Tainted Bastard (Tainted Knights Book 4)

by Terri Anne Browning

  “Call us if you need us,” Aubree advised, blowing me a kiss as I put my feet in a pair of flip-flops, grabbed my gym bag, and started for the door.

  Sin was pacing in front of the green room door, his fingers working through his hair as he waited, making the two guards anxious just watching him. I walked up behind him, wrapping my arms around his middle and pressing my face into his back. He shuddered, his breath leaving him in a pained groan.

  I kissed his shoulder through his T-shirt before stepping back. He took my hand, and I practically had to sprint to keep up with his long strides out to his car.

  He opened the passenger door for me, taking my gym bag off my shoulder as I sat down. Seconds later, he was behind the wheel, and I felt like I was going to combust from the heat in his eyes when he leaned in to kiss me again.

  “Come home with me,” he pleaded. “I won’t do anything you don’t want. Just let me hold you. Kiss you.” His lips touched my neck. “Let me lick your pretty pussy, Ro.”

  “O-Okay,” I stuttered out, more from the excitement of knowing the pleasure he was going to give me than apprehension.

  After my past, I should have been terrified of anything sexual. But there was a big difference in what Sin made me feel compared to Sicko Stan.

  Sin made me feel wanted, achy, greedy for more.

  Most of all, he made me feel like he would give up his own life to protect me.

  Sicko Stan made me feel scared—of everything. He gave me pain, and I knew he would have taken my life to save his own.

  It helped that they looked so different, too. Sicko Stan was a short, middle-aged man the last time I saw him, with a receding hairline, a potbelly, and teeth so bad I could smell his breath from three feet away.

  Sin was physical perfection. Over six feet tall, thick muscles, hard abs. His short, dark hair felt like silk when I ran my fingers through it. His brown eyes reminded me of Dr. Pepper when he looked at me like he was ready to devour me.

  Like he was doing now.

  I blinked. We were in the garage of his apartment building. I had no idea how long we’d been there, but it couldn’t have been long because Sin was just sitting there, his eyes tracing my face like he was trying to memorize every feature.

  “You’ve been awfully quiet over there, sweet girl,” he murmured as he leaned in close, his upper body stretching across the console. His breath smelled sweet, enticing me to open my mouth and let him taste me.

  “I was just thinking,” I told him honestly, my eyes on his lips.

  “Tell me.”

  “You’re kind of beautiful,” I breathed.

  He stopped no more than an inch away from kissing me and stayed there. I lifted my eyes to meet his, curious as to why he wasn’t attacking my mouth like I was desperate for him to.

  Sin cupped the side of my face, his thumb brushing over my tingling bottom lip. “You’re the beautiful one, Ro. Every inch of you, inside and out. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have gotten the chance to meet you, to be a part of your life. But fuck, I’m thankful.”

  I turned my head, pressing my lips into his palm. “Sin. Take me upstairs.”

  Still, he hesitated. “Maybe I should take you back to your place. We can just watch a movie, and I’ll fix you something to eat. We don’t have to—”

  I cut him off with a kiss. It was the first time I’d ever initiated one, the first time I was ever brave enough to show him that I loved his mouth on mine—on any part of me. It was adorable that he was nervous. He didn’t want to rush me, that much was obvious, and I loved that he was so concerned about me.

  When I pulled back, his lips followed me. The back of my head touched the window, and he deepened the kiss, devouring my mouth just as I wanted him to.

  “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” he groaned and jerked away, his head pressing back into the seat. Several seconds passed, his breathing labored, before he turned to look at me with those dark brown eyes. “Nothing else is going to happen. I’m going to eat you until you scream my name, and then I’m taking a cold fucking shower.”

  Biting my bottom lip to keep from smiling, I nodded. My thighs squeezed together at just the image of Sin’s head between my legs, licking my core until I came on his face.

  I stood with Sin’s arms around my waist as the elevator filled up with the other people waiting in the garage. I pressed back into him when another couple stepped too close. I felt more than heard his groan as it vibrated through my back and straight down to my core. I shifted, rubbing my ass over his erection bulging in his jeans.

  His fingers flexed on my sides, biting into me in a silent plea to stop. Hiding my grin from the others, I shifted again, rotating my ass in a circle, his hard cock rubbing against the seam of my ass.

  Oh shit, that felt good. I was soaked just from teasing him like that, turning myself on in the process.

  His breath hissed against my ear as he bent to kiss my neck. “Keep that up, and I’m going to spank this beautiful ass,” he threatened.

  “Sorry,” I told him innocently. And did it again.

  “Ro,” he growled. “Please. I’m only so strong, baby.”

  I didn’t want him to be strong, though. I wanted him to be weak for me, just as I was for him.

  Before I could tease him again, the elevator stopped on his floor.

  As soon as we were in the hall, he twirled me around to face him. His lips met mine hungrily at the same time he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his middle, and he gripped my ass with his hands. Still kissing me, he carried me down the hall then pressed my back against his front door.

  He shifted, pulling his keys out of his pocket and unlocking the door while keeping his lips locked on mine. Then we were inside, and he was slamming the door closed with a kick of his foot.

  I lifted my head, out of breath and aching for his touch. “Bedroom,” I pleaded.

  “Too dangerous. The couch.”

  “Sin,” I whined, pressing my core against him greedily. “The bed. Please.”

  “Fuck,” he groaned, but he changed direction and carried me straight into his bedroom.

  His room was pretty clean for a guy. No clothes on the floor, his bed made. I had two seconds to be impressed before he was dropping me on the end of the bed and pulling my shirt over my head. Pushing me onto my back, he stripped me of my yoga pants and panties easily, leaving me in only my bra.

  Sin fell to his knees, and I didn’t have time to feel embarrassed before his mouth was latching on to my clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves as if he were starving. It felt so good, my eyes actually rolled backward in my head. I bucked my hips up against him, wanting more.

  Strong hands held me in place while his talented mouth drove me crazy.

  “Goddamn, you taste good,” he grunted against my core. “I fucking love your pussy, baby.”

  “Oh God,” I whimpered. “I’m close.”

  “Already?” His tongue twisted over my core, then stabbed into my center.

  The world began to spin and my thighs shook as he triggered a chain reaction. My inner walls clenched around his tongue as my release sent me flying through the atmosphere.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come for me like that,” he groaned.

  I lifted my heavy lids and saw he was watching me. “Sin,” I moaned. “Come hold me.”

  “I can’t just yet, sweet girl.” He kissed the inside of my thigh. “Let me go take a quick shower, and I’ll be right back.”

  “No.” Reaching down, I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and tugged. “Come hold me now.”

  “Baby,” he growled. “I’m about to go off in my jeans. Just give me a minute.”

  “Sin,” I whispered. “I don’t want you to take a cold shower. Or jerk yourself off in there. I want to make you feel as good as you just made me.”

  He shuddered. “I don’t want to fuck this up. It would kill me if I scared you.”

  I lifted his hand and pressed it to the center of my chest, right over where m
y heart was beating. For him. “Does it feel like I’m scared right now?”

  “I promised I wouldn’t rush you, Ro.”

  “No one is rushing anyone,” I assured him. “Please, Sin. I want this. I want you.”

  He closed his eyes, and I knew he was going to give in. “I didn’t bring you here for this, I swear to you.”

  “No, I know you didn’t,” I agreed. “But maybe I came here for this.”

  Sin’s eyes snapped open, and there were so many emotions swirling around in there, I couldn’t get a read on him. But his voice, when he spoke, was tight with suppressed hunger. “Are you sure that you want this?”

  I nodded.

  “Ro, give me your words.”

  “Yes, Sin. I want this. I want you.”

  “I don’t want to lose you,” he said, looking away.

  “Sin…”

  His gaze found mine again, and my breath caught at what I saw there. I loved him, but maybe he loved me too.

  That was all I needed to see to know this was exactly what I wanted. “I’m on the pill,” I told him bravely.

  His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “I just had a checkup a few weeks ago, and I haven’t had sex without a condom since I was a dumbass teenager. I’m clean.”

  I sat up, unsnapped my bra, and dropped it at his feet. Completely naked, I should have been embarrassed as hell. Instead, I enjoyed the way Sin’s eyes ate up the sight of me totally bare for him. I scooted back to the middle of the bed, leaning back on my hands.

  “Take your clothes off,” I commanded. “I want to see all of you.”

  His hands shook as he stood and pulled his shirt over his head. His jeans went next, leaving him in only his boxer briefs.

  Holy shit, Sin really was beautiful. Every inch of him was male perfection.

  And he was mine.

  His boxer briefs molded over his erection, and I couldn’t contain the appreciative gasp that left me. He was huge. Nine inches of thick cock hung to the right. I wanted to touch him, feel his hardness under my fingertips.

  But when I reached out for him, he stepped back, shaking his head.

  “I’ll go off in your hand within two pumps.” His voice came out all gravelly. He pressed his knees into the mattress, crawling up the bed until he was between my thighs. “Spread your legs for me, sweet girl. Let me lick your delicious pussy again.”

  I did willingly, eagerly.

  My fingers twisted in the covers as his mouth drove me crazy. I lost the ability to think as he flicked the tip of his tongue over my clit hard and fast, his fingers working inside of me. First one, curling and uncurling, hitting a spot that had never been touched before but had the ability to make me see stars.

  Soon, he was adding a second, stretching them apart inside me, preparing me for him. My hips lifted off the bed, seeking a deeper penetration. When he added a third, I cried out his name, seconds away from coming.

  He pulled his fingers free and lifted his head. His mouth glistened with my juices, and he licked his lips as he pushed his boxers down his legs, kicking them off before wrapping his fingers around his shaft and positioning it right at my center.

  I had a moment of apprehension, not because I was remembering the past, but because Sin was fucking huge. He was going to slice me in two with that thing.

  Slowly, inch by inch, he eased into me. Three fingers hadn’t been enough to stretch me in preparation for how thick he really was. It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t comfortable either. His hips pressed forward until I was taking as much of him as I could at first, and then he stopped.

  His arms shook as he held himself over me, sweat dripping down his brow, onto his nose, and he clenched his eyes closed. “Baby, you squeeze my dick so good,” he groaned. “This is pure bliss right now. I don’t want to move.”

  My body was starting to get used to his now, my walls contracting around him, causing zings of pleasure to fire off deep inside of me.

  He opened his eyes. “You okay? Am I hurting you?”

  I cupped his face in both hands. “No,” I told him honestly. “Your giant cock feels amazing now.”

  Sin grinned. “You’re good for my ego, sweet girl.”

  “Just telling you the truth.” I moaned when he started to pull out and then slid back into me, going deeper than before. “Mm, that feels so good.”

  “I won’t last much longer, Ro.” He kissed between my breasts, his tongue licking up one side until he reached my nipple, and he bit down just hard enough to make me cry his name in pleasure. “Come for me, beautiful. I want to feel this sweet pussy milking me before I fill you up.”

  His thumb found my clit as he rocked into me again, circling and flicking over the bundle of nerves, driving me crazy. I lifted my legs, helping him drive another inch, filling me to capacity.

  “Goddamn,” he gritted out. “You’re wrecking me, sweet girl.”

  “Sin,” I whimpered. “I’m going to… Oh God!”

  “Yes!” he shouted, his jaw tensing. “Ro, come for me, just like that. Fuck, just like that.”

  My legs wrapped around him as he pumped into me faster, his thumb rubbing my clit rougher. I was so close, barely hanging on.

  Sin kissed me, one of those soft, loving kisses that made my head spin and my heart melt. I shattered into a million pieces, and with his next thrust, he bellowed my name against my mouth. “Ro!”

  I felt his release pour into me, watched as the pleasure flooded his face. His eyes locked with mine, letting me see everything he was thinking and feeling. It was intense to watch, maybe even more so than the orgasm he’d just given me. I saw what he felt for me blazing out of those dark eyes, and I melted for him all over again.

  The words were right on the tip of my tongue, but I bit down on it to keep them from slipping free. I didn’t know why I couldn’t say them after sharing something so amazing with him, but I held back.

  Those three words held a lot of power.

  Power I wasn’t ready to hand over.

  Chapter 21

  Sin

  Roanna sighed softly in her sleep and turned onto her side, pressing her perfect ass right against my cock. Ready to play again, the damn thing stirred, wanting deep inside her sweet haven once again.

  Swallowing a groan, I kissed the back of her head and tightened my arms around her middle. I was still sweating over giving in to her, terrified like I’d never been before of losing her because I let my cock talk me into surrendering. None of this had been in my plan for tonight. I only wanted to get her alone, make her come on my tongue, and then spend the rest of the night just holding her.

  I didn’t regret it, though. As scared as I was that she was going to wake up and hate me for this, I was feeling too fucking good to regret giving her what she wanted. Sex was good even when it was bad, but it was never as good as it was with Roanna. I had nothing to compare with how amazing I felt right then because nothing—not one thing in my entire goddamn life—had ever felt like this.

  The sound of my phone going off had my eyes snapping open just as I was drifting off to sleep. Groaning, I released her and hurried to find my jeans so I could grab my phone before it woke her up.

  Seeing Gray’s name on my screen, I muttered a curse and walked naked into the living room to answer it.

  “What?” I growled as I shut my bedroom door behind me.

  “Holy shit, bro. Why didn’t you tell me you could sing like that?” my best friend demanded with a drunken laugh. “Jace is over here sweating bullets that you’re going to take his place and we’re gonna kick his ass out.”

  I snorted as I dropped down onto the couch. “No, he’s not. I don’t want his place. I’m happy right where I am.”

  “If you’re deep between Roanna’s legs right now, then I know you’re happy.”

  “Shut the fuck up, dickhead,” I growled at the same time he groaned in pain, and I heard Kassa scolding him.

  “Ouch, Kas! That fucking hurt, babe.”

  “Good!” she snap
ped at him.

  “Shit,” he grunted. “I gotta go. She’s pissed at me.”

  “You’re lucky it was her hitting you. If you said that shit to me and I was beside you, your ass would be on the floor right now.”

  “Like you haven’t said the same shit about Kas—”

  “I haven’t. Fucking ever. I have more respect for her than that. You should learn some too. Go sober your ass up before I come find you and knock your teeth down your throat, douchebag.” I disconnected and tossed the phone onto the coffee table. Leaving it there, I walked back into the bedroom just as Roanna started crying.

  “I don’t want to be here,” she whispered, shifting restlessly under the covers. “I don’t want to be here.”

  It took a few seconds for me to realize she was dreaming. I climbed into bed behind her, wrapping my arms around her. “Ro, baby wake up.” I kissed her cheek, and she jerked back.

  “I don’t want to be here!” she sobbed, sounding so scared and heartbroken, my pulse started racing. Whatever she was seeing in her dreams, I wanted to fucking destroy for her.

  “Ro!” I shook her shoulders, and her eyes finally blinked open.

  She was shaking, glancing around the darkened room with pure terror on her face. “S-S-Sin?”

  I kissed her forehead. “It’s okay, sweet girl. I’m here. I got you. Nothing’s going to hurt you as long as I’m around.”

  Slowly, she began to relax, and I moved to lie beside her. She turned so she was able to pillow her head on my chest and hug my waist. I stayed quiet, letting her get her head straight while I rubbed her back. If she wanted to tell me about it, that had to be her choice. I wouldn’t make her tell me if she wasn’t ready.

  “It’s the same dream every time,” she whispered once her shaking finally stopped. “And it’s so scary because…it’s a memory.”

  I kissed the top of her head, telling her without words that I was there, that I was listening.

  “Almost every night, for months, Sicko Stan would come into my room. I hated it. I hated—hate—him. But…as long as he was coming into my room, that meant he left the other girls alone, y’know?”