The Bear and the Unicorn (Supernatural Enforcers Agency Book 6) (12 page)

Chapter Twenty-One

Sky squealed in excitement as a paintball sailed past her head.  She responded by firing off three shots in the direction it came from.

Zane watched in awe as his unicorn let out a battle cry worthy of any bear and pursued her thirteen-year-old attacker.  Feeling a little riled after their nocturnal making out session, and his heightened fears for Sky’s safety, he needed some release.  He wasn’t sure Sky would go for it, thinking it a little too childish and maybe aggressive for her, but he was pleasantly surprised when she jumped at the chance.  Even more so when she threw herself into it with even more gusto than he had.  Had he ever made one of their opponents cry?  No.  Sky really was something.

He shouldn’t have really been surprised.  Sky was outgoing and pretty much up for anything. 
Almost anything
groused his bear.  Yeah, their enjoyable groping earlier that day had been cut short when Sky decided they should wait and get to know each other better.  Apparently, the few days they’d spent together weren’t enough for her to just jump into bed with him. 
Grr
.

Nope, it was a-okay.  He respected her wishes.  He was fine with it. 
Totally fine. 
He loved having blue balls.

But seeing her running around was making him hot.  Paintball should not be sexy.  The brown jumpsuits should not be titillating.  Yet, when Sky was playing, they damn well were.  He should probably get himself under control. 
Think unsexy thoughts
.  Icy cold showers.  Basketball.  Romantic comedies.  Ah yes, that would do it.  He felt himself wilting as he imagined being trapped in a movie theatre for three hours while the hero tried to learn how to love –
blurgh
.

After all, he couldn’t play paintball with an erection.  And there were a lot of kids around – he definitely didn’t need to be called out as some kind of sex offender for running around hard.

“C’mon, slowpoke!” yelled Sky.  “They’re getting away.”

His bear growled. 
Just try and stop him
.

*

Juliet pursed her lips while studying the photos Lake had taken.  Hawk didn’t seem to be doing anything wrong… but that didn’t mean he wasn’t.

She’d tried to petition a judge for wiretaps, but the idiot was too in awe of Hawk to do anything.  He was an asset to the city, blah, blah, blah.

Juliet had even gone on two more dates with the slimy bastard to try and get something out of him.

She suspected Hawk knew what she was up to and didn’t care.  He was toying with her. 
Dick
.  Reminded her of her maker so much she wanted to scream every time he touched her.  She’d tried cajoling Hawk’s assistant, but the damn weasel shifter knew nothing or was a very dominant shifter who excelled at lying.  She doubted it was the latter.  Vampires develop powers the longer they are alive.  Hers was talking to animals. 
Just call her Ms. Dolittle
.  Yes, it was lame, but the power added to her natural dominance and it meant she was good at persuading shifters what to do.  And as an older vampire, she could be very dominant.  There wasn’t a shifter at the SEA who could out-dominate her.

He’d been taking a lot of lunches with millionaires and billionaires.  Businessmen and women like him, but also socialites and even minor royalty.  They seemed to be flocking to Los Lobos.  That was a little odd.  Unless they were in town for the salt crab season. 
Doubtful
.  At that time of year, there was always an explosion of salt crabs and a ton of them walked up onto the beach… and then they were eaten.  There was this whole festival around it – it was lame, but Juliet enjoyed it. 
Well, she was around when they first invented it.

Lunch meetings with other rich people were hardly anything to worry about.  Each time, he’d met with them, eaten lunch, showed them some kind of file and left.  So far, not so suspicious.

Lake had managed to swipe a picture out of one of the files as the crowned prince of Lavikistan or something left the restaurant.  The photo was of a large penguin – obscenely large.  Prehistorically large, and Juliet was still pondering that.  Could Hawk be involved in some weird genetic engineering?  And if so why would he create a giant penguin?  Unless someone wanted to eat it…
ugh
.

Whatever he was up to, she’d find out.  That’ll teach the pervert to try and date her against her will.

*

“That was so much fun!” gushed Sky.

Zane scowled as he deleted another text message from Melissa and looked up to find Sky beaming at him, pink and blue paint splattered across her face and hair.  She looked mad and disheveled and dirty and sweaty and absolutely gorgeous.

Sky grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and downed it in one.

Zane sniffed at his clothes.  “I better shower.”

She bobbed her head.  “Sure, go ahead.”

He was under the water for barely a second before awareness slammed into him.  His bear perked up in interest as he heard the soft sounds of Sky moving around the bathroom.  Fabric rustled as he glanced her shadow behind the shower curtain.

Zane let out a low rumble as she slid in behind him, wrapping her arms around him, stroking his stomach.  He felt her body behind his, lithe and soft and her nipples grazing his back.

“What happened to taking things slowly?” he asked huskily.

“We can.  Let’s take things, real slow,” she whispered and leaned up, nipping his earlobe.

His chest heaved as her hands moved down his torso.  Water trickled down his body, streaks of paint washing away.  Sky gripped his lengthening cock, her small hands clutching at him as he grew hotter and harder at her touch.

Zane groaned and leaned against the tiles.  “Sky,” he groaned as her hands moved excruciatingly slowly up and down his length.

She pressed kisses against his back.  “Zane,” she cooed in return.

He looked down to see her small hands wrapped around him, her delicate pale fingers working his almost angry red flesh.  His hips started rocking against her ministrations, pushing against her hands, his excitement slowly rising.  The bear growled as she squeezed him and then let go.

He spun, grumbling as his manhood bobbed in front of him menacingly.  The minx dropped to the ground and sucked the head into her mouth.

“Ah, jeez, fuck, Sky.”

She let go of him and beamed.  “You like that?”

Her mouth enveloped him, and he moaned.  She grasped the base of him, moving up and down in gentle motions as she suckled him.  Her careful, slow ministrations sent echoing shockwaves through his body.  The lead up to his release more intense than anything he’d felt before.

Sky released him and licked around the head, bathing him with her tongue before taking him in her mouth again.  She did this over and over, arousal mounting until his whole body quivered and trembled.  Her hand squeezed and stroked him as her mouth took him to the brink.

“You’re killing me,” he hissed.

“You want me to stop?” she teased

“Yes,” he groaned.

Sky paused, about to engulf him again, and met his eyes, hurt flickering over her orbs.

“I want to fuck you,” he growled, putting it as simply as he could.  It was an understatement compared to the thoughts running through his head, but really at that moment in time, joining his body with hers was the only thing he wanted and needed.

Her hand, previously frozen started traveling up and down his length again.  “I want that, too,” she murmured.

“Damnit Sky, do you want me to explode?”

She giggled and freed his engorged length.  Slowly, she rose to her feet, practically climbing his body as she planted feathery kisses over his wet skin.  He made no move to touch or stop her, just watching wondrously, as she gave him caress after caress, allowing her to take and give what she wanted.

Finally standing before him, she pulled his face to hers for a kiss.  Her lips were soft and gentle, and her tongue tentative as it delved inside his mouth.  She tasted like sugar, peaches and sugar, something so sweet and decadent – like a bite of heaven.  Ironic really considering how little she ate sugar – she’d probably abhor eating a big peach dipped in sugar.  He chuckled against her lips, and she deepened the kiss, her mouth and tongue more demanding as she took her pleasure and gave it back to him in spades.  He met her, stroke for stroke, wrapping his arms around her lithe body and dragging her against him.  It was like a first kiss.  No, this was his first kiss.  Every time with her would be a first kiss.  This eclipsed everything he’d ever done with any other women.  Just her mouth – which he already knew was deliciously talented – made him forget every other sexual partner he ever had.

His manhood, trapped against her stomach, throbbed painfully.

Her fingers threaded through his hair, and she nibbled on his lip.  “I can’t wait any longer,” she purred in between bites.

Zane cupped her mound and his thick fingers roughly pushed inside her, finding her already slick with arousal.

“So wet,” he whispered huskily.

“Yes, hurry,” she urged, raking her nails down his back.  She thought she could take this slowly, but no, from the moment she took him in her mouth, to his tantalizing kisses, her desire was gaining momentum.  She needed him now – that second, every passing second was taking too long.  Neither she nor her unicorn could wait another moment

Zane snarled and pulled her up his body, and lowered her onto his cock, abruptly pushing inside her.  She cried out at the sudden fullness, limbs quivering as they snaked their way around him.  Her muscles ached and rejoiced at his swift entrance.

He gripped her hips bruisingly tight and pressed her against the shower wall.  Her name dragged out of his mouth on a long, throaty groan.

Zane immediately started taking her, crashing his body into hers – payback perhaps for her teasing touches, but he wouldn’t hear her complaining.  This was just what she wanted.  His movements were almost rough and wild, demanding she keep up with them.  He wouldn’t be disappointed.

Sky slammed her hips against his as hard as she could, clenching her inner muscles, taking from him what she needed too.  She’d never been so hungry for pleasure, so desirous of a man.  She found herself wanting and needing something more than she ever had.  But then she’d never met a man who quite incited her like Zane.  The moment she met him, she felt something inside her, something deep, something instinctual and primal.

“More,” she whimpered, her hands gripping his shoulders.  “Harder.”

Zane bent his head and bit her neck in between growls of ecstasy.  He pistoned in and out of her, faster and faster, his hot hardness scorching its way in and out of her vibrating body until her climax hit, a bolt of lightning that had her screaming, and then she was floating.  He followed her into release, groaning, gasping and growling and making a hell of a strangled sex face that had her giggling maniacally. 
She needed to get a camera on that sucker.

He then got all grumpy and annoyed.  She then soothed him and got to her knees to finish what she started earlier.  He couldn’t wait and dragged her up his body, and they did it all over again – hilarious sex face and all.  They stayed there, repeating their actions over and over until the water ran cold.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Zane sprawled over the bed while Sky kissed his chest, curling her fingers into his chest hair.

A sense of peace assailed him - his bear was actually snoozing.  He’d never felt this peaceful in his whole life – never with any other female.

He was content just to lay there forever while Sky’s pretty mouth tickled his chest.  Sadly, that probably wasn’t feasible.  Sky would have to go back to work tomorrow; he would have to get back to the office to find out about all those clients he didn’t have. 
He really needed some clients
.  He’d never intended to charge Sky for his services – that was the last thing on his mind when she sashayed into his office – but now that they were intimate… yeah, he really couldn’t send her a bill.  That would send a very definite message about the service he was providing.

Zane placed a hand on her head, tangling his fingers in her hair.  She looked up briefly giving him a sensual smile.

“I really need to go home and get some new clothes.”

He was fine with going commando, but his t-shirt really needed a good wash, and perhaps an exorcism.  Paint and sweat were not good smells.  Plus as he’d already discovered, wearing Sky’s yoga pants and one of her vest tops left very little to the imagination.  Did give her a good laugh, though.

Sky ran a hand over one of his pecs, circling his nipple.  “Why?  I like you naked.”

Zane ran his fingers down her cheek.  “I doubt anyone else would agree.”

“Hmm, I’ll bet some of them would, and actually I don’t want that.  I want this body all to myself.”  She tweaked some of his chest hair.

“You got it.  You want me to wax this?”

“Nuh uh.  I like it. 
Sexy
.”

“What?  You don’t like Ellie’s plucked chicken chest?”

“Erik, and god no.  He spends more time waxing than I do.  I prefer shaving.”

“I know.”  He reached under the covers and cupped her mound, running his thumb over her shaved heart.

She squirmed against his hand, whining, and then mewling when he stopped his caresses.

“Is anyone else in your family a unicorn?”

“No, just me.  I’m a freak.”

“Mmmm hmmm.”

“Oh no, don’t correct me,” she giggled.

Zane lifted her face to look at him.  “You ever been in danger before?”

She hesitated.

“You can tell me.  You can trust me.”

“I know.”  She let out a long breath.  “When I was a kid I hurt myself at school.  The teacher took me to the hospital before my parents could stop them.  They took some of my blood, and someone must have realized I was different.  A couple of guys tried to abduct me outside my school.”

His bear awoke at that, snarling in fury.

Sky patted his chest.  “Easy, bear.  Once they got me, my unicorn took over and she dealt with them.  I don’t really remember what happened; I allowed her to take over, and she took care of it.  She’s usually pretty docile, but when it comes down to it, she does protect me.”

“Good.”

“You know, you’re a lot like my dad.”

“Ah, gee, thanks.  That’s what every guy wants to hear from his girl.”

“I meant because you want to protect me.  Nothing else is the same about you; I swear on my unicorn.”

He stroked her hair.  “Thank hell for that.  You think someone else might be after your beast?”

“The thought had crossed my mind.”

“I won’t let anything happen to you.  God help anyone who tries to hurt you.”

“I know.  I got that when you made that boy eat dirt earlier when he shot me.”

Zane’s eyes flashed indignantly.  “He deserved it.”

“He was sixteen,” Sky told him mildly.

“Hey, I was stealing cars when I was fourteen – kids grow up quick.”

“Knew you were a bad boy, through and through.”

“Damn straight.”  He slipped her onto her back and covered her body with his.  “Guess I better start showing you how bad I can be.”

“Yeah, you better.”

*

“We don’t have to go everywhere together,” said Sky.  Even though her unicorn loved the attention.

Zane flashed a quick smile.  “Trust me if we didn’t, my bear would go apeshit.”

“Bearshit.”  She ran her fingers up and down his thigh.

“That too,” he gulped.

They were driving to Zane’s apartment to pick up a few essentials.  She told him not to bother with underwear.  He told her not to look in his bathroom – the words he used were ‘horror show’.

“I don’t feel scared anymore,” she said.

“Good loving will do that,” he told her more than a little pompously.

Sky slapped his shoulder.  “I’m serious.  I don’t feel like I’m being watched.  Maybe you scared them away.  Maybe it was Ethan.”

“I hope so.”  Although he didn’t sound very convinced.

“But you’re not going to let up are you?”

“Nope, if I have to live on top of you and sleep on top of you until I’m satisfied you’re safe, I will.”

“So selfless,” she sighed.  Her unicorn agreed, ignoring Sky’s sarcasm.

Zane nodded thoughtfully.  “It is a sacrifice - sexing a hot unicorn shifter every day and night - but I will do it, in the name of the law.”

Sky leaned over and nipped his earlobe, then smoothed her tongue over his skin, making the car swerve ever so slightly.

“How about in the name of pleasure?” she teased.

He pulled up outside his building.  “That works too.  Aww, shit.”

“What’s wrong?” she said, her voice muffled as she nibbled on his ear.

“Wait here,” he snapped.

Sky mewled as he slipped out the car and stomped towards a curvy brunette currently staring daggers in her direction.  Her unicorn snorted in fury as the brunette threw herself at Zane.  What.  The. 
Hell?

*

Zane growled as he tried to disentangle himself from Melissa.  His bear howled, and Zane felt fur bristling out of his skin.

When her lips brushed his neck, he roared and slammed her on the ground.  She staggered back, calculated hurt quickly replacing fury.  Her lower lip jutted out, and Zane felt…
nothing
.

No pull, no desire to make her happy, no need to obey her.  Nothing.  His bear was delighted.  Less so, when he glanced over his shoulder and saw the tight expression on Sky’s face.

Yep, time to get rid of Melissa once and for all.  Her hold over him was gone.  No more detentions for pulling fire alarms.  No more nights in jail for stealing his dad’s car because she desperately wanted to go to a party two towns over.  No more getting fired for beating up her husband because he wasn’t giving her enough alimony – meaning, enough for her to live like a freaking socialite.

“What are you doing here?” he demanded gruffly.

“You haven’t replied to my texts,” she whined.  Her lip jutted out even further.

“I’ve been busy.”  Boy, would he have loved for this a few weeks ago?  Now it was just damn irritating.  But no so irritating that he was going to give into his bear and claw her – that would probably be going too far.  Right? 
Right?!

“Busy with her?” sneered Melissa, flicking her head at Sky.

“She’s a client.” 
Mate
interjected his bear angrily.

“That why she had her tongue in your ear?”

“We’re not discussing this.”

Melissa scowled at the car. Sky, although clearly annoyed, gave her a friendly wave.  Zane hid his smile as steam almost shot out of Melissa’s ears.

“You’re together then?” she squealed, actually stamping her foot.  She was more exaggerated than a cartoon character.

“It’s none of your business but yes.  And by the way, I know that guy wasn’t your cousin.  You want some male attention, go jump on him.”  Zane ran his plate, and yeah the naked guy in her house was no one to Melissa – she was such a liar.  He couldn’t believe he actually fell for her lies.  Neither could his bear – damn animal was pretty smug about everything.

“So this is payback?” she pouted.

“No, this is me telling you that I met someone so I’m not going to ask ‘how high’ the next time you tell me to jump.”

Melissa rearranged her expression into something more cajoling and then pushed out her immense bust.  Possibly to entice him, but after seeing Sky naked, it was a waste of time.  He could wax lyrical about Sky’s breasts for hours – perfect, perky white orbs with dusky pink nipples and... oh right, Melissa was talking or something.

“But, baby…”  She reached out to him, and he flinched, but she still put her hand on his arm.  His bear snarled.

“You’re just trying to make me jealous, why else would you be interested in her?”

Sky got out the car, frowning.

“Get the fuck out of here, Melissa.”

He was proud of himself.  He didn’t scream or break something.  Although holding back was hard work.  Sweat trickled down his brow as he tried to control the inner bear, clawing to get out.  Melissa better leave quickly.

Now she looked confused and tried to stroke his arm.  “But…”

He grasped her wrist and propelled her backward as gently as he could, which admittedly wasn’t all that gentle.  He didn’t approve of violence against women, but he sure as hell didn’t want her touching him.  “Go.  Now.”

Melissa huffed and puffed (no houses fell down) and she looked like she wanted to argue more, but she didn’t.  She screeched and stalked away.  His bear wasn’t happy, but that actually went better than he was expecting.

“Ex-girlfriend?” asked a sweet voice at his back.

Her small hands snaked around his stomach, and she pressed herself against him.  He placed his hands over hers.

“Yeah, sorry.”

“Hey, I have dumbass Ethan for an ex.  I can’t complain because you have touchy-feely skankarella…  Not that I’m jealous or anything.”

“Nothing to be jealous of,” he rumbled with feeling. 
No contest between the two women
huffed his bear.

“I guessed so considering what you did to me last night... and this morning, and in the shower, then on the kitchen table and perhaps in five minutes in your apartment.”

Zane let out an unintelligible sound as her hand dipped and brushed over his hardening sex.  It had wilted somewhat while talking to Melissa – skanky exes would do that to a guy – but it was now becoming painfully big again.  He wasn’t kidding; he’d never been so hard before.  If he didn't know better, he'd say Sky enchanted him.

“C’mon, stud,” she cooed.  “Let’s go get you some clothes, or not; I’m fine with naked.  In fact, let’s get you upstairs and naked now.”

“Yes, ma’am.”