Wicked Thing (C.O.A Series Book 2)

by Kim Cormack

Grey’s voice queried, “Why would you take off, and leave me standing there like an idiot? We’re adults Lexy. Doesn’t it make more sense to talk it out?”

  She turned to look at him and replied, “You’re right, I’m sorry I took off. I just needed to put some space between us.” They kept up the pretense of watching the water show.

  He grinned and explained, “This isn’t just on you. That second kiss was all me.”

  Oh, the ego. Lexy smiled as she rolled her eyes and teased, “Right, it was all you.”

  He gave her a light-heartedly playful nudge and chuckled, “You know, that’s not what I meant. I meant, I kissed you the second time even though I had agreed to stop myself from doing it. I just wasn’t expecting that powerful flood of emotions that I had when you kissed me. I needed to know. I’m sorry.”

  “So, what do we do now?” she sighed while continuing to watch the mesmerizing display of water.

  They were standing side by side now with their arms and shoulders almost touching and their connection had only been enhanced by the exhilarating experience they’d just shared. Grey kept his gaze fixed straight ahead while he reversed her question, “What do you want to do?”

  Lexy saw no point in further pretense as she gave him the most honest true answer she had within her, “I want us to love each other without any boundaries. I want to wake up in the morning in your arms and know you remember every last detail of the night before but that’s not going to happen.”

  Grey stared into her eyes as he whispered, “I want to take you up to my room and make love to you all night. I would give anything to do that. Have you tried to talk to Jenna about this stupid clause in the Handler Dragon relationship? Maybe if we speak to them together? We should be allowed to be happy too, shouldn’t we?”

  Lexy laced her fingers through his, and squeezed his hand as she gave him her response, “Of course I’ve tried to speak to them about this, but the reason we can’t be together is more complicated than that and it was a clear no.” This had backfired. He’d come back to her completely even though they hadn’t yet consummated the situation. The only difference this time would be that he would hurt too. He would long to be with her too and she loved him too much to allow him to remain in this state.

  She looked at him and whispered, “We should do this. We should be together tonight. You’ll wake up tomorrow morning and you’ll be fine.”

  “And you’ll grow to resent me for it,” he replied as he placed his arm around her.

  This was the truth she’d been there, and recently. She rested her head on his shoulder and said, “Tell me, what the alternative is?”

  “We get through this together. I’ll try to control my jealousy while you move on and you do the same. We just have to love each other enough to let go,” Grey replied as he gave her a loving squeeze.

  They left the deep end of their conversation at that and decided that they would just enjoy the night together. They spent hours sight-seeing while wandering around the city that never sleeps hand in hand as they normally would and on several occasions the intimacy of the something more they were both trying to conceal slipped through in the form of an intimate touch or a lingering gaze. They ended up at an amusement park where they acted like two teenagers in love as they went on every wild ride and by midnight they were in the elevator with every intention of going back to their separate rooms.

  When the other passengers got off at their floor and they were left alone in the elevator, Grey backed her up against the mirrored wall and said, “Come back to my room, I hate sleeping without you and there’s plenty of things we can do without even taking our clothes off. We’ll start behaving ourselves tomorrow.”

  She had no argument for that logic as the door opened and they dashed down the hall hand in hand towards his room. While Grey was fumbling to slide the card in the door, she kissed him on the neck and he dropped the card on the floor. Lexy knelt down and passed it to him and while still on her knees, she gazed up at him and motioned like she was about to reach for his zipper. Instead of actually doing it she stood up again and laughed as Grey thrust open the door, and playfully gave her a gentle shove through the threshold. He kissed her as they maneuvered towards the bed together. While nuzzling her neck he flirtatiously bargained, “How about just our shirts come off… nothing else?”

  Lexy was wearing a dress, she’d been in this situation and far too recently to pretend she didn’t know exactly what she was doing as she removed it and crawled seductively up onto the bed in her lacy bra and G-string panties knowing he was watching her. She turned over and sprawled out on the bed, waiting for him. Grey removed only his shirt crawled onto the bed and joined her. She felt his lips as he tenderly kissed each of her ankles. She giggled and fought the urge to kick him in the face because it tickled, then his lips travelled to the sensitive flesh on the underside of her knees, and then to her soft supple thighs. Lexy felt the heat of his breath through her lacy panties, she arched her back and shivered. Lexy clutched the sheets with either hand as he feathered warm sensual kisses through the material. She squirmed beneath him as she yearned for more, knowing this game was going to last all of five seconds before it ceased to be one. He was going to remove her panties and she was going to forget about everything but the desperate aching need to have him inside of her. This had happened so many times. She grabbed a handful of his hair and ordered, “Get up here and kiss me.”

  He shot her a deviously naughty look as he trailed kisses up her stomach and then gently nipped the thin lacy material of her bra that concealed her breasts erotically with his teeth causing her nipples to strain against the material as aching peaks. He continued the seductive quest for intimate knowledge of her until their eyes met, obeying her order as his lips parted and their tongues began their torrid steamy dance of submission, she undid his zipper and slid her hand inside, he groaned against her lips, but couldn’t bring himself to stop her because she knew exactly what he wanted her to do. He gasped again as she took him closer to the edge with the perfectly rehearsed sliding of her palm. He hooked his finger around her lacy panties with the intention of returning the favor but she removed his rock hard manhood from his jeans and positioned him against the moist warmth of her and pleaded in his ear, “Please, Grey.”

  There was a loud knock on the door. No, no, no.

  Grey leapt out of bed with his rigid manhood raised high like the mast of a ship and peeked only his head through the door. Lexy let out an over dramatic sigh of frustration as she heard Jenna’s voice coming from the other side of the doorway.

  Grey closed the door, leaned against it and said, “Well, I’m going to go and have an ice cold shower. She’s waiting out there for you.”

  Of course she was…. Lexy slipped back into her dress and grabbed her high heels in one hand opting to stroll down the carpeted halls barefoot. Greydon still hadn’t moved a muscle when she reached the door. He was still standing there looking like an anatomically impressive nude statue of a Greek god. She gave him a quick peck on the lips and teased, “It’s nice to know that you can’t resist me either.”

  Grey grinned at her as he scolded, “Get out of here before I make her stand there and wait, while I drag you into the shower and have my way with you.”

  She opened the door and shimmied past her gorgeous naked Grey. Lexy was met with Jenna’s disapproving glare and before the lecture began she sighed, “I know. I know.”

  Jenna didn’t bother to say a word as she escorted Lexy back to the elevator. She saw her safely inside and their clan’s Oracle said, “Get some sleep you have to be up in four hours. As the doors closed Jenna shook her head at her and smiled.

  Yes, she’d known exactly what she was doing tonight but it felt so good to be in Grey’s arms. It was so familiar and perfect. Her libido had been seriously amped up lately and it was becoming a bit of an issue. She quickly set her alarm for five am. The doors opened and she padded down the hall with her high heels in her hands, entered her room and got
herself ready for bed, noting that she was still drunk as she teetered over while trying to remove her underwear. Just as she slipped under the covers, pulled them up over her head and closed her eyes, Kayn arrived.

  She heard her fiddling around and then Kayn screamed into her pillow.

  Lexy started to quietly chuckle and without lifting her head off of her pillow she teased, “Jenna caught you guys too, didn’t she?”

  Kayn gave her a muffled reply and she didn’t need to look because she could tell Kayn’s face was probably still buried in her pillow, “Yes, she did. She also caught me trying to sneak up to his room after she told us not to.”

  Lexy started to giggle as she looked up at her. Kayn lifted her face up from the pillow and tossed it at her. She started to howl.

  Kayn hissed, “Glad you think this is so funny.”

  Lexy made herself comfortable and sparred, “Tomorrow morning when you wake up, this whole fiasco will be nothing more than a laughable memory. Jenna expects you three newbies to throw a little bit of rebellion into the mix. It’s totally normal for someone your age.”

  She didn’t really have an excuse for her behavior this evening.

  Everything was quiet for a minute and she was just beginning to relax when Kayn blurted out, “Can you turn the whole viewing everybody’s aura part of being a healer off?”

  Lexy rolled over to face her again and answered, “No, but it just becomes normal after a while. You can turn it down a bit. It’s strongest when your body’s been freshly healed. You’ll notice it beginning to dim over the next few days. Well, that’s only if you haven’t had to use your healing ability for anything.”

  “We’d better get some sleep. The alarm on my cell is set for five am. We need to be back on the road in four hours,” Lexy whispered.

  Kayn responded, “Night, Lex.”

  Lexy closed her eyes again and allowed her mind to shut itself down and she slipped into the most beautiful dream. It was a highlight reel of her forty years with Grey. She awoke to the song on her alarm with a smile on her face but when Lexy tried to stand she found her legs wobbly and comically unreliable. It took her a moment to allow her deviances to filter through the fog of her hangover. Yes, she’d been very naughty last night. What happened in Vegas might have stayed in Vegas if Jenna had given them twenty minutes before knocking on that door.

  Lexy quickly got ready, read the long detailed text on her cell phone explaining the job and then she drank a crazy amount of water from a plastic covered cup by the sink. She stared at her frazzled looking reflection. She felt rough and it was time to share the wealth. She grinned, ran over and leapt onto Kayn’s bed, “Wake up! Wake up! There’s no time to waste. I’ll explain on the way to the truck.”

  Kayn stretched and then launched herself into an upright position. She yawned, stretched again and snatched her backpack off of the chair as she sauntered past it on her way to the bathroom. Lexy lounged out on the lumpy uncomfortable bed and as she recalled the conversation she’d had with Kayn before they went to sleep, she grinned. Today was going to be equally awkward for everyone. The two Dragons of Ankh grabbed their bags and ambled down the long emerald colored carpet in the hallway towards the elevator in their flip flops opting for a more logical choice of footwear.

  Lexy pressed the button and started to explain the text she’d been sent, “Astrid, Melody, and Haley are hiding with Molly. They’re in a small town in the desert. It’s only a few hours’ drive on the highway and then we’ll have to take the back roads for at least three more hours, to make sure we’re not being followed. Apparently, the drive has some amazing scenery though. Jenna, Markus and Orin are taking the boy with them. Jenna’s premonition said we need to split them up for a while if we’re going to stand a chance of keeping them both. I guess Zach’s already gone to get the truck.”

  The elevator door opened to reveal Frost, Grey, and Lily with bags in hand, also on their way down to the lobby. She stepped into the elevator and Frost looked at Kayn and teased, “Going down?”

  Kayn gave him absolutely no reaction to the naughty meaning behind his words as she responded with a straight face, “Yes, we’re quite obviously both going down.” Everyone’s cheeks burst into a smile and the immature giggling began.

  Lexy elbowed her and sparred, “Speak for yourself.”

  Kayn gave in and started to laugh. Lily asked for all of their key cards, strolled over and placed them on the empty front desk. They all stood outside looking haggard and worn after a night of partying and waited for Zach to show up with the truck. Grey took her hand and she smiled through the fog as they saw their truck coming down the street towards them. Zach pulled over and they all quickly got in.

  Lexy strolled around to the driver’s side and offered, “I’ll drive first if you want to get some more sleep, Zach.” He nodded and moved into the back seat.

  Chapter 22

  Duct-tape Tuxedo

  Lexy fiddled around trying to find a good station and was just about to pull away when someone knocked on the window. She took in the shifty jittery movements of the man standing beside the truck and rolled her eyes. Really? Was this dip shit really going to attempt a carjacking? She was too hung over for this shit. Lexy sighed, rolled down the window a bit and super sweetly said, “Is there a problem, sir?”

  The shady looking man replied, “Your back tires are almost flat and you have a broken tail light. I thought I’d warn you before you drove too far on them and bent the rim.”

  Lexy tried to keep a straight face as she replied, “Oh, thank you for telling me. I’ll be right out, sweetie.” She rolled up the window.

  Zach leaned over the front seat and whispered in her ear, “The tires are fine.” Then he sat back down.

  No Shit, Sherlock! She glanced back at Zach with an innocent smile and said, “Oh, I’m sure they are.”

  Attempting to be the voice of reason Frost pointed out, “There’s cameras all over the place. You’re going to have to handle this tool carefully.”

  This guy was too cranked up to feel any pain. Lexy stretched a few times, yawned and announced, “Lock it as soon as I get out. I’ll only be a second.” She opened the door and stepped out, ready for her Oscar worthy performance as a naive southern belle in the big city.

  Grey grinned and slowly shook his head. Lexy winked at her Handler as she heard the sound of the lock clicking behind her as Grey sighed, “That poor unknowing dumbass.”

  Lexy strolled around to the back of the truck, looked at the tires and stated, “The tires are fine. Are you really sure you want to do this?”

  The man, realizing she was on to him, yanked a gun out of his pocket and hissed, “That’s right bitch. The truck’s fine. So, fine in fact that it’s screaming my name. Tell those shits to get out. I’d hate to wreck your beautiful smile by forcing you to eat a bullet.”

  Lexy took a good look around at where the cameras might be positioned and dared, “Oh, would you like the keys? They’re in my pocket. Tell you what if you can take the keys from me, you can just have the truck.” She allowed him to press the gun into her shoulder and he put one arm around her neck as he began to search through her pockets. She started to giggle.

  Lexy’s assailant hissed, “Do you want me to shoot you? I told you to tell those assholes to get the hell out of the truck! What kind of sadistic friends do you have? They’re all smiling at me. I’m, going to effing kill you.” He shoved her towards the driver’s side door.

  “No, you’re not. They know I’m allowing you to point your little gun at me, and they also know I’m going to kick your ass as soon as I grow tired of playing along,” she sparred. Lexy allowed him to toss her up against the hood of the truck and she laughed harder. She was going to pee herself if this skinny fragile little man didn’t stop his cranked up testosterone show.

  Grey rolled the window down a little and made a suggestion, “Hey, Honey. While you’re playing with this moron don’t let him accidentally shoot the engine or anything. That
would be inconvenient. We have places to be. Can you wrap this up?”

  Lexy sighed, “Alright, the game is over my friend. I’ll give you one more opportunity to walk away.” She took a step towards him and a shot rang out. That dick! Lexy barely flinched as the blood seeped through her shirt. A shoulder shot wasn’t even going to wreck her morning. She moved aside her shirt to show him the wound as it closed up and spit the bullet out and exclaimed, “Now, that wasn’t very nice.”

  “What are you?” He stammered as he dropped the gun on the cement and ran away.

  Lexy contemplated the merits of just getting into the truck and driving away but when she looked down at the bloodstain on her new shirt she realized that they wouldn’t be able to stop and wash it. It was now nothing more than a rag and she actually liked this shirt. On principal alone she needed to kick this tweeker’s ass. She looked at Grey and hissed, “He wrecked my new shirt.” Lexy kicked off her flip flops and sprinted away from the truck barefoot after the man that shot her.

  She heard Grey yelp, “Oh, Shit!

  Lexy casually jogged after the guy that shot her knowing she couldn’t grab him until after he was off of the main streets because this was Vegas and inevitably there would be cameras…almost everywhere. Frost was probably already on the phone with the Aries Group covering up her shooting and healing. It happened right in front of the hotel. Whoops…predictably her assailant swerved into a shadowed alley and the second they were both out of view she nabbed him by his shirt and as he struggled in an absolutely ridiculous way. Lexy looked around to see what she had to work with. Fortunately, there were a couple rolls of duct tape and some rope lying beside the dumpster. What were the chances of that? Guess this was her lucky day. Lexy glared at the mortal as he continued his futile struggle, her voiced dripped with sarcasm as she said, “Now, what am I going to do with you? You wrecked my shirt.” His struggling and screaming was beginning to annoy her. It was more what he was screaming than the pitch.