing on the bed as her hands freely roam her body.

  My tongue grows thick in my mouth and I swallow, barely able to choke out, “Someone’s feeling needy.”

  “Alex, please.” Kylee’s plea breaks my resolve as I shove my remaining clothes to the floor. Giving my cock a few strokes, I watch as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip.

  “See something you like?” I tease.

  “Yes.” The word is uttered with such fervor it nearly brings me to my knees. Sauntering the few paces to the bed, I begin the slow climb to the center. Kylee is displayed before me in all her naked glory. Dark mahogany hair is splayed across the white sheets, olive skin flushed with pink, her center slick with evidence of her arousal. Lowering my head to her inner thigh, I brush my nose ligh
tly, inhaling. Taking several deep breaths, I’m immersed in the smell of cherries, sandalwood, and the intoxicating smell of her arousal. An unbearable need to touch and explore her body rises, filling me to the very core. Kylee groans, her legs falling open as I delicately run my fingers along her inner thighs. Kylee raises her hips, a silent plea begging for more.

  “So needy, Goddess.” Another groan. Such a delicious sound, music to my ears. Every nerve in my body tingles, coming to life as she reaches down, weaving her fingers into my hair, driving me closer to her slick heat. The cord securing my control snaps, unleashing my desire. Red-hot flames threaten to devour me as I dive in. One swipe of my tongue and her essence is threatening my control as my body shudders with pleasure.

  “So. Good. I. Can’t. Get. Enough.” Each word is muttered between licks.

  Moaning and breathless, she begs, “Alex. Please.”

  “Please what, Goddess?” I say before sucking her clit into my mouth. Her back arches off the bed, a beautiful sight, driving my need higher.

  “M—more.” It’s a breathless falter, a request, a demand, one I damn well intend to heed.

  “Your wish is my command.” Lowering my head down to her core, I immediately take her nub between my teeth, applying pressure. Deep sensual sounds erupt from her chest as she grips me tighter, coaxing me closer. Sliding a finger through her folds, I enter her slick heat, thrusting deep inside her.

  Kylee moans, lifting her hips, begging for more. Adding another finger, I twist and crook them, hitting her spot until she’s undulating and writhing in pleasure. Drawing her clit into my mouth again, I suckle and nibble while adding a third finger. Her body is tight, hot, wet, and ready, and I’m so on edge that I’m ready to come on the fucking sheets.

  “Come on, baby. Let me see it.” My words are enhanced with an upward thrust and crook of my fingers, hitting her g-spot once more. The final time is all it takes to watch her fall apart. Her back arches, lifting off the bed, lips parted in a silent scream, hands fisting the sheets, eyes pinched shut as she falls apart around me. A perfect vision of fucking loveliness. I’ve never seen a more perfect sight and I don’t think I ever will again. I love watching this woman fall apart at my hands. I love this woman. I have to pinch the base of my shaft to keep from coming just from the sight—the mere fact that I’ve made her come completely unhinged.

  Slowly, she comes down from her orgasm, her pleasure-drunk gaze meeting mine. A lazy smile spreads across her face as she watches me stroke my cock. Nibbling on her lip, her cheeks flush pink as she watches each stroke.

  “What has you blushing, Goddess?” A shy smile graces her lovely face. Averting her eyes, she looks to the wall before turning her head to look back at me.

  “I want to taste you,” she says. Gasping, the grip on my shaft tightens as I watch her tongue dart out, wetting her lips. Visions of her perfect mouth around my cock assault me. Hot, wet, heaven. Groaning, I give my head a little shake to get rid of the visions.

  “Goddess, I would love to have that gorgeous mouth wrapped around my cock right this very instant. If you do, I’m afraid I’d embarrass myself like a damn horny teenager. Shit, I’m having trouble not doing it now. I have no control when I’m around you. I promise, baby, you will have your chance to taste him all you want, but right now I’ve got to be inside you.”

  “Yes, please.”

  Her begging is too much. Surging forward, our mouths collide in a fiery kiss, lips parting, tongues gliding together as we become one. Lining my shaft up at her entrance, hot, wet heat sears me as I begin inching my way into her. I’ve never felt anything as euphoric as being with her. Leaning down, I bring my lips to her ear, whispering, “I love you, Goddess.”

  Wrapping her arms around me, she brings me closer, pulling me in to her chest so that we’re moving as one. Our movements are slow and gradual, our gazes linked to one another, violet to chocolate. The depth of emotion can be felt with each plunge into her core, her walls clenching and dragging me back in as I pull out. My heart lunges, beating rapidly in my chest. The devotion I feel for this tiny woman beneath me steals my breath yet gives me life.

  I’ve never believed in soul mates. It wasn’t something that ever crossed my radar, but just being with my goddess makes me feel whole. Tears shine in her eyes as she lovingly whispers, “I love you.” Those three words hold so much meaning. She’s my world now and I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her. Thrusting harder, she angles her hips up, taking me deeper. Moaning in unison, we begin rocking together as our lust rages out of control.

  “Come with me, baby,” I groan.

  “Y—yes.” Stammering, she changes the angle, taking me even deeper than before, ripping a curse from my throat.

  “Fuck.” Reaching for a nipple, I apply pressure, plucking and pinching slightly. Her walls begin clenching and tightening around me as she explodes, coming all over my cock. “Fuck. Yes. That’s it, Goddess. I love you so damn much,” I say, thrusting in twice more before driving deep and coming.

  Hearts beating out of control and panting, we lay there staring into each other’s eyes. Never in a million years would I have believed I could find love, much less someone like her. Rolling off her, I reach for my shirt off the floor and quickly clean us up, earning me a laugh from her.

  “What? It’s quick and easy. Besides, I don’t want to have to lose any time with you,” I say, tossing the shirt off to the side.

  Grabbing her and pulling her to me, she drapes her arm across my chest, settling in. Her breathing evens out as she falls asleep. Running my hands through her long dark hair, unease emerges, and I immediately have an urge to pack her up and run away. Deep down I have a horrible feeling that something terrible is about to happen. Instinctively, my arms tighten around her body, drawing her closer as one question continues to invade my mind: Am I really enough to protect her?

  One thing is for certain, I will fight for her until my dying breath.

  STRETCHING, I ROLL OVER TO curl back into Alex’s side. The empty space next to me has me jolting upright in the bed. “Alex?” I call out. No answer. Swinging my legs off the side of the bed and standing, I walk to the top of the stairs and call down again. “Alex?” Still no answer. Frowning, I walk back to the bed to look for my clothes. Silver glinting on the nightstand catches my eye.

  “What are you doing here?” I mutter to myself, marching over to the nightstand. Waiting next to a long silver box with a baby blue ribbon neatly tied on top is a folded letter. Picking up the letter, I open it and read:

  Dear Goddess,

  I’m sorry I wasn’t able to be there when you woke this morning. I stayed as long as time would allow. Unfortunately, when work calls, I must go. There truly are no words for what last night meant to me. We’ve only known each other for a short time but I can’t see myself without you in my life. Every word spoken last night was the truth. I love you. It’s you and me all the way. There is nothing you can ever say that will change that. When I’m with you, I feel complete, like you’re my other half. I’ve never been one to believe in soul mates . . . until I met you.

  Until we see each other again, there’s a little gift on the nightstand for you to remember me by.

  With all my love,

  Alex

  P.S. Don’t mention how sappy I am in front of the guys. I’ll never live it down.

  Clutching the letter to my chest, I reach for the silver box. Removing the ribbon, I open it and gasp as tears begin streaming rapidly down my face. Nestled on a bed of tissue paper lies a stunning sapphire and diamond tennis bracelet. Deep, rich emerald cut sapphires are accented by brilliant diamonds. Placing the letter on the bed, I pick up the bracelet, admiring the beautiful craftsmanship. “Oh, Alex,” I cry, sobbing into the air surrounding me.

  Such a thoughtful gift, yet absolutely unnecessary. Doesn’t he realize I don’t want material things? Not that I’ve ever been given them before. The fact that he thought enough to give something to me is what has me sobbing to b
egin with. His love is enough. I’m still in shock at the fact that he loves me. My phone rings from downstairs. Placing the bracelet back in its box, I rush down the stairs, hoping it’s Alex.

  Rummaging around in my bag, I bring my phone out, smiling when I see Emma’s face on the screen.

  “Hey, Em.”

  “Kai! It’s so good to hear your voice. I feel like you’ve been avoiding me lately.”

  “Not purposely. Things have just been a little nuts here, that’s all,” I say, absently twirling my hair around my finger.

  “All right what gives? Spill, Kai.” Emma’s voice sharpens.

  “Spill what?” I say, feigning innocence.

  “Don’t you play games with me, missy. You’re keeping something from me. So spill.”

  Emma’s like a coon dog on a hunt. She’s smelled blood and won’t relent until I give her something. Honestly, I could use a little bestie time.

  Blowing out a breath, I say, “Fine.”

  “Good. Let’s hear it. What’s going on?”

  “Well, I met someone.” Emma squeals so loud I have to pull the phone away from my ear. “Sheesh, Em. Calm down. You’re going to blow my eardrum.”

  “Sorry. Sorry. I’m just a little excited. Tell me about him! Don’t leave anything out.” Smirking, I think to myself “There’s plenty I’ll be leaving out.”

  “We ran into each other at a restaurant. He helped me when some guy was harassing me. Before you say anything, it was no big deal. We’ve been seeing each other for a while now and it’s gotten a little serious. We actually said we loved each other last night, Em, and it scares me how deeply I feel for him.”

  There’s a gasp on the other end of the line then silence for several long moments before she speaks. “Kai, I’m so happy that you’ve finally opened up to someone. You deserve happiness. Love is scary. It’s putting yourself out there and taking the risk on whether or not the other person will love you back. Does this mean you won’t be coming back to the States?”