Tainted Butterfly (Tainted Knights Book 2)

by Terri Anne Browning

  “Kas,” he groaned and tenderly grasped my face in his big hands. “Fuck, Kas.” His head descended and his lips caught mine in a kiss that made me forget about everything else.

  His tongue thrust into my mouth, giving me my first real taste of Gray. I could taste beer on his breath, but there was something else, something exhilarating and exciting. My fingers raked through the hair at the back of his head as I kissed him back, touching my own tongue to his as I silently begged him to never stop kissing me.

  Gray was hungry, devouring my mouth as if I could fill whatever void was empty inside him. His hand dropped from my cheek, going to my waist and pulling me across the car and onto his lap. I went willingly, my legs moving on either side of his as I straddled his lap in the small seat. My ass hit the steering wheel, but he gripped it, protecting me from bumping into it again.

  The windows fogged up around us, but we didn’t care, kissing and kissing until we were both gasping for air. He pressed my hips down, pushing my core right over his hardness. I saw flashes of light behind my closed lids from the shot of pure pleasure that seemed to electrify me from the inside out. I shifted my hands to his shoulders, holding on as he moved my hips back and forth on his hard-as-steel cock.

  This was madness. All I had wanted was to comfort him, not start something that was burning through me like an out-of-control wildfire. But I wasn’t going to complain. I had dreamed of kissing him, of touching him—of him touching me—like this. It felt so good, and I never wanted it to end.

  One of his hands released my ass and cupped my breast, squeezing and massaging at first, but then he found my pebble-hard nipple and pinched it, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger as I whimpered into his mouth. As he groaned, his other hand went to comfort my other breast, his fingers slipping under the top of my halter and pulling it free. The cool air from the AC caused goose bumps to pop up along my overheated skin.

  Gray made an unintelligible noise in his throat and broke our kiss, only for him to push me back against the steering wheel and bury his face between my breasts. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said with a growl before sucking one nipple deep into his hot mouth. His tongue pressed it against the roof of his mouth.

  The pleasure was so intense that I cried out, my hand stabbing through his hair to hold him against me. His hands were busy again, but I was so caught up in what he was doing with his mouth that I barely noticed when he unsnapped my jeans until he’d pushed his hand inside and touched my drenched pussy through my panties.

  “Ah, fuck,” he grated out against my flesh. “So wet for me.” His finger parted my pussy lips, and he brushed the pad of his thumb over my clit.

  “Gray,” I breathed. “Mm, that feels so good.”

  “I know, baby. I know.” His fingers stroked lower, teasing around my opening. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m going to live off this memory, Kassa. I’m going to jerk myself off every damn night while thinking about you just like this.”

  The images that filled my mind only made me wetter, my pussy gushing a little onto his hand. His middle finger pushed up into me, going only as far as his first knuckle before pulling out and thrusting back in. My back arched against the steering wheel, my legs trembling from the pleasure of his touch while he continued to suck on my nipples, going from one to the other and back again.

  I felt reckless and needy, not caring about anything but wanting Gray to make me come. His cock was hard against his thigh as it rubbed against my ass through our jeans. With a tortured groan, he angled me so that the seam of my ass was cupping his hardness.

  “Goddamn, Kas. I’m going to get off just rubbing against you like this.” He sucked the skin between my breasts, marking me before moving to the other nipple. “You make me so hard, baby. I can’t think straight when you let me touch you like this.”

  “I want you so bad, Gray,” I whimpered. “Please, make me come.”

  “Shit,” he bit out and rubbed my clit faster with his thumb, letting his middle finger thrust into me a little deeper. “That sweet pussy is sucking my finger so hard. Does it want my cock, Kassa? Do you want me to fill up this perfect little pussy?”

  “Yes. Oh, God. Please, Gray.”

  “I need to see you,” he muttered and pulled his hand free.

  I whimpered at the loss of his touch, but he was already pushing my jeans and my panties down my hips. I didn’t know how he got my jeans off in the small confines of the front seat of my car, but in the next moment, they were gone. With my jeans and my panties gone and my top pulled down to show off my breasts for him, I was almost completely naked.

  He had a mesmerized look on his face as he traced his fingertips over my flat stomach and down to my pussy. With his index and middle finger of one hand, he spread my pussy lips and just looked at me for a long moment, his tongue licking over his lips as he exposed more of me.

  The thumb of his other hand traced over my clit, making me gasp and arch my hips in search of more, but he didn’t linger. His hand lifted and he sucked the thumb he had just touched me with into his mouth. My mouth dropped open as he trapped my gaze with his and sucked off every trace of my juices from his skin.

  Then, with another growl, his hand was back on my pussy, his fingers thrusting into me as he rubbed my clit hard with his thumb.

  Lower, he was working on his zipper, but I didn’t realize his cock was free until the hot, velvet-covered steel shaft brushed over my inner thigh. I looked down and nearly came all over him when I saw how huge he was. His free hand pushed my thighs further apart before placing his long girth right up against my slit.

  He was so long. His balls rested against my ass and the tip went past my belly button. I was the one mesmerized now as I brushed my fingers over the tip, coating the tips in his pre-come. His breathing was ragged as he rubbed his shaft back and forward between my lips.

  “I’m not going to fuck you, Kassa,” he gritted out between clenched teeth, “but we both need this. Let me get you off, baby. Let me see your pussy gush for me as you rub it up and down my cock.”

  My throat was locked, no sound able to come out, but we didn’t need words. I grasped his shoulders for balance as I moved my hips up and down along his straining length. The huge, mushroomed head teased over my clit when I reached the top then slid back down. With one hand, I pressed the flat of my palm to his length, holding it against me so he could free his hands and help me move my hips as both of our needs burned like an inferno and we became frantic to come.

  When my inner walls started contracting, I knew that it was game over for me, but I didn’t stop. My head fell back onto my shoulders and he buried his face between my breasts again, marking me once more. His fingers bit into my hips, increasing my pace until the car was actually rocking back and forth from the force of it.

  “Kassa…” he panted. “I’m gonna come, baby.”

  Those words triggered my release. My eyes shut tight, as if to keep my brain from exploding as I screamed from the force of the pleasure. I felt something rush through me and pour out of my pussy, flooding his cock. Gray said something I couldn’t hear over the blood rushing through my ears, but it sounded wild, as if he were possessed.

  It was a long time later before either of us could catch our breaths again. His fingers stroked soothingly up and down my back as I pillowed my head on his shoulder, my arms languidly between us. Our skin felt cool and damp to the touch, and the car smelled like sex, but I was at peace.

  “I’m so sorry, Kas,” Gray whispered as he pressed his lips to my temple.

  Somehow, I had known he would say that. A part of my brain had been waiting for those words to leave his mouth, but my heart wasn’t ready to hear them.

  “W-why are you sorry?” I whispered back.

  “I lost my head and things went too far.” He kissed my cheek and then the corner of my mouth.

  Between us, I could feel his cock starting to stir again, and my body was waking up, ready for more fun. With fingers that shook, he tender
ly grasped my shoulders and carefully pulled me back. His eyes lingered on my chest as he adjusted my halter top so that it was back in place, my breasts safely out of sight. But my lower body was still very much bare and covered in the proof of his own release. His nostrils flared when he saw the thick, creamy liquid on my thighs.

  “Fuck,” he groaned and closed his eyes. “Kas, I need you to go in the house.”

  “Not until we talk about this.” I tried to make my voice commanding, but it quivered with the rejection I was feeling. The way he was acting was making me feel dirty, as if what we had just done were something I should have been ashamed of when, only a few moments ago, I was feeling like I could conquer the world.

  “Baby, Alicia is going to be home any minute and we can’t let her see you like that.” He raked his hands through his hair and glared up at the car’s ceiling. “I’m so fucking sorry,” he repeated for the second time.

  Tears burned my eyes, and with a whimper that had nothing to do with the pleasure we had just shared, I grabbed my things and made a run for it. I didn’t look back as I unlocked the door and ran up to my room. My door slammed behind me and I locked it before going into the bathroom and turning the shower on.

  Tears poured down my face, mixing with the spray of the shower as I rinsed off all evidence of what I had thought was one of the most amazing moments of my life. Now, it seemed tainted.

  I washed my hair and scrubbed my body from head to toe while my shoulders shook from the force of my sobs. When the water began to run cold, I turned the water off and wrapped a towel around myself. I didn’t bother to dry myself and avoided looking in the mirror as I wrapped another towel around my hair and then went back into the bedroom.

  I felt drained, physically and emotionally exhausted. After climbing into bed, I pulled the covers up over me and closed my eyes, wishing that this day had never happened.

  EIGHTEEN

  Kassa

  It was midmorning when I woke up. A glance at the clock beside my bed told me I had slept over twelve hours, but I still felt oddly tired.

  Was this what a broken heart really felt like? This heavy feeling in the middle of my chest that made me want to stay in bed all day and gorge myself on mint chocolate chip ice cream? I didn’t like it, wanted nothing to do with it.

  Maybe I could pretend like the day before had never happened and Gray and I could go back to being friends.

  That stupid inner voice, the one that sounded like a total bitch and always made me face reality, rolled her eyes at me. Sure, she said with a snort. You and Gray can both pretend like he didn’t just see you naked and go back to the being BFFs. You can face him bringing his groupies around, hear him fucking them in his room back in the apartment in Cali, and not die a little more inside. Great plan, genius.

  Damn it.

  I wanted to stay in bed all day and sleep, but I had promised Jace and Kin that I would pick them up. Excitement at seeing my brother helped push my inner monologue down, and I quickly got ready. My hair was still damp, but it was a tangled mess. After brushing it out, I put it up into a knot on the top of my head, and then I grabbed my phone and my purse as I headed downstairs. There was no sign of Alicia, but she had work to do if she was going to take the next week off to spend time with all of us before we left.

  From the kitchen, I heard Gray moving around and stopped short in the living room. I still felt too raw after what had happened the night before to face him. And, if he told me he was sorry one more damn time, I was going to punch him in the balls. He had completely ruined our moment together, something I had wanted to cherish forever.

  After the night before, I was even more unsure if I wanted to move to Cali, either the next week or at all. Maybe we needed some time apart. If I saw him with the hordes of chicks he fucked around with, it was going to hurt even more now that I’d had a taste of what it felt like to be with him.

  I went out the front door and then used my key to open the side door to the garage. I tossed my things into the passenger’s seat and backed out just as the door that opened into the kitchen opened wide. Gray was standing there in only a pair of sweats as he watched me leave, his handsome face set in hard yet sad lines. He looked pale under his natural golden complexion, but I refused to feel empathy for him as I turned my gaze away.

  He was still there when I hit the button to lower the garage door and shifted gears.

  I turned the radio on and cranked the volume up to distract myself on the drive to the airport. By the time I got there, Jace was blowing my phone up with texts. They had arrived twenty minutes earlier than expected and he and Kin were already waiting on the sidewalk outside the airport when I pulled up.

  As I put the car in park and jumped out, all thoughts of what had happened with Gray the night before were pushed to the back of my mind. Jace was waiting for me, a huge grin on his face as he opened his arms. I jumped into them, my arms going around his neck and my legs around his waist.

  He laughed as I held on for dear life, and he swung me around a half-dozen times. “Damn, but I’ve missed you,” he grumbled as he pulled his head back to meet my gaze. “You’ve grown up on me, Kas. And gotten even more beautiful. No wonder Gray has been so damn grumpy over you the last few months. He must have been going out of his head worrying about all those fucking pricks trying to mess with you.”

  I rolled my eyes at him but grinned even more brightly, completely ignoring the mention of Gray. “I kind of missed you, big bro.”

  His smile turned a little sad, and he hugged me against him again. “I kind of missed you too, little sis.”

  A throat being cleared pulled us apart, and I laughed at the look on Kin’s beautiful face.

  “I’m feeling a little left out here,” she grumbled with a wink.

  “Sorry, baby.” Jace dropped me onto my feet and turned to swing her into his arms. “Better?” he said with a smirk before he kissed her lips.

  “Not even close,” she said, rolling her eyes, and then she pushed away from him. Her arms wrapped around me tight, and she let out a happy sigh. “Much better.”

  I hugged her back, even tighter than I had my brother. “I’m so glad you’re here,” I whispered close to her good ear so that Jace couldn’t hear.

  Something in my voice must have alerted her, because she pulled her head back just enough to look down at me. Her blue eyes widened at whatever she saw in my own. “Hey, babe, can you put the bags in the trunk?”

  “On it.”

  With Jace at the back of my car, she pulled back a little more. “You okay?”

  My shoulders lifted and fell in a hard shrug. “Not really.”

  The redhead gave me another tight hug and then stepped back. “We’ll talk. I promise.”

  Jace drove my car back to the house, and Kin and I left him to deal with their bags as the two of us went into the house. Gray was on the couch when we walked in, watching something on Sports Center, and drinking a cup of coffee. His head jerked up and those sand-colored eyes zeroed in on me.

  “Kas.” The way he said my name while looking at me with that lost look in his eyes made me stop short. He stood slowly and took a step toward me before he noticed Kin beside me. “Hey, Kin.”

  “Dude, when was the last time you slept?” She shook her head at him. “I thought you would be all kinds of happy with how crazy you had been to get out here to see Kassa. Now, I’m wondering what the fuck you’re on because you look like you’re coming down off of something hard.”

  I couldn’t fault her observation. He looked like he hadn’t slept in a week, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he had even gone to bed the night before.

  “Yeah, whatever. It’s good to see you too.” His lips twisted as he looked back at me. “Can we talk?”

  Talk? I didn’t know if I was ready to do that with him yet—if I would ever be. I just wanted to forget what had happened the night before and try to move on. Which seemed kind of impossible. How did anyone follow after what I had felt with this g
uy? How could they possibly compare to … to … Fuck, I couldn’t even find a word to describe what I had felt with him.

  “Sorry, but her time is spoken for at the moment,” Kin said as she slipped her arm through mine. “We’re going to hang out and give each other pedicures until it’s time for her to leave for graduation practice.”

  “Your toes can wait,” Gray half growled as he crossed the space between us and pulled me away from Kin. “Kassa and I have to talk.”

  “I’m not ready to talk yet,” I told him, quickly pulling my arm free when it felt like I was going to be ignited with the fire we had both been consumed by the night before. “Just give me a little time, okay?”

  “Kas,” he breathed, his eyes so sad that it physically hurt me to look at them. “Please…”

  Jace walked into the house and stopped Gray short. “Yo, Kas. I hope you’re ready for next week! I’ve got so many things planned for your first night in Cali. I’m going to take you to the beach and show you all the crazy people who seem to live in the ocean. Then I’ll take you to First Bass and show you around.” He paused when he entered the living room, his arms full of his and Kin’s bags. When he saw Gray standing over me, his eyes narrowed. “Fuck, man. What the hell have you been on? You look like pure shit.”

  Annoyance flashed in his sand-colored eyes. “I had a rough night.”

  “Must have been a wild party,” Jace chuckled as he headed for the stairs. “Babe, where am I putting your bags? Please say my room!”

  Kin put a hand on my shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze before following after him. “Alicia is cool, but not that cool, Jace. I’ll bunk with Kassa.”

  “Ah, babe!” he groaned.

  I watched them go until they were out of sight before turning back to Gray, who was looking at me. “Don’t say it,” I snapped when he opened his mouth to speak. “If you say you’re sorry one more damn time, I won’t be held accountable for what I do.”